The unfinished story

Here I’m … thinking of what to blog ?.

It’s the same confusion I had when I decided to write a story during my college days.

Those were the days I was trying hard to fit into different shoes … as a cricketer ..as an artist .. as a photographer … was just trying to find a medium to express myself.

Then one fine day I decided to be a novelist.

Ok fine .. now what to write ?? I was looking around me for some characters , some incidents which can help me develop a story. Like every writer , I wanted make my story a little different with an unusual story line.

What about a campus love story with a twist?.

(A different campus love story? ..Come on you must be kidding !!! ).

Here comes the heroine ….

We had an old age home inside our college campus . It may sound ironic but it’s true. It had few old people who were rich but a burden to their kids.

One day on the way to the cricket nets , I saw this old ,short lady walking alone briskly . I have seen the old people from the old age home walking inside the campus in the evenings.

We were both punctual and cross each other almost the same time in the weekdays. After few days she started smiling at me. I had seen MS Subbulakshmi’s smile in the photographs . She had the same smile .. umm atleast 80% . I liked that smile anyway .

( Don’t let your imagination fly high .. you perverts !! This is not the twist).

Here comes the hero …

One day when I crossed I noticed a old man with her. She didn’t forget to give me that smile . I felt she smiled a bit broader .. I felt even she blushed a little !!

Is that her husband ? No way !! I have never seen her with the bindi on .

My imagination kicked off .. how will it be if they fall in love ? I’m got the story !!

What’s the role for me ? .. a supporting role should be fine !!

Here’s the storyline I finally came out with ...

• Our friendship ( me and that old lady ) . She was abandoned by her kids and I don’t have a family .
  
• Their friendship (that old lady and the old man ) . Both of them are alone and in need of some company .
• Then both of them fall in love and decided to marry .
• Their families oppose their marriage decision and separate them.
• Then I help them out .They get married and I adopt them as my father and mother and we all live happily.

I know most of you would be laughing after reading this story line. But I believed this can impress people if I can narrate it properly.

What’s gonna be the title ? . Nothing came up in my mind . I decided to think about the title after I finish the story . It was a good decision !!

One fine day ..I started writing and finished the first bullet above in my storyline. Just 6 pages. I did an ‘internal review’ of what I wrote … umm felt ok .. But felt like I have to wordsmith a little.

I remember that day … I returned back to my hostel after the practice. The smell of chicken gravy hit my nose. It should be a Tuesday or a Thursday. That’s when they serve us chicken in the hostel mess for the dinner.

I heard lot of sound coming out of my room. I thought the boys were having some beer and are getting ready to taste the chicken.

I was little embarrassed to see my story papers in their hands. They were just waiting for me to make fun of. I just listened to all their comments. None of them were positive. I felt so humiliated. But I’m blessed with a face which shows no feelings even if it’s a volcano that’s erupting in me. I just grabbed all those papers .. tore them into pieces in front of them.

The next day I was back to normal. As usual I saw the lady on the way to the cricket nets. But the old man was not there with her . She still smiled ! Back to reality !!