Thursday, 26 April 2012

Chapter 11 Control and Save !!!

Those were the days of the annual festivals of the colleges. Our college festival was treated as a best annual festival and always getting an appreciation for building new initiatives. It was the responsibility of our class that year to do something new and make the college name so high, as it would never have been in last years.
Those were really hectic days of their lives, they all had to work on their assignments as well as the development of the college event programs. There was no concession is submitting the assignments on scheduled times.

He entered in the lab along with nishant, there were other two girls working, one of them was anagha .. He logged in and checked a few mails.. started doing his assignment, he looked around… Anagha was so buried doing the financial analysis of the Technofarma ltd company. She was never bothered about the time was running… After sometime, he saw, nishant, tapped him from back and gave a signal that he is leaving… he said, ya, you go ahead, I have to complete something urgent, see ya at the station… Other girls assignment was over, she closed her pc and left silently…

“Oh!! No!! “there was a loud shout from the corner pc.

Amol looked up and found anagha in her usual head hidden by both hands pose…

He thought, something must have gone wrong which she will correct, as she has habbit of doing things and rectifying them by herself only… Her habbit of doing this was noticed by him in their first assignment only..

But this time she turned, looked around with a bigg helpless look…

As she saw amol, she felt it’s a bigg relief which she had found…

“Amooooolll”

He was never been called with such a voice which was having, “Apart from you no one can help me” mentioned in hidden fonts.

“Haa.. bolna Anagha”

“Amoooollll, please yaha aa yaar… What a non sence I am !! Shit what I have done yaar…. I am really not able to think anything!!!!” Anagha shouted.

By this time even amol had got curious about what must have happened?

He did a ctrl+s  and left his machine, went to anagha’s pc.. “kaay jhaley anagha?/ kuch bolegi to pata chalega na mujhe?”

“Amol, I was working on the assignment re.. I did almost every analysis, wrote all the comments on the excel sheet which I prepared, suddenly this pc got off…”

She started crying,,,,, “Mujhe nahi samajh raha hai kaise huva re…”

“I had worked since last three hours on this….”  Don’t have the patience to do it again….. Ab mujhe firse karna padega yaar….”

“Oh… so she had called me to say that she has to do it again or to show her tears?” he felt in his heart…  soon after gathering courage he said, “Wait, let me do something.

He bend down and started the pc again, soon he realised that her sandle had hit the restart button of the machine and made her cry.. 

Pc started, and he instantly opened, Excel, tried opening the excel file which she had named as “company analysis”

It gave a message as recover the last saved version, and he gave lotss of blessings to Microsoft for keeping the autorecover option..

She was constantly looking what he is doing and when she saw the file, she felt as if he would have been appeared as an angel to her… she was smiling with tears in her eyes…

“Amoooollll” that’s the only word she said and paused.

“Check the file, last few changes must have got deleted!” he said

“amol you are a saviour !!” She said.

“hmmmm… par dekh lena firse,,, shayad tumne pc ko pairse hit kar diya tha aur wo bhi restart button pe,,,” he said…

She looked down instantly… “Ohh yes!!”

“but amol big thanks to you re.. I really don’t understand anything in this computers, rather I am afraid of this machine” she said…

He thought “kaisi hai na ye, isse to sare books darte hai aur ye khud computer se dar gayi!!” smiled and returned to his desk.. started his work… sometime left and it was time to go.. after thinking for a minute, he called her name…

“hey ana, I mean anagha… how much time you will be spending more..”

 “15 mins more..”

“Please leave and complete the rest at your room na ?”

“Arre?? Ye kya??”

“I mean I have completed my work 15 mins back but I m waiting because of you!! Akele kaise rukegi??”

Anagha was  surprised!!

“Okeyyy ! packing now!” anagha said…

“hey you are going to station right, I will come with you.. pls wait..” anagha said…

“Okey!” Amol was getting late still he waited.

They left from there, while going  she said, “ how stupid I am, I got so afraid.. dar laga mujhe kahi sab gayab nah o gaya ho! Really thanks amol..”

“Its ok yaar.. hota hai.. people do big mistakes than this also… aagese ek funda yaad rakhna… Contorl S”

“aaree ye kya hai?? control S means?”

“It keeps saving the document… you will get it anyhow later…”

“Ohhh !! thanks !! wasn’t aware about this… really” anagha said..

“Mere control S se koi mujhe save kar dega!!” she laughed on her own joke…

“yess sure!! chal bbyee!! gn.. “ he said as station came.

She took the auto to her friends place where she had invite for dinner … she was smiling in the complete route thinking about her stupidity… she was feeling when she would go and tell this story to her friend…. “bhaiyyaa, yaha rok dena!! Kitna huva”

“15 madamji”  She felt its too much, but unlike other days, she gave him money, she was not in mood to fight as she was feeling saved in the day!!

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Sunday, 1 April 2012

Chapter 10_"Papa, you will always be the hero!!"

It was the time after the last lecture on thursday, Anagha had left instantly down after the lecture… It was unusual as she never used to do, she always used to talk with a few friends for a while after the lectures, used to check mails and leave for her hostel room… While all students were leaving for home, Amol saw that Anagha was sitting out under the coconut tree, she was talking on phone and may be she had cried as her nose was looking red… Passing through he told nishant to go ahead, he will catch them at station..
“Anaghaaa!! Some problem??” Amol asked. He saw minal was not there with her..
“Papa is not well amol….” She started crying again…
“Heyy !! shant ho anagha! Kaay jhale” The mothertongue comes automatically, when u r worried/ tensed.
“His BP have increased.. mummycha call aala hota! He is suffering and see I am here cant even meet him” Anagha cried.
Amol tried changing the topic, she reacted to them, but her train came to the track of papa again…
Papa have always the coolest temper.. He had never reacted instantly, may it be any situation.. I used to wonder, he never gets angry or he supresses his anger .. Later I realised, that’s his speciality, the love filled in his heart towards all individuals makes him like this..”
 “He loves me and mom a lot.. Arre theirs was arranged marriage but all used to feel that they had done love marriage,.. he loved mum a lot…. Anytime when I had thought of the image of my future hubby I had imagined him like my dad…”
“He is my idol since childhood… when I was young I used to feel proud that he is so handsome…. And all other girls were jealous of him as I was having dad like him..”
“Very knowledgeable, He is truly an engineer, He is the one who had started from scratch.. Now he has his own house, a stable family.. he had never got afraid to open even a single machine in my house.. and whichever machine he touched, never cribbed again…” J
“My papa is truly a dreamman for any lady.. he is gentle.. sweet and caring towards all ..A nice family man…”
“I had shouted on him so many times …but he never got irritated….”
“Interesting thing u know.. he is a superb cook also… he uses his engineering skills while he cooks… funny na,,, his signature dish, golden callys is so crispy I tell u… U will never forget it…”
“I remember I never used to eat vegetables in the routine form… but now I realise why dad learnt cooking… so that he makes diff forms of them so that I can eat… and I used to love them all… Sunehri bhindi, Karara karela, funky Shimla mirch.. They all were superb…” Smile came after a long time on her face, she was looking cute with tears in eyes and smile on face.
“I was a kid when he had gone out for his project and mummy says that I had taken up fever just because I did not saw him for a few days… he had came running back home.. wont remember much but I still remember what fun we had when mom had gone out somewhere…. Each day a zoo, museum, par, icecream, cakes… what not…..”
“Always he had identified my tears , my silence and everything … He was the one who told me to study and face the papers, for which I was afraid the most…”
“He is still like the Himalaya of my life… storm and steady… He had always treated me like a princess and had never let me work …”
“I prey each day to god for giving him healthy life and would someday make him proud of myself…”
“Papa… I really love you… hope u r listening me … “
Amol was calmly listening to her each word.. as if he had seen her dad in her each word.
“don’t worry anagha, uncle will be fit and fine soon” Amol’s words made her smile..

That day, He understood why “dad” is called as the first hero in each girls life…
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