The Real Blinds

I parked my bike near the gate and started walking in. "Hamein 10th class ke bacho se milna hai" asked my mum. An old man, came out from the guard's room and we followed them. I saw 4-5 kids playing cricket with a plastic ball with ghungroos in it and a big flat wooden piece was made a bat. As the old man approached near kids, they stopped throwing the ball and greeted, "Namaste Taauji". We all were walking silently. The kids could feel us too. I was amazed with their senses.

Whatever the people say to them, but I can never consider them blind. They were not. They had an extraordinary sense that was overcoming their disability. As soon as we entered the room, some boys were listening to an audio cd, some were busy in punching the paper. Mummy said "Hello beta, pehchano kaun?" All the boys shouted "Rashmi madam!!!". Mummy met those kids 6 months ago! when they were having exam in mummy's school. I was amazed of their brain and shameful too. As many times I use to forget even the name of the person I m talking to. But just by voice, they recognized her. Seriously, they were different and better than us. They could feel me though I was silent and still. Then I introduced myself. The boys standing there talking with mummy moved their hands towards me for a handshake. That was really amazing to see how they could know where I was standing just by my voice.

We talked with them for almost 15-20 minutes, then we moved out. Mummy was talking to me. A small kid came and wished mummy "Namaste madam". I was silent, because I actually had no words to say. I was speechless. The boy was following us. As I looked back, the kid stopped and wished me too as "Namaste sir ji". I was just stunned! How could a blind know the genders of a person passing by them.

They should not be called as a "BLIND". We get scared even if we are in darkness for even few seconds. And those kids, their whole life is dark. But they were smiling, happy, playing, singing and believe it or not, they are more intelligent than us. They are not blind. It is WE who are blind that we cannot see the happiness in our life.

Still... I love you

I was waiting for him at our favrt ice cream parlour. I was feeling restless. Not in a mood of thick shake. When he called me up, he was upset. Something was wrong with him. Looking at the table nearby, some friends were enjoying cold coffee. I lost into the days when I met him first time. I came with shefu didi to get his friend an idol for his lil sis. I still remember that he wore a yellow loose shirt with baggy jeans. A geek specks and beard. He was a mess was my first thought.. He just said hii to me and went busy talking with Shefu. I took strawberry shake. They both had chocolate shake. I was feeling irritated. He gave me and shefu fruit n nuts. I just said that I hate chocolates. He exclaimed... "Koi chocolate bhi hate karta hai???" He teased me in our whole meeting. The guy became a confusion for me...  Was he really a geek?
My past walkover was soon broke up by mobile ring. It was Dhiraj. He told me that he is struck in traffic jam.  Will be reaching the shop soon. I have never seen him so eager. Something definitely was wrong with him. I was worried for him.
It was still an amazement for Shefu didi how I got feeling for Dhiraj. Bcoz we never met much. I just chatted generally with him mostly as Shefali... All I knew that it is not necessary that you can love a person only if you meet him daily. I said the same to didi. Didi consoled me that she will try to convince Dhiraj for the same. I was happy.. Shefali was the best sis anyone can get. Next day didi planned choco shakewith Dhiraj as they used to. This time I too joined them. As didi was to start my topic. He told us that he got in relationship and suddenly a girl entered and joined us. Dhiraj introduced us to Isha. I was feeling like crying aloud. But I had to control. I congratulated the couple and went off the parlour saying that I had some work. Shefu understood the problem. She also went behind me to control me. I just kept crying sitting back on activa on all the way to home. That was the worst time of my life. Even today I get goosebumps thinking those days.
Somehow I adjusted with the situation and tried to move on. Don't know how but Dhiraj and me became good friends. All I wanted to check if Dhiraj is happy. That was my only wish. Yes he was happy with Isha. From that day, I left the city for higher studies and went away from Dhiraj. 2 years had been passed since. But it was been felt like it happened yesterday. Don't know from where Dhiraj got my number. I was choked up when I heard his voice. He just told that he wanted to meet me urgently. Shefu was on honeymoon so I had to handle this situation alone. Each and every event of my past was running like a movie. Then someone in a hurry entered the almost empty parlour. It was him. He was with red eyes and much weak. I just stood on my seat to run and hug him tightly. But somehow I controlled. He came near me and hugged me and started crying. I was happy because Dhiraj hugged me. But sad because He was crying. I can't see him crying. I still don't know why tears started flowing from my eyes. I asked him the matter. "Anju... Isha left me... She says that she loves someone else...." and again he hugged me and cried. I didn't cared all the staring audience at the parlour. I hugged him tightly and cried with him. All I wanted to do was to say him that Still.... I love you...