Life Let's Share

aswqaaxza007 · #1 (**permalink**) 02-29-2008, 02:01 AM

IN MEMORY OF SHEFFALI(1 Feb 1989 - 6July 2007)
When I was born? What happened? Who did I first see? I don't remember any of those. But there are many I do. Let me share it with you.
Little is my family My Father- very caring, abit stright and a lot joyful,
My Mother sensitive, emotional and funny
My Bro- He is short tempered, helps only me(no one else)and dosen't talks much.
Till 1st class, life didn't had much of maths. Science was a mystery and notthing was in History.
I was a kid, very innocent one like all the other children.
But life started to show up, and innocense started to grow up.
I wasn't gonna let my innocense go, till grade 5th when a new school I went to.
Everyone was a stranger, it felt so bitter. I started to find some familier faces, but only saw new. Then giving up the search, I introduced myself to others, just like any new child do.
No one seemed interested, eveyone stared, but I managed to find 3 new gears.
These three friend I will introduce to you as they introduced themselves to me too.
The first one was a bit fat, Arjit was his name. That's it he told me.
The second one said a little:"My name is Nick, its a pleasure to meet you, my dad is in coast guard and I hardly see him, he calls me Nick as others do but my full name is Nickson, and its a pleasure to meet you".
The third one was a bit shy, she only said "hi! my name is sheffali, and.... an... a..a..".
All were cute and al were nice and these were the only ones I knew, till I went to next grade, 4+2. Someone pushed me as I entered the class and I asked him the reason for that. He called me brat and I punched him in the stomach for that.
Everyone started to be my friend and I came to knew everyone then. The fear of being new ended and I became a bully that everyone wanted. I bullied till the next year but never gave up the class performance, neither in studies nor in sports gear.
I became everyones favourite, all teachers liked me too, but I left the bully business cause I did something bad to a boy youngerthan me, whose elder brother I beated up, cause he didn't slauted me. The young boy said I was a bad boy, for me at that moment that was a sound of joy. He then called me a looser,and kicked him till he dropped, when I realised what had I done the boy was on pain and blood all over his torn shirt, which was white but became red, cause of blood that flew from his busted head till the knee which I kicked at.
I then left this bully business, never to hurt anyone outsie the ring again. But that day came too soon, just after 9 or 10 days, I had to beat a goon. It was recess, I had my sandwitch, which I wasn't in mood to eat, when I saw a boy bully a child. I went to him and asked what was wrong, he pushed me and said your glory days are gone. I asked him to leave the child, he insted punched him on the nose. This made me mad and I punched him right-back, he fell in tears and started to apologise,but the child was unconcious and no one came to help by. I took him to our PTI who then took him to hospital after examining in school medical care.
That day onwards I only bullied over bullies. Got beaten many times. Broke my leg, my hand several times. But I didn't cared, my parents were scared.
It all stopped in class 10 when there was Boards Examination.
We all qalified the test, with good marks.
I too got 82% and was able to opt medical as a choice of subjects, for class 11th.
Sheffali and Nick helped me and I helped them. We all took the sam subjects and helped each other to study. Arjit took different subject and choose a different school. Everything was going fine, I cleared 12th and got addmission in 4 colleges. Nick and sheffali also cleared. But Nick choose to go to other country to have a better future. He want to Australia.

Every thing seemed fine, date of college addmission came near by.
I and Sheffali ware going to mall to do some shopping and I decided to go on her scooty, which she did not insisted. She still asked me to take the car, but I refused, cause I had never driven a scooty before and this seemed to be my day.
In the way a car driving worng way came straight at us and hit us just a bit. The speed of scooty was slow, we fell though. I was lying down on the road, the car had hit me on the right foot. Suddenly I was pushed. And I got a hit on my right hand by the truck just behind us. She had pushed me out of the truckes way. She saved my life but the truck draged her almost 9m away, I was in shock. And eveything started to shake and went black.
I opened my eyes in a car. Someone among the people present there, was taking me to the the hospital in his car. He was young and my hand was hurting like hell. I stared to shout in pain and he said were almost there. One morning about thirteen days later sister told me that the guy driving the car had an heart attact, that's why he lost the controll over his car and died in his car cause of that, while the truck driver ran away.
That was the day and it had been thirteen days of her death when I went to her house. I was barely able to walk, bit of my mind insisted not to even try to walk. I reached her house in a hospital van and as soon as I entered the house, shef's mother came rushing to me took me to her room and open the door. Then she went away. I entered sheff's room for the first time, and everywhere I could see I saw my pictures, photographs and portraits hanging on wall, on her study table and even in her cubbord.
I saw her diary, pink in colour(i hate pink) and had her name on it.
She had writted much about, actually only about me from the day we met.
Her favourite colour were blue and pink but she lied to me that her favourite colour was black, which is my fav colour.
Her mother came to about an hour or so and said 'forget her, never to remember her, live your life happly, from now on your life is not only yours its her gift to you, always be happy'. She bursted in tears and ran away.

Its been about 6 months now, I will go to college this year. I am still recovering.
I promised myself never to let any girl take her place. I promiced to her I will never let any girl get near me, nor will I ever marry. I also choose to be a genetic engineer rather than becoming a doctor because she always wanted to be genetic engineer.
She liked computers, pc games, bloging chatting so I am doing it for her.

I dedicated my life to my father, mother, brother and sheffali.

If you have anything to share please share with us.
(most of this is written in poetic manner cause I couldn't told you other wise.)

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