"The Crush"My entry for the Get Published contest

The appetiser:-

    'the dead drunk night and what followed-??.....impulsive drinking and unconsciously messing up at Ur 'to be' gf's house standing on the wide terrace~'

Amidst the buzzing corridors of the college a blue eyed boy stared at me and i suddenly flushed red realising i had just looked away from him.Oh!there were many with the dazed stare but this one meant embarrassment.I timidly smiled at a passing comment of my friend beside, lest she should know i hadn't heard her.........The first days of college where our thoughts raced with new seeking goals and hearts pacing with the passion.Left into the wild i felt......when i dropped in directly from a Missionary, where silence was tradition, ladylike was everywhere.Into a new world where i hated addressing the newest of challenges
'LOVE'.  An erratic love story and yet weirdly impulsive.

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an overview:

the main protagonists in this story are a girl and a boy.
The striking feature would be their clashing personalities which weirdly blend to leave a
tangy feel....the today's scorned 'love'-where fights are on sms s and long conversations on phones.
Our lady here is afreash , she's only heading the college gates and a lot awaits her.Her life
changes in little time and the demanding schedule needs ample adjustments.Thrown into a completely new environment from the silent corridors it is a big challenge!It is hard to cope up with 
the urban culture if ur from rural areas.But here was tamed to wild-life.She's in a koed,the decibel levels are constantly high,people laugh like jack-ass and stare at a girl in skirt, she thinks.
Through her college life the various aspects of life are highlighted.She falls into the dangerous trap of 'love' but not realising it!She dejects her feelings and betrays herself....realisation is yet to dawn.
The boy is undaunted,honest,impulsive but mostly he's transparent.He's a campus active guy and this is easy reason for notice.His dead drunk night and the events that follow are completely hillarious!
Two weirdly Contrasting characters fall for the other and in the craziest of ways!The blue-eyed  boy casual to relations carelessly finds himself another attractive lady but he knows not 
how she differs until late. The girl having the strongest of characters, takes the worst 
of challenges.It is admirable how her qualities easily attract any reader.But she is falling
all through her academic life in college for one of the most popular boys she hasn't seen 
much of but heard and read a lot of.He's a campus active guy and this is easy reason for notice.
Her amazing masculine feminism might make you scorn but some real reasons why they(girls) turn away can be so much more captivating.How she's simply fond of this guy because what's in him is outside too!Simply because he listens to his heart.....which she couldn't and will regret a lifetime!
Another BTECH curriculum but the girl is not here by choice!
Both of them are very talented and beyond anything they admire each others qualities.The fests,,excursions all bring upon incidents which compare the impact of today's technology and the total lookout of generation-Y. THe comparison of  today's and yesterday's love-their intensities and changes have been highligted.
The weirdly impulsive love story keeps one busy revealing human psychology and then a jolt of reality!She has seen a world beyond women-she faces lust in college but now she's a victim of a gang rape.After her stay till recovery she's still haunted....she returns to her desolated house.The stigma she fights everytime, she runs from those prying eyes, she hates male and at times she remembers those innocent blushes.The socio-economic status of india is highlighted which is so vulnerable and the candle marches.The stage was set for the duo before the hinous deed....now she fears intolerance,her confidence has been crushed completely.Here she gets an offer of persuing the course of her dreams.....

.....Her eyes meet his again,she tries of run away but her hand is held back! 



Some EXTRACTS:     (a poem->my denial(click here))
'had it not been for the music but we were already there,dancing.....my favorite contemporary'.I for the sake of embarrassment had tried a few steps but it was no good......he seemed to read my mind.He smiled,held my hand placed them on his shoulder.....i must have turned red!A leg split which we had learnt during basic gymnastic helped and with the flow we continued.I don't remember what we danced but i do remember the warm stare....when i didn't realise how it was over and claps filled in.' //
'i lay amazed at the call...it blinked his name.....as if i adored it!....what he said abruptly left me shocked!I quickly leaned on my window sill trying to look up to see him-the pipe was just next.What way would he take i thought.After 15mins i rang him now tensed of what had become of him!He sounded defeated....but calmly said he was finding ways of coming down.I slowly closed the door behind and went towards the terrace.He called and said,"which one's ur's?".He couldn't recognise my room...he had never come before....infact he didn't know my address.....wait a minute did he sound drunk?!!!!!.'
....'the rain washed streets lay wide awake and my phone buzzed away in my hand flashing the light in the dark.The winter cold night gazing at my lonely self as i searched into the plane silent lanes.My little sister was right here some moments back!Suddenly... through the mist a desperate light flashed on my face.....i closed my eyes ...and moments later through the slits i could see a largely built figure approaching  me!'.........'Who was it?my heart beats surged up as i fainted i think//////
.........'in front of me like an ending horizon......the familiar feeling,the uncomfortable truth......the time would freeze every single time when i saw him......an eye contact and an odd smile......and then those awkward 2mins would be over.In and out i avoided those meets, i think he did too but did i actually?....i was still clueless about the answers.....'////////
/////She had read in the morning newspapers Delhi gang-rape case: After dumping girl, six accused had tried to crush her .-"Damini", her weak lips murmured!Perhaps she wanted to fight.....MORE!She's faced the worst of incidents a girl may face.....the contact is cut......but were it real the cord must meet.....and is she pure any longer-is she worth it?-The questions encroached every sane moment and she often cried out in pain,in revolt of helplessness......a cry to the LOSING HUMANITY!//////

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INSPIRATION?
-Me , the soul me!Being terribly selfish.My friends, my family and the very idea of finding the perfect hero in the true sense........In today's date very few do it for work sake but for appreciation including me.Very few still stand up against all odds , very few are differently abled and that is not physically impaired what the genY has given a new meaning to- patriotism,faith,brotherhood,honesty.In fact how many of us can look into the eyes of the literally physically disabled?What have we done with the hand we have?Ruthlessly killed our souls to attain money and power.-taken BRIBERY?Celebrating the actual spirit of Y-generation that doesn't pay heed to caste,creed,religion,sex,colour,race.....in all, honouring all the brave ones! 
Why i highlight the character of the girl is to say a change,a revolutionary change is a part of us now.....and that will say how the lookout changes,what reasons you have.....How candle marches have men and women on the streets......and how the matter takes on personally!Words have driven us to independence may be mine could help to get back humanity!


                                                                                              (What Makes This Story ‘Real’ )
                                                                                              WHAT IT MEANS TO ME?

-What can something mean to someone when a part of his/her life has been shared publicly?It means a lot of boldness to me.It means complete faith in today's youth to let go of such a part open to all criticism.And the best part it means pouring a lot of secrets on the web pages instead of my diary in which lay the rest!
//note:some facts as the rape is nt evidently what I've completely faced but been in a vulnerable position and have been exploited too!-this experience allows me to know the thoughts of a lady in danger and the anger that whelms up in her mind and heart....the details shall be in the book.Words can make u fight....may be mine can                      bring back humanity-the missing India. Today the complaints are about the raising rape cases but the question is was it lesser before or was it subdued behind the curtains?


Endnote: This is my entry for the http://www.indiblogger.in/getpublished/, which is run with inputs from http://www.yashodharalal.com/ and  http://www.harpercollins.co.in/

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