Love part I

Hi, I'm going to describe what and all I've experienced in life; the Pleasures & the Pains and how I live again.

As you have read in my first post how I was like in the part of life before accident. I wrote about being messing with girlfriends & all such stuff that many people - especially the parents - dub as cheap. Now I should be telling about the pleasures I experienced with my experiments with love and the pains which followed the pleasures in a tow.

I won't name any boy or girl specifically but would use false names for all of them. So I'll start with all of them starting with my childhood best friend, Abhinav. Abhinav & I shared a cordial relation for over 7 years till he changed. You can say that he displayed what all humans do - a transitive nature. He & I shared the same first two schools - NPS Karnal till third standard and then DSPS, sec-7 branch of Karnal till 7th standard. The second school was too distant from my home in the N.D.R.I. Campus. Abhinav too used to live here but shifted out to sec-8 part 2 which was incidentally a fair bit close to sec-7.

The fourth standard went particularly ordinary with both me & him performing similar at school. But the fifth standard was a turning point - there was the entry of Aniketa Sood to standard 5th B and the young Atul was corrupted by the flavor of love. I didn't propose her till the very end of our +2. And when I did, I received a much predictable 'No way, I always took you as a casual friend, you disappoint me! Don't ever call me again.

But Aniketa wasn't the first girl I proposed. She was extremely cute for sure, I am a boy, I had proposed a girl before proposing Aniketa. Bharti Singla was the girl. She was cute as well. Her eyes seemed to hide a secret behind the lids. I proposed her during my +1, a crucial stage in the life of all teenagers in which they must study the hardest especially if they're in Non-Medical science stream like I was. I heard my first 'not interested' that time. I never again talked directly to her, even when she later ended up in the same college and class as me.

Bhanupriya Chopra, oh what I should & what I shouldn't tell about her! She was the first girl who loved me back. I came on talking terms with Bhanupriya because of Aniketa - as I sought to get a 'setting' made with the latter through Bhanupriya.

Cheap. I wrote & composed a song for Aniketa. Not so cheap.
Aniketa never talked to me again. Neutral.
She couldn't listen live to the song.
Bhanupriya liked the song. Even better.
We - Bhanu & me - got committed to each other at the end of our +2. Though, she posed a demand for another song. I composed again. Dream started.

She said yes. Along started the kiss period. I composed another song.

Results were out. I fared just below average and Bhanu had her score even lower than mine. I got myself biotechnology at CiTM (now better known as MRIU), FBD & she could only manage biotechnology in ACE at Mithapur.
I tried to cover up the physical distance by travelling around 300 kilometers (up & down) every other weekend for the sake of meeting her.

We started quarreling on phone-calls. Still we managed to brighten up the relationship.

But the relationship was doomed to fail as the scores I was getting fairly followed a downward slope and mind it - no girl likes a failure, let alone love. I tried to mend the relation with my fourth song which promised something blurry. The relation carried on a few days forward. But ultimately it was time. She was disillusioned that it was not the love she imagined and I too was broken with my concept of love shattered into pieces. Out came the fifth song from me, fourth one for the relation - but this time it was in anger & despair, not in love like my other songs.

**********END OF LOVE PART I***********

I Lived, Am Living, Will Thrive - My Past, My Present, My Plans

Bad news for all ill-wishers out there, I, Atul Kaushal survived that day, am living today & will thrive tomorrow. What I've succeeded in achieving is not only a new lease to my life - toiling harder to keep myself up in the shining snowflakes on the top, but also that I've discovered an expertise for weaving stories - not just telling lies, that's an old one - but I've found a good writer inside me, who depends on my grammatical expertise & a friendly vocabulary in the easiest foreign language for Indians. I've recovered significantly from my accident and though it has left me partially disabled, I'm again able to run, at least at 75% of swiftness I used to.

I'm outperforming many at the class given my poor recent memory after my accident. For that I've to go that extra-length.

And among my other developments is an achievement that very few are able to achieve. I've written a novel & am writing two others. While the first one of them has been completed and is inspired partially by my real life, I plan others to be entirely based on my creative imagination.

They're so named:

1. 7 Seconds [Completed; Edited; Formatted; Conveys many hidden social messages; Waiting to be published by a nice publisher]
2. Number 23 [Presently started; planned to be a short novel with a youth-oriented theme]
3. 5 Day Meaning [Presently started; planned to be a different novel with a story line off-the-leak]
4. Varsha [Planned to be completely a Sci-fi with a difference]

Let me explain better, I started writing the first one after I was inspired by my mother to write about my life-threatening accident in a paragraph for my college magazine. But when I completed the college magazine paragraph, the writer inside me came out and it transformed into a young-adult-fiction novel which was a teenage-guide book for the starting chapters taking clues from my own life, with romance chapters & sci-fi filling it up in the middle & I ended it like a thriller.

The second one is a not-so-short story about a guy who as a young boy develops a dislike for his birth date, his roll number, his school van number & his house number and as an adult dislikes his age 23, the day his 23rd crush says 'no' to his proposal & this turns into a mental patient driven mad by the number. So this one is a psychotic thriller.

Days pass in many youngsters' lives thinking about "What should I do after my bachelor's?" I plan this novel to be presented as an answer - The Armed Forces - and as I think of it to be set in the 1990's after recovery from the economic crunch. That would be my third novel.

The fourth one is planned to be a romantic sci-fi which again focuses on time and it's value. Time-travel, love & side-effects take the center-stage in this one.

Alright I've revealed many plans about expanding my hobby of writing into a profession tomorrow. Now I should tell the readers about my current topmost priority of immediate interest, other priorities & my current status in life.

I'd take up the various fields of my life and tell in rough detail about each one of them.

Firstly, I should tell you about my music. Well now as you read this blog-post, you must be well-aware of my hobby of music and might have listened to some music that I created. I've composed ten proper songs till date. Of these ten, few are also on my YouTube Channel and another handful are yet to be recorded.

Secondly, I should be telling you about my current topmost priority till 2015 ends - Studies. Well I didn't do good enough in my studies till I was made to realize its importance by time - I met with a serious road-accident on the NH-1 near Samalkha (Panipat District, Indian state of Haryana). The accident was life-threatening & life-transforming at the same time. I've recovered significantly but was designated as permanently 42% disabled - I limp slightly, can't climb down stairs as swiftly as I used to and find general difficulty overall in movement. Whatever it be like, I don't fear anything. I've always been a fighter and didn't give up under conditions much tougher than any subject that I'm to read in my course. I plan to do at least a master degree after my bachelors.

Thirdly, my relationship status. Single forever. Yes. The farce of my last relationship with that cute girl has left me wakeful that what should a human being's preferences generally be in an age when there're distractions aplenty. Career. Yes. Career should be at any girl's or boy's focus at this young-adult age. Ambient conditions for focusing properly on one's career include this single status. I don't say that there're no other options and people can't maintain their committed relationship statuses for long, but I'm among those people who shouldn't waste their time in relationships. I should focus on two of my oldest living relationships with my parents.

Fourthly, my health. My health is quite better than the days I used to be in the ICU and I'm quite comfortable enough though I feel the difference than before my accident with every step that I take.

I conclude this post with the titular message - I'll live again.