METAMORPHOSIS----THE CHANGE

I reached the Kasargod Railway station early morning, One of my father’s friend(His name is Rajendran) was friend was waiting for me there in the station .But my eyes were in search of my parents ,but I was not able to see them there .I asked him .”Uncle where is my father and mother?”
“Hey your father cant travel much ,he is there in my home ,let’s move ,” he replied. Even though I was aware of ma fathers illness, I never wanted to hear about that .It makes me too much emotional. I moved with him in to his car. We started our journey to his home .In between he told me that ,I am admitted to my new school, Chinmaya Vidyalaya ,at a place called Kanhangad .We reached his home .It was just a journey of 15 min .It was a rented house .It was raining outside .He took an umbrella from his car and gave it to me .it was a two storied building I was confused whether to go upstairs or to stay there itself .(a stair was provided f outside the house ).He pointed his hands towards that stair .I took my bag and moved. The door was closed .I knocked the door. I expected my mother to open the door, and as I expected she opened the door..i gave a smile and she received me with a pleasant smile(I know how much tensed and sad she was) .i went inside my dad was in bed .Looked at me and smiled and asked about my journey. After that we talked for a while regarding my studies. He told that the school is nearly 30 km far from kasargod and I have to go in bus. He also told me that “we will shift from kasargod to Kanhagad within a week, till then we are supposed to live here”.
Next day early morning I left to kanhangad, to my new school with my parents. There is a temple near to school .the gate watch man smiled at me .I moved in slowly .to the school compound .I felt like an alien...A new atmosphere, looked at my father’s face and blinked my eyes and prepared myself to adjust the situations. I must perform well, my mind said .I went in to the principals cabin and she asked me to join the classes immediately..MY class room was in the second floor .I entered the classroom .Everyone in the class stared at me .some people smiled at me; some of them were starting still. I searched for a seat to sit.At last I found one .It was the last bench .One guy asked me to sit there .His name is Aswin K.P .We call him K.P in short. He is really a nice guy .I understood it when I started talking to him .He was ambitious, that’s what I felt. Some girls were murmuring and laughing .But one girl started interacting with me, her name is Deepa. The day went like that I tried to smile at everyone even though my mind was disturbed..I started studying very hard .The days went like that ,In between people started interacting with me ,even my classmates ..but some guys very against me .Even now I don’t know the reason. But I only knew one thing they never liked me talking with Deepa .She was my best friend in my class. She helped me in my studies ,Even Aswin and Avinash helped me a lot in my studies.
I still remember an unforgettable incident in my schooldays in chinmaya.It was an English class going on ,in which our English lecturer Mr Rakesh was teaching as the play “the Julius Caesar”. He asked us a question and asked me to answer it . I was not concentrating in the class. Even he asked to some other guys .They also didn’t answered .He asked us to come forward .I went like that ,but my friends were hesitating to come .I was wondered. Sir asked me to turn, I turned…OH MY GOD ,AMMA(MOTHER) ,I shouted ……..HE slapped me from my Back side .It was really an unforgettable painful blow that I ever got ..then I understood why my classmates hesitated to come forward .Becoz of that slap I learned English in a very nice manner..hehe .i feel like laughing when I write this here … thank u SIR for that mind blowing blow….
I am a tabla player !!!,sum of my friends might be knowing this. So I was a part of school choir .There were many girls in our group ,among that a girl ,she took my heart !!!!....haha. she was my second love…She was a versatile genius..She was damn nice according to me .I approached Deepa for this case ..And asked her to help me in this relation .She told yes and I was too happy …But I was conscious about my situation .I tried to concentrate in my studies a lot …I frequently visited Deepa’s house as well as Avinash’s house ..They were really gr8 .I thank them for supporting me a lot..I used to take my lunch from a hotel opposite to that girls house ..OHHHHHHHHHH I forgot to tell her name .She is CHANDINI..:D..So One day deepa told this thing to her …and Chandini stopped talking to me. I was totally upset..i felt really bad and I thought of saying sorry to her ..I think She told this things to her mom..After that I stopped going to her home …The days passed away….I became very close to my junior students …I mean the 9th standard students, Chandini was a 9th standard student.Those people were just like my siblings… (Except CHANDINI)….I really miss them now…So the school anniversary date came .I was also a part of the programmes .I was supposed to perform a duet song with Deepa ..We started practicing..I was too much interested in the practice session as I will be able to see Chandini ..And it was really a nice celebration (ANNUAL DAY CELEBRATION).We enjoyed a lot ..But Chandini is still a mystery for me ..I think after that I hardly talked to her..I loved her ,but am not sure what happened to that love …But I was totally changed …My exams went nicely and I was sure that I will get nice marks ..But the only thing which haunted me is Chandini .She went in to the darkness .After that I have not seen her …She never said anything to me …Another tragic end for my love haha…..
Words cannot express the grief one feels when one loses love. Then again, wise words can heal wounds and help us reflect on the tragedy. If you have undergone a personal loss -- the loss of love or of a loved one –then do one thing take a deep breath and say ALL IS WELL…