Everyday..going to work i start my train ride...near Penn Station..close to my home.
As i get on board and take a place either standing or sitting.. it reminds me of that one moment, when we first stepped on the train ride called life on earth. Not knowing which form or shape we come into existence. nor have a choice to choose between being rich or poor, good or bad, fortunate or misfortune..Its something similar to getting a seat on a train ride or not. Its called opportunity.. Life is full of opportunities and the message that it gives or convey is all about what we can comprehend.
Coming back to the topic of Lost love.. As the train starts moving.. i tend to think..of the past..taking my journey back into being a student. To all a little about myself...I hail from India. and grew up in Hyderabad almost for 23 yrs. The experience of growing up in a vibrant Indian sub-continent is amazing.. Let it be for food, clothes that we wear, people we mingle with..Also culture and diversity..is totally a unique experience in one's life time. I happen to spend my childhood in a middle class neighbor hood. The stage is set in time around 1987.
For those who grew up in those days are very familiar with how Hyderabad, India.. was shaping up to be a big city..life was so predictable. The festivals that we enjoyed, the time that we spent during summer holidays. Ganesh chathurthi. the small breaks that we use to get due to communal violence or unrest in city....to name a few....is extremely nostalgic. I take a sneak peek from Na Autograph movie...a Telugu song...
Coming to summer activities ...Let it be watching movies in the afternoon..playing games indoor or outdoor. Drinking Sugarcane juice from street side vendors or eating mangoes..All these memories are integral part of the every hustle and bustling city...no matter what... we enjoyed every single moment with friends and family.
During this time..when i first met my friend on a game of cricket. usually played on the streets.. we never had a choice of having a playground nor a sports related activities in school. Mostly its always studying for school or exams. So games where played after coming from school and between tuition breaks.. Never had a chance to consider a girl as a friend, since the society is pretty conservative.. talking to girl or making friends with a girl is almost considered forbidden..
Coming to the Main character in this story..I use to call him "VK" Here i shall name him "Vineeth"...He was a simple but charming personality, not expecting much from life.. Just live up to the moment and just the small joys of life that every youngster has at a tender age of 12.. not aware of how love is going to enter ones fate in future...
As time passes by and so the days of teenage enters ones life.. body, mind changes..feeling of a new life comes to existence..
Its very emotional moment..mind has to be focused on studies but heart makes It hard to resist watching a beautiful girl pass by your side..what mixed feeling it would have on a teen's heart..
life feels so much like this song...kya karoon from wake up sid..
Having spent time with friends talking about sports , books and fellow students.. never before we had a topic about a special person entering someones life and that being a girl. or we ever bothered..until then. I take guidance from this song from Masoom..a very good one. for more details..
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Now that teen age has arrived, Vineeth, notices things changing around him, guys start noticing girls as angels and girls see boys as a bunch of freaks..
After a while, As a coincidence.. Vineeth moves to a apartment next to kavya's.. Maybe fate had it this way..It gives opportunities to the unexpected.
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