FOUR HOURS of BOREDOM...!!

PROLOGUE------->>>
THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO A GIRL (my former friend)  OF B.TECH-BIOTECH...............IT WAS THE LAST DAY OF OUR  1ST  INTERNAL EXAMS OF 2ND SEMESTER..................SO ALL HOSTLERS WERE ALL SET TO LEAVE FOR THEIR HOME....

AS SHE BELONGED TO GHAZIABAD, SHE OFFERED ME A LIFT IN HER TATA SUMO TO MODINAGAR.......................................BUT BEFORE THAT, SHE HAD A LITTLE PIECE OF WORK IN MEERUT...SO SHE ASKED ME TO WAIT IN COLLEGE FOR ABOUT HALF AN HOUR................................

I AGREED.......................IT WAS 12 NOON...

TIME WAS PASSING..........tick....tick......

1 O'CLOCK......:o :o

1.05......1.10......1.15......1.20......1.25.....1.26.....1.27....1.28.....1.29.....1.30 :o :o ENOUGH!!!!

I CALLED HER........THIS WAS "A MOMENT OF SHOCK".....HER SISTER RECEIVED HER PHONE (IN GHAZIABAD)....--"SHE IS AT HOME....CAME AT 1.10".....haaaawwww!!!! She ditched me..!!!!! :O :P

I WAS FEELING GIDDINESS THAT DAY..UNABLE TO GO BACK HOME ALONE.....TILL THEN, ALL OF MY COULLEAGUES, WHO ASKED ME TO JOIN THEM WHILE GOING BACK HOME, HAD ALREADY LEFT.....B'COZ I HAD DENIED FOR THE SAME :( .......THE BIGGEST MISTAKE I EVER MADE:o:o..

NOW I WAS ALL ALONE IN THE COLLEGE...

My eyes were looking for a figure to accompany me in my hour of boredom...:O:O.........But could not find even a single one.......the ether was silent.....though seemed as if giggled on my fate....:O It was not only the ether,,,but also the flora...:( :(

Once again....An effort to catch someone...:O :O but where!!!!!!!!!!! :O :O mmm mmm...yess CANTEEN....!!

EMPTY.....:(

Now MY ANXIETY HAD CROSSED ITS ALARMING LEVEL.....but what could have been done now!!!!!!!!...I HAD TO SPEND THE REMAINING 4 HOURS IN COLLEGE......bu how!!!!! : O :O :O  :O

So..............................:) ;)

A quest for college bus.....!!!! mmm...mmmmm!! aahaaa...got it....

WHILE I WAS SITTING IN MY COLLEGE BUS, I PENNED A POEM DEDICATED TO WHAT SHE DID TO ME......

HERE IT IS.........

That day I felt as if,

All sorts of miseries of life had pervaded me.

An hour of waiting,

Followed by three hours spent in repenting.

I tried to come to limelight,

I endeavored to speak out my plight.

But I had become like a withered leaf,

For she had betrayed me that was the only grief.

My soul had been strangled in the bog of treacherous world,

The sole world seemed to be sanguinary of innocence,

This universal truth in my eyes was still blurred.

I had no time for repentance.

A sense of avenge had filled my sacred heart,

How profound the truth does hurt.

I promised myself to be as the whole world is,

The existing parsimony, meanness and silliness taunted me like honeybees.

I cursed myself for the moment,

When I suffered waiting in the scorching heat.

Still when I recall the moment,

The moment that occurred to me as a juncture of life,

Makes my soul vehement.

To defeat her heart with comment’s knife.

I had set my eyeballs at the door for her in anticipation,

And lastly succeeded in my innocence’s cremation.

Lulled by four hours of boredom,

Made my heart again humdrum.

A lesson to learn from it would be a bit hard,

Would I be able to evade from the innocence’s orchard!!

                                                                           

                                                                                                   KHUSHBOO KANSAL

                                                                                                   23^rd FEB,08 [AT 1400 HRS]