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Salman Janjirkar

        So, I hope all of you remember the first article by SALMAN JANJIRKAR which was posted on my blog last month on 21st July. It shocked everyone and it made us think about our country a lot and it made us change our attitude towards life and people. Salman had recently written a condolence for our friend - Pratik who left us last week on my blog. After both these posts, I asked Salman to write something different which the readers of ARB would not have expected from him. He told me that he will write a fiction story by taking some parts of his real life too. I was excited to know about this. I asked him to send it as soon as possible to me. He sent it and I just loved the first chapter of his fictional work. Today, I am publishing the first part of his Fictional story. Second part will be published in the next month as Salman writes for ARB on the monthly basis. 

  
FOREWORD BY SALMAN : 

              So here I am; once again, back to fulfill my promise of a monthly article for my close friend Veeru...

              I thank each and everyone of you for your wonderful and encouraging comments… so coming back to the nature of the article—something different... hmmm, I thought what can I write about which is completely realistic yet different from my previous article and just then inspiration struck and my mind went into recap mode----AATH SAAL PEHLE!! 8 years back from now I remembered a story, a true story yet stranger than fiction... a story of a boy whose life drastically changed and transformed by a single encounter… and this is what I am going to tell you about.

THE THUNDERBOLT STRIKES (Part 1) !!!

         I remember the 1st  day he walked into J.M.Rathi English School Roha.. He was a little shy, a little smug... there was a sense of superiority around him yet what people failed to notice was that there was also a feeling of being isolated, cornered.. Going into a new school, a new area wasn’t an easy task… one needs to attune himself to the mind frequency of others around him...

             This kid when he walked in the class barely thought that this place might be given an immortal stand in his story; it might bring about a miraculous change in the happenings of people around him... but the kid ignorant of all this walked on. Luckily for him he had a distant cousin of his in the same grade and so he went by to sit beside him... but just before that his eyes flicked towards a face, a face that was to change the course of his life…

            The kid shy by nature, not used to be a an object of public interest, shied down and delved deeper inside himself from the continuous stares of his fellow classmates... some were curious, some were patronizing and some plain evil... they thought of him as an object to play with, as an object to make fun of.. But what they didn’t realize was that behind this calm demeanor was a devil lurking, waiting, and biding his time to be released……. And release him they did! And then they were shocked at the sudden transformation from a plain gentle Jekyll to an angry and disturbed Mr. Hyde …

            All the teasing and pushing and tugging at the kid drew him nuts… he tried to find a solution to end the periods of insults... he tried cajoling some of the so called ‘tough kids’ but of no avail.. He thought the best way to deal with it was to silently endure the insults…… however the kids took his silence and his complete submission to their antics as his weakness and increased the intensity of their teasing practices…. The boy just used to sit tight and try to calm himself down, he almost calmed down the storm of fury brewing inside him just by the sheer force of his willpower but sadly and unfortunately that wasn’t enough.. his barriers of patience were broken one day…and all hell broke loose… the silent kid, turned into a violent one, the kid who used to speak in whispers hurled abuses that could be heard 10 paces away…this sudden transformation caught everyone unaware and unprepared…

             But then there were also a few students who pitied him, who tried to comfort and console him, who tried to help him and finally they succeeded to calm down the storm...truly there aint no storm that cant be tread by the strongest of all ships—“FRIENDSHIP”. He became calm again, he started to realize a change in himself, he started to be more outgoing and friendlier... slowly the other kids also realized their fault and tried to mend the bridges between themselves and the kid and slowly became friends with him, although they knew better to test his patience with foolish and personal jabs…

             Then as days passed and things began to return to normal the kid recalled his 1st day... he remembered the only face he noticed amongst the crowd and realized that he had never stopped to think about his reaction on seeing the face which haunted him in his dreams, which kept flashing before his eyes every now and then.. That’s the extent to which he was determined to end his misery... suddenly he felt a sense of loneliness… he felt hollow from inside, like some integral part of his soul was missing.. He thought hard about why he felt so but to no avail...searching for an answer to this question he suddenly turned and found the same face looking at him…

             The same face that he had noticed amongst the crowds looked different now.... it wasn’t as disinterested as it was on the 1st day it was a bit sorrowful, a bit understanding …  suddenly their eyes met.. they held their sights at each other for just a few seconds but it felt like eternity to the kid and suddenly out of nowhere the face lit up into a bright smile, a dazzling smile; you could have called it a true ‘Million Dollar Smile’ and the kid felt like an electric pulse had raced through his body, like he had been rejuvenated again in his life, like it gave him a new purpose for living… this particular smile just shook his entire being, his presence in this universe.. That moment he refuted the Heliocentric Theory Of the universe and believed that his universe, his own private universe revolved around this particular face, this angelic face, this face which captivated him in such a strange manner that exulted him just at a sight of it…

             This particular face, the face he realized, of a girl whom he would love for ever and ever and ever and even after that……… then Metamorphically He was struck by the thunderbolt as goes the Italian Saying an this was when he realized….

THAT HE WAS IN LOVE!!!!

The Legend Continues….


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