Braindead-Rebirth of Wisdom and Prowess

It started with Mr. Shekhar and Mrs. Shanu Oberoy who was a known business couple as they running the business in construction Australia and was living in the duplex bungalow. By the grace of God, they were having every luxury in their life except their own blood child. Mrs. Oberoy always felt sorry for this. She used to do fasts and worshipped lord Shiva and wish for a baby in her arms. They were originally from Gujrat (India). Once they decided to visit their Penates temple in Gujrat, Nageshvara Jyotirlinga temple situated at Dwarka. The couple performed all the prayer service rituals. After that, the priest gave them hope and blessings for their happy and prosperous future. One day, after coming from India, surprisingly the news came out for which all were waiting for was Mrs. Oberoy is pregnant. Everyone was happy. Mrs. Shanu took very care of herself and Mr. Oberoy too. The expected mother used to sing, draw, and read spiritual stuff to get a healthy and happy baby. The day arrived when Mrs. Shanu gave birth to a baby boy. Her dream came true and all the prayers she and her husband did for this child turned into reality. The pair took the child to the home and started planning a naming ceremony. They decided to keep the baby’s name as “Ghyana” means ‘Knowledge’. It was inspired by the priest who met them at Dwarka (India). He was very knowledgeable with a positive philosophical perception towards life, a spontaneous, non-egoistic person. The two were very happy with the child. Family completed. Mrs. Oberoy was doing everything for Ghyana. She used to cook different sorts of food for him on her own. The trio used to play games and looked anomalously happy. Mrs. Oberoy quit visiting their company to take care of Ghyana and decided to work as a full-time housewife. Mr. Oberoy also allowed her to do so. Days were flying and Ghyana turned three. Mr. and Mrs. Oberoy admitted him to school. Ghyana was very friendly towards all. He never used to cry. Appeared very neat and clean, honest, and gentleman though he was a very naughty child otherwise. He loved to go to school, studying, playing with friends of his age group. He was a brilliant and inventive child. His teachers always used to compare him with ‘William James’. After returning from school, he used to narrate everything that happened in the school to his mom. Time flew and Ghyana finished his schooling. The baby Ghyana was started looking teenager then. Mr. Oberoy discussed with son for further education. Ghyana was willing to peruse MBA. Mr. Oberoy couldn’t stop him. After few days Ghyana went to US for further studies. The administration course was for two years. Two years was a long span. In these years Ghyana took different experiences of the outside world as he was a much-pampered child at his home till now. He didn’t know the world outside waiting for him is not so easy. Mrs. Oberoy thought him some things like cooking as he must not depend on when the situation comes on his way. He was all set to go to the US and was very excited. Mr. Shekhar Oberoy and Ghyana left for the US. College life is always exciting for any younger one as there is no interference of parents and one can enjoy his or her freedom according to their own choices.  Ghyana was also one of them. He was enjoying those days. A pleasant college campus, lots of friends, a new, fresh, and positive environment loved Ghyana. He used to discuss all this with his Mom on every other day. Mrs. Oberoy was also very happy knowing that Ghyana is ok with his US decision. On the very first day of college, when the professor has taken attendance and called the name “Ghyana Oberoy”, one laughing voice came to hear that was of a guy named “Guruprit Chadhha”. Professor scolded him and continued the attendance. Class released. Ghyana was moving towards the exit gate of the college. Guruprit Chadhha(one of his classmates) called him. “Hey…stop…”  Ghyana looked at him angrily and couldn’t stop. Guruprit again called him “Sorry yar”…” I didn’t mean to hurt you.” “Your name seemed quite funny, so automatically laugh came out .” Ghyana: “What so funny about it? Do you know its meaning?” Guruprit:”I said Sorry. Please forgive …” Ghyana: “It’s alright.” Guruprit: “Friends... Myself Guruprit, lovingly called as Guru. Belonging to India? Ghyana: “Hi…I am Ghyana”, “Yes I belong to India.” Guruprit: “Let us hug yar… “, “pair of Ghyana and Guru will rock together…” One more guy joined them as he was one of their seniors named Rohan. Guruprit : Yeh Rohan.. Meet Ghyana… Rohan: Hii Ghayna…Which stream? Ghyana: Hi Rohan…Finance... Rohan: Good yar…. Guruprit : “Rohan, when Girija is coming from Dwarka?” Rohan :” Don’t know yar…., Must come before the Quiz .” Ghyana: “Who is Girija?”, “Is she our classmate?” Guruprit : “Yes, Girija is one of our classmates and Rohan’s childhood friend.” Guruprit : “Hey Rohan, you are missing Girija…, Am I right? ” Rohan smiled and said nothing. Ghyana : “O waw… love story…” Rohan : “Na re, we are just friends…” Ghyana: “When anybody says Just friends, then there must be something beyond that.” Rohan : “Not in this case buddy.” Ghyana : “Okay.” “Anyways, what you were talking about some Quiz?” Rohan : “Yes, that Guru will explain to you well… ” Ghyana: “Why not you?” Rohan: “Because Guru’s elder brother was the winner of this competition and he has all the details about the challenge.” Ghyana: “Really? Please tell me Guru, I am dying to know about the challenge.” Guruprit : “Ohh... Wait... Wait, dear. Don’t be so excited. Once you hear the detailed concept, you will find it horrible. ” Ghyana: “Okay Okay… That will decide later. First, tell me about it.” Guruprit: “It’s a quiz competition organized every first year of MBA by our college in collaboration with the top 5 management companies. There are some other events also from which various companies can fulfill their requirements.” Ghyana: “How many rounds are there?” Guruprit: “Three rounds back to back with no break in between. In this, any sort of questions can be asked, syllabus is not fixed. ” Ghyana: “Oh. General Knowledge Quiz?” Guruprit: “Not exactly. It may have all sorts of questions regarding any field and some activities too.” Ghyana:” Like the Indian educational program KBC?” Guruprit: “Yes, you can think like that. But there are no helplines. The candidate has to answer each and every answer correctly without any help.” Ghyana: “Options are there?” Guruprit: “Yes, there are four options for each question from which one is accurate.” Ghyana: “Ok. What’s the Award?” Guruprit: “They select only 3 winners. The winners will get placed with a high salary and a big position in the top 1st organization in US awards with some amount.” Ghyana: “how can one participate in the competition? I mean is there any entry-level examination?” Rohan:  “Ha… Ha... Ha..., Entry level exam? ” Ghyana : “Why are you laughing buddy? Have I asked some stupid questions?”                   “I just thought that the competition standard sounds tough and high level is so there must be any entrance test… “ Guruprit: “No dear friend, there is no such entrance test. Though the competition seems tough and every year its rules get changed, no one easily takes part in it. If someone is participating then he or she must be winning. ” Ghyana: “I will participate.” Rohan:” Are you sure. Think twice. Rounds may vary.” Ghyana:” Yes, 100%. When is the competition start?” Guruprit: “In the month of January, after the new year celebration.” Ghyana: “Okay. This is October. I have two months to prepare. It’s enough time. Anyways, who organizes this competition? ” Guruprit: “There is a committee formed in which a single person from all top five companies decides the scenario.” Rohan: “Yes, in short it is all organized by top 5 companies.” Ghyana:”Thank you guys, let us go to bed, it’s too late.” Guruprit: “Okay… Good night… Rohan… sweet Girija Dreams. ” Rohan: “Shut up… Good Night… See you tomorrow. Bye Ghyana… ” Ghyana:”Yep… Bye. ” Guruprit: “Ghyana, are you really wants to participate in the competition?” Ghyana:”Yes bro… ” Guruprit: “Okay…” In the next day morning, it was a season of autumn in US that time. Around 6 or 6:30 AM, Ghyana woke up and moved curtains of his window. Sun rays were entered into the room. Ghyana just closed his eyes and was breathing the fresh air in the surrounding. He was experiencing the purity and positivity in the environment. The scenario of the campus was so fascinating. The architecture, design of the campus, its garden with tall trees, and some birds were chirping in between everything was connecting to the creation of nature. The sunrise view from his balcony all were peculiarly grand picture of nature.  No one can sense anything more pleasant than the nature’s beauty. That beautiful dawn bidding the stars to take rest and was ready to forgive and forget the last and past. Ghyana was enjoying the morning, the beautiful campus was having heavy fall of leafs as it was an autumn. The morning was waiting to welcome him with bright smile and something special surprise ahead. And in reality, it bought a special guest for Ghyana… “A simple, graceful, charming girl wearing classy Indian attire with warm tone skin complexion” was inviting him for help. She had lot of luggage in her hands and was seeking for help. As, it was too early in the morning all staff was on their duty. So, there was no one available for her. When she looked at Ghyana’s window, she just caught the chance and raised her hand. She loudly called Ghyana…. Girija: “Hey… You…. Please do come here… I need help…”   Ghyana:”Who? Me?” Girija: “So am I talking to that window stupid? Yes, you… come fast…” Ghyana:”Yes… Yes… coming. ” Ghyana speedily ran downstairs and picked up her luggage. Ghyana: “Where do you want to go? I mean, what’s your room number? ” Girija: “Why are you asking for my room number?” Ghyana: “Why means? Where should I keep this luggage then? ” Girija: “Oh…. I want to go Delaware. There is my place in campus. ” Ghyana: “Okk… that’s girl’s hostel… right…?” Girija: “Yes…. Will you please help me.…? I am calling my friend since long, but he is not receiving. He must be sleeping. ” Ghyana:”Sure… (He wanted to do that)” Ghyana dropped her with heavy bags at the entrance of the hostel and was looking towards Girija continuously. Girija: “Thank you so much… and Very Sorry to bother you… ” Ghyana: “No... No… that’s fine…” Girja: “Ok... Bye…” Ghyana: “Yep… Bye…” After meeting with Girija… Ghyana was on the seventh sky… he was feeling like an actor who falls in love with a girl. Love at first sight, where both were unknown of each other. For 25-30 minutes they were together, but they didn’t ask their names even. Ghyana was too immersed in his lovable dreamy thoughts that he didn’t strike a little about her name. He was assuming that the girl is an Angel… and that Angel; I mean Girija was in hurry; she must have a jet lag and was looking too tired. So she was not in a mood for an introduction and all… Anyways, after that, for some time Ghyana was just checking himself that he is alright? What did he see? It was his good morning again…. Guruprit knocked on his door…. Ghyana: “Coming….” Guruprit: “Hey, Good Morning…” Ghyana:”`Very Good Morning Guru….” Guruprit: “Your morning is looking too good today? What happened? Is this your b’ day?” Ghyana: “No… No… It’s not my b’ day. ” Guruprit: “So? Tell me, what’s so special? ” Ghyana:” Nothing yar…” Guruprit: “Hey, your eyes are telling something else… shy ha…?”  “Oh God, your chicks are getting red…Yesss… There is something special… tell me fast... now I am also eager to know. ” Ghyana: ”Yar… Today in the very morning, I met with an Angel….” Guruprit: “What? Who is she? What’s her name? Is she from our class? ” Ghyana:” I don’t know yar…” Guruprit:” What? Are you kidding? You must have seen her in dreams….” Ghyana: “It was like a dream… but it’s not…” Guruprit:” So tell me her name…. I know every girl in college. ” Ghyana:” I really don’t know yar…. I forgot to ask her name.” Guruprit: “Ohh… Is she that beautiful? ” Ghyana:” No…. she is not so beautiful… She is like other normal girls, but she has the purity in her heart… ” Guruprit: “For how long do you meet her?” Ghyana: “around 20-30 minutes.” Guruprit: “Within half an hour you came to know about purity in her heart?” “You don’t know her name, her class, and you reached to the purity of her heart …? Don’t you think it’s strange? ” Ghyana:” Noo… Not at all…”  “Sometimes, one second is enough to identify the soul of person… her presence, her appearance, the way she was carrying herself was making her adorable. She was so simple….” Guruprit: “I hope it is not a dream.” Rohan: “Hey, Guru…” Guruprit: “Hi Rohan... Good Morning.” Rohan: “Yar Guru, Girija has come this morning. She called me 5 times but couldn’t get her call. ” Guruprit: “What? Where is she? And what you were doing while she was calling you? ” Rohan:”I was sleeping yar… she came in the early morning….” Girija: “Hey, Good Morning Guys…. ” Guruprit: “Hi Girija… Nice to see you after a long time, missed you so much yar. ” Girija:” Hi Guru… Missed you too… Anyway, Guru…. Today one boy is going to get beat by me….” Guurprit: “Oh God… Run Rohan….” Rohan: “Please don’t do this to me Girija… I am sorry….” Girija: “It's alright…” Rohan:” Why didn’t you inform me about your arrival? I was… I mean… we all were waiting for you for long.” Girija:” O… my sweet friends… I wanted to give a surprise…. How was it? ” Guruprit: “Obviously it is nice yar… Oh… before I forget, come, let’s introduce you to our new friend.” Girija: “Okay…” Guruprit: “Here he is… Ghyana….”       “Ghyana meet Girija…”       “She just came from India, and she is from Finance class.”       “Girija, he is Ghyana. Ghyana is our classmate and joined our gang too. ” Girija: “Hi Ghyana….” Ghyana was looking completely astonished… Girija was the girl to whom he had met with that beautiful morning and started liking her.  Girija: “I am very sorry Ghyana, I didn’t even thank you for….” Guruprit: “Do you know each other?” Girija:” Yes…. I mean no… not exactly… We met in the morning…Ghyana helped me when I was loaded with my luggage.” Guruprit: “Ohh… You were that girl…?” Girija: “What? What did you say Guru?” Guruprit: “Nothing…. Come let’s go to class.” Ghyana: “Waw… she is too cute…” Guruprit:  “Ghyana…You are forgetting something…” Ghyana: “What?” Guruprt: “Rohan is already in the queue.” Ghyana: “Girija likes Rohan?” Gurprit: “Yes, they both are childhood friends.” Ghyana: “That’s not a problem Guru.” “Come, let’s go to the class. We are getting late.” Here, starts the love story of Ghyana and Girija. Ghyana, the son of an industrialist comes from a rich family, very shy by nature, introvert, but confident, active, and fearless. He was an extremely knowledgeable person, who loved to study. Reading was his pastime hobby. Girija was a determined, diligent, independent, optimistic, and simple girl from a middle-class Gujrati family born and brought in Dwarka. She was an ambitious, down to earth person. She always was ready to learn and explore new things. She was so passionate about everything. She had an artistic heart loved literature, paintings, dancing, and singing. Her presence and appearance were so delightful that described her calm and simple nature automatically comes from within. Anyone can recognize her beauty, simplicity, and honesty which were natural… from her behavior in the very first meet. She was like an open book. At the same time, she was very confident too. A mixture of traditional and professional virtues, which might become from her upbringing in such a holy environment. Ghyana was observing her very carefully, every time she sounds closer to his heart. Girija has also felt some connection with Ghyana…So she wasn’t hesitating to get in contact with him as Ghyana was really a good guy. Once, after the lecture got over, one of their classmates Nitu came to Girija. Nitu: “Girija, I wanna talk to you…” Girija: “What happened Nitu? You are looking tensed. Is everything alright? ” Nitu: “Not actually… Where you were Girija? I was missing you… I needed you when…” Girija: “When…? When what Nitu? Please tell me, what happened?” Nitu: “I am getting married soon.” Girija: “That’s great news dear. So, what’s the problem? Who is that lucky man?” Nitu: “Niraj…. Niraj Khemani… ” Girija: “Okay… How’s he? I mean you dislike him?” Nitu: “No.. no.. I like him…He is a wise person. ” Girija: “So?” Nitu: “I don’t want to get married so early yar. I want to complete my studies first. Marriage is not a priority for now… and I want to work, then only I can think of getting married.” Girija: “Hmm… I can understand. Did you discuss this with Niraj?” Nitu: “Yes… I had a word with him…” Girija: “What did he say?” Nitu: “He said that I can complete my education after marriage. And they have their own business, so I can join them as I wish.” Girija: “So, what do you want now? Still, you don’t want to marry?” Nitu: “No… I can’t hold the burden of any such relationship on my head. I want to enjoy this phase. I want to learn, want to work.” Girija: “Okay…. Listen…. Take some time… think once… then we’ll make a final decision.” Nitu: “No, not at all… It’s already late. Everyone is planning for marriage preparations at both places.” Girija: “Okay, okay… don’t cry… we can find some or the other way.”             “Now, you just relax and go to the canteen. Have some tea or coffee. You’ll feel better.” There was a place on the campus. An auditorium which was historically designed for dance and drama practices in the college. There was a huge tree outside, Girija used to love that place. The reflection of that auditorium was displayed in the shadow of that tree. Girija called an urgent meeting with Guru, Rohan, and Ghyana . They reached the place in a hurry. Ghyana: “Hey, hi…. Giri…” Girija: “Giri? Have you forgotten my name so early?”             “Girja is my name, not Giri.    Ghyana: “Don’t you know its meaning… Giri means Fallen down in Hindi…” Girija: “I know.. I know… Girija is the name of Goddess Parvati.” Ghyana: “And that’s you…. Am I correct?” Girija: “Ha… Ha… Ha…. Must say, very bad humor sense…” Ghyana: “Well, I’ll take it as a compliment Ma’m. Jokes apart, what’s the agenda for the meeting?” Girija: “Let the Guru and Rohan come, then will tell you.” Girija’s phone ringed, Rohan was on another side. Girja: “Hello, Rohan. Where are you?” Rohan: “Sorry, I can’t come right now, video call is expecting from Dad.” Girija: “Ohk… Bye.” Ghyana received a call from Guru at the same time when Guru informed that he too couldn’t attend the meeting. Ghyana: “Guru is not coming.” Girija: “Rohan is also not coming.” Ghyana: “Okay, so what do you think? Am I enough worthy to listen to your words?” Girija: “Why are you saying so? Of course, you are a nice and wise dear friend of mine. ” Ghyana: “What? Say again….” Girija: “Oh please Ghyana… ” Ghyana: “Please say again…” Girija: “You are a dear friend of mine. Is it okay?” Ghyana: “I am your friend?” Girija: “Yes, why are asking this surprisingly?” Ghyana: “No, not like that. I mean, we just met before few days, and become friends so…” Girija: “Some people are met like they know each other since long back. It’s not a matter of time; it’s all about the inner beauty of a person which strikes in the mind first.” At that moment Girija got a special place in Ghyana’s heart and Ghyana decided to make Girija his part of life. Girija: “Hey, Ghyana…. What are you dreaming of?” Ghyana: “Not dreaming… just praying…” Girija: “For what?” Ghyana: “Nothing… you say about the agenda of this meeting?” Girija: “Oh… Yes… Do you know Nitu?” Ghyana: “Nitu…. that short heightened girl seats along with you in the class? Your friend….?” Girija: “Hmm… right.” Ghyana: “What happened to her?” Girija: “Her marriage is fixed.” Gyana: “That’s great. So, what’s the problem?” Girija: “The problem is, she doesn’t want to get married right now. She is saying that she is not prepared for this and won't build her career first.” Ghyana: “Hmm… So? Did she discuss this with his fiancee?  ” Girija: “Yes, he wants it. And both the families are also ready. ” Ghyana: “Tell her to have a word with her father. May be some way came out. ” Girija: “If he refused, then?” Ghyana: “Let them talk first. I am sure, he won’t refuse. He’ll listen to her.” Girija: “How are you so sure about this?” Ghyana: “You just call Nitu and we’ll see.” Girija called Nitu. Girija: “Hello, Nitu. Can you come near Auditorium right now?” Nitu: “Yes, coming in 5 minutes.” Girija: “She is coming. Ghyana, I am getting worried. ” Ghyana: “Don’t be. Here she is…” Nitu: “Yep… Got it?” Girija: “Nitu, meet Ghyana…” “Ghyana, she is Nitu.” Ghyana: “Hi Nitu…” Nitu: “Hi Ghyana… Nice name.” Ghyana: “Thanks. Okay listen, Girija told me about your problem. One thing you have to do is talk to your father right now.” Nitu: “Now? No… No… He is very strict. He won’t listen to me.” Ghyana: “Nitu… Nitu…try once.” Nitu: “But Ghyana, how can I explain to him?” Ghyana: “Listen carefully, just start with Hello Dad… ” Nitu: “I call him papa.” Ghyana: “Okay dear, just start with”, “Hello papa; I wanted to talk you to.” Nitu: “Okay... then?” Ghyana: “Then just put your thoughts calmly…. ” Girija: “If uncle scolds at Nitu?” Ghyana: “No, he won’t.” Girija: “How are you so sure?” Ghyana: “You want a solution to your problem?” Girija: “Yes…” Ghyana: “Then just her do as I am saying…and please don’t interfere.” Nitu called her father. Nitu: “Hello, papa…” Mr. Ashok Singh(Nitu’s Father): “Hello beta, How are doing?” Nitu: “Papa, I wanted to talk to you.” Mr. Ashok Singh: “Yes beta, what happened? Is everything alright? Nitu: “Yes Papa…” Mr. Ashok Singh: “Why are you sounding sad? Please tell me, what happened? Nitu: “Papa, I don’t want to marry right now, I want to complete my education first.” Mr. Ashok Singh: “Beta, everything is planned with Niraj’s family. Why didn’t you speak this when everything was getting final?” Nitu: “I tried to talk with Mom…She said papa has already decided.” Mr. Ashok Singh: “You should come to me  beta…” Nitu: “Papa, please try to understand….” Mr. Ashok Singh: “Beta, you try to understand…. How can I explain this to Niraj and the family? What they‘ll think about you? ” Nitu: “That I don’t know.” Mr. Ashok Singh: “Nitu, I don’t understand your generation. You can’t even understand the seriousness of matters. Marriage is not a joke beta. I must say, you have a very poor sense of decision making.” Nitu: “I am sorry papa. I know marriage is not a joke. That’s why I am getting afraid of losing my freedom.” Mr. Ashok Singh: “You are stupid Nitu. Anyway, tomorrow, I’ll discuss this with Mr. Khemani. Take care. Bye.” Nitu: “Bye papa….” Ghyana: “Happy?” Nitu: “Very happy. I am feeling better now.” Ghyana: “See, you just talked to uncle and you are feeling fresh. Sometimes we just think….And think… and think…. And get exhaust. We must communicate fearlessly and must face the problem. Otherwise, situation gets more complex. If you have had this conversation earlier the situation might not be difficult as now it is. ” Girja: “You are absolutely right Ghyana.” Ghyana: “Now, go and continue with your stuff.” Nitu: “Thanks Ghyana. See you tomorrow.” The next day morning, Mr. Singh met with Mr. Khemani and discussed Nitu’s talk. Mr. Khemani was got too angry to listen to that. Mr. Singh tried very hard to make him calm but he was not in that sense. He took it in the wrong way. He was thinking like, a girl is refusing to his son. He said that his son is a well educated, established, and modern person. Why would he stop her from gaining an education and working? Niraj was there. He was watching the scene. Niraj: “Dad, please calm down. It’s alright. I don’t mind if she is not ready for it.” Mr. Khemani : “But, she must have thought this before. We have informed this to all our relatives. Preparations have already been started.” Niraj: “Don’t worry Dad. It’s a very important decision in life. Nitu is right. She can have her own dreams. And as far as relatives concern, I think they are outsiders.  ” Mr. Khemani: “How can you say this?”                           “Mr. Singh, my son is emotionally involved in Nitu. he can’t forget her. It’s not so easy for us too.” Niraj: “Dad, wait…let me talk…”             “Uncle, can I meet and communicate with Nitu at least once?” Mr. Singh: “Yes, we don’t mind at all. I just call her and inform you about it.”                     “But, how would you manage your office and all? I mean, Nitu is in the US and we are in Delhi.”          Niraj: “Leave it to me uncle, I’ll manage. You jest informed Nitu that I am coming to the US soon.” Mr. Singh: “As you say.” Mr. Singh called Nitu and informed about Niraj. Nitu got more tensed when she heard this. After two days, Nitu called Ghyana and Girija and informed them about Niraj’s arrival. Nitu: “Ghyana, Niraj is coming to US.” Ghyana: “Oh.. That’s superb. When he is coming?” Girija: “Superb?” Nitu: “This Saturday. I am running…” Ghyana: “Where you’ll run dear? It’s not a race.”                  “Marriage is a merging of two souls. It’s a beautiful relationship sharing love, faith, and trust. It’s a bond of affection, partnership for life, and an unbreakable companionship. Girija was listening to Ghyana’s words. Nitu: “Waw Ghyana… it’s really romantic…. what about marriage?”           “After marriage, there is a number of restrictions on women in any society. Her dreams get murdered once she gets married.” Ghyana: “It’s a fate dear. This does not happen with everyone. You just decided it on your own that that'll happen to you too, maybe you have seen some negative part of it.” Nitu: “My mom wanted to learn, but she got married at the age of 14. Grandma refused her for taking further education. Papa was ready, but after my birth, she had to quit. She was very clever; she would have been somewhere else if she had pursued her passion for teaching.” Ghyana: “That was a different time dear Nitu. And your mom decided to quit. She had given priority to her child. No one forced her to do so. If she had strongly stood by her decision of taking education and work further, she might be a teacher.” Nitu: “I am confused now.” Girija: “Ghyana, what your mother do?” Ghyana: “We have our own construction company. My Mum used to look out the administrative department. After my birth, she stopped going to the office. But now she had joined again and looks into the HR department. ” Girija: “What’s her education?” Ghyana: “She did MBA last year.” Girija: “Great yar…” Ghyana: “That’s what I am saying… If one has self-confidence and trust nothing is impossible. We, the people, just not trust ourselves and always make the situation a barrier in life. We create the situation and still we can’t find its right solution.” Girija: “Hmmm…We must think and make the right decision on the right time.” Ghyana: “Absolutely….” Nitu: “What should I do?” Ghyana: “Listen Nitu, meet Niraj. Try to understand his views. ”                 “Test his though process.”                       “Don’t shares too much… just put your point in front of him…. ”                  “Listen to him carefully.” Nitu: “How do I test his thought process? I mean he can be diplomatic.” Ghyana: “That’s up to you. You must pick good in him. He is coming all the way from India just to meet you Nitu. He must be dam serious about you. Otherwise, he could have a call also. But he knows that these kinds of talk must be discussed personally. He seems a matured guy. ” Nitu: “But…” Ghyana: “Don’t think now, just face it.” Girija: “Testing someone in this way, would be correct?” Ghyana: “Girija, he is unknown person, he and his family will test Nitu too after marriage on every single step.” Nitu: “What?” Ghyana: “Rest of the knowledge will be given after marriage, for now, ready to welcome your fiancée Niraj.” Niraj came on Saturday to US. The good guys gang was fully prepare to welcome Niraj. Guruprit and Rohan were also joined it latter. Niraj planned a week for stay in US. He booked a hotel room which was near to Nitu’s college. Nitu and Girija received him at the airport and took him to the hotel. Niraj: “Hello Nitu… How are you?” Nitu: “Hi Niraj… I am good. How was the journey? ” Niraj: “Yes… It was comfortable. One sec, I just informed to Dad about my journey.” Niraj called his father Mr. Khemani and informed him that he reached safely and he had to inform to his mother too. Nitu: “Niraj, meet my best friend Girija.” Niraj: “Hello Girija… You are in same class?” Girija: “Hi… yes we share same bench too.” Niraj : “Oh…Great… nice to meet you.” Girija: “Same here; Niraj, we just drop you to the hotel as we have a lecture now. After lecture Nitu’ll call you. Then we will meet our others friends too in the college campus. I hope it’s Okay with you?” Niraj: “Yes Girija, it’s fine. I just fresh an up till then, will be waiting for your call Nitu. Bye.” Nitu: “Ya.. Byee….” Girija: “Niraj is really handsome yar…. ” Nitu: “Yes, he is. Nut Ghyana is more than him.” Girija: “Have you crush on Ghyana?” Nitu: “I started loving him….” Girija: “Are you crazy? Your fiancee is here…” Nitu: “I don’t want to marry Girija…Oh God please save me…” Ghyana: “You think of God and the Ghyana is here… So, how was it?” Girija: “Niraj is very handsome yar… he appeared very humble person.” Ghyana: “Okey, so Ms. Nitu, when are you meeting us with would be man?” Nitu: “Shut up Ghyana…” Ghyana: “Just kidding… ” Girija: “After this lecture, Niraj is coming to the campus.” Ghyana: “Great.” Guruprit: “Hey, Nitu, someone is asking about you at the reception.” Nitu: “I think he came. Coming Guru…” Nitu: “O… Niraj… come… ” Niraj: “Nice campus… ” Nitu; “You liked?” Niraj: “Of course. It’s pleasant and peaceful. ” Rohan: “Hey, hi Nitu… relative from hometown?” Nitu: “Hmmm….Niraj meet Rohan; Rohan he is Niraj. My…. my friend from India.” Ghyana: “Hey hi Rohan. Hi Nitu…” Nitu: “Hi.. Ghyana, this is Niraj…” Niraj: “Ghyana… Different name…” Ghyana: “Ha… yes... Hello Niraj… Do you like the campus?” Niraj: “Yes, very much. Actually, I just told Nitu that I loved your college campus. It’s really peaceful.” Ghyana: “Hmm… Nitu… we won’t disturb you anymore. You both just spend some time together. We are leaving now.” Nitu: “Where is Girija?” Ghyana: “She is planning her new song on You tube so preparing for that, me and Rohan helping her in arranging music. We will join you tomorrow. Bye, take care.” Niraj: “Bye…” Nitu and Niraj were wondering around the campus. Niraj was really a mature guy. He didn’t come onto the topic of marriage. He was making the situation light.  Niraj: “This is my first trip in US. Will you please suggest some places to visit in US?” Nitu: “Sure, Disneyland Park. I loved it.” Niraj: “It’s in California. Right?” Nitu: “Yes… We all will go there. Is it okay with you?” Niraj: “Yes, of course. For now, I am getting hungry. Let’s go for lunch? ” Nitu: “Yes, here is the multi cuisine restaurant. Which food you would like to go for?”          “I mean veg or non-veg?” Niraj: “Mostly I prefer veg. Which food you like the most?” Nitu: “I also like veg food. But loved to eat Punjabi.” Niraj: “Don’t you like fast food? I mean, if you staying here away from home, most people prefer junk food here. That’s why I am asking.” Nitu: “No, I don’t like it. But sometimes we have to adjust. I miss the Indian food.” Niraj: “Can’t you prepare food by your own? Everything is available here. ” Nitu understood his intention behind this question. He meant to say that is she like cooking or not. Nitu: “No, I can’t prepare it in hostel as I don’t get enough time for it. But I used to cook when I was at home.” Nitu and Niraj took the food, Niraj dropped Nitu near the hotel and went back to the hotel room. They decided to meet next day in the evening. Next day morning: Rohan: “So, Nitu how was your date with Niraj?” Nitu: “It wasn’t date stupid?” Guruprit: “So, what was it?” Nitu : “Stop it yar…” Girija: “Hey stop teasing her guys… Nitu tell me, Did he say anything about marriage?” Nitu: “That’s the problem yar, he didn’t talk anything about it.” Girija: “So, what did you both were doing for so long?” Nitu: “He was just asking me about my hobbies, my food test and all…., just were talking…” Ghyana: “Nitu, he loves you dear.” Nitu: “What? I don’t think so.” Ghyana: “Really Nitu, he is trying to understand you.” Nitu: “Let it be. He wants to visit Disneyland. I said him that we all will go.” Ghyana: “Great. Nitu, he wants to spend some time with you. I am telling you, he is in love with you. ” Nitu: “Stop this s**t Ghyana…” Ghyana: “Girija, please help her to understand. True love not comes in everyone’s life. It’s like a present of God. God and the nature is trying to make them together.” Girija: “Ghyana, how can you so sure? Once you say that he is unknown person… and now you are saying this…” Ghyana: “Don’t be confused. He is a good guy. He wants this relation.” Girija: “Okay. Let’s see what happens.” A day came when all the good guys gang (3G) supposed to go to California to visit Disneyland. All were super excited. Niraj was also happy. Nitu was quite late, Niraj instantly asked for Nitu. At next moment, Nitu was present in the front. The love excitement starts with the round in Skoda Guruprit: “Waw... Skoda…. Nice car yar… Who booked it?” Rohan: “The whole trip is planned by Ghyana.” Guruprit: “Girija… Didn’t you stop him from this expenses? We can’t afford this yar.” Girija: “I was unknown about this Guru.” Niraj: “Don’t worry Guruprit, I’ll share the expenses.” Rohan: “No Niraj, please don’t take this otherwise; Guru didn’t mean to say like that.” Girija: “You stupid Guru, you could have been ask this after some time. Why you reacted in front of Niraj?” Niraj: “No… Girija… It’s all right.” Guruprit: “I am really sorry yar.” Girija: “Don’t worry Guru, you just chill. We all will manage something. Ghyana must be having some planning.” Rohan: “We must have discussed this before. Now let it be and enjoy the trip.” Girija: “Yess… first trip of Management Studies.” Guruprit: “To an amusement park…ha…. Ha… ha…” Ghyana: “Okay, all well friends? Shall we start the journey?” Rohan: “Yesss, come on, confirm your seats guys.” Guruprit: “Rohan and Girija, you seat behind by me n Gyana.”                   “Nitu and Niraj you both seat across them.” Niraj: “Okay, No problem.”                    Nitu: “No, I will seat with Girija and Guru, what about your place?” Guruprit: “I’ll seat beside by Ghyana in the front. And Nitu, you have to give company to Niraj. Be a good girl.” Girja opened the door of the car, took the front seat near Ghyana before Guru got it. Ghyana was happy. And Guru was unhappy, because, he had to share seat with Rohan. Guruprit: “God is really great. He placed everyone on their place.” Rohan: “What you say Guru? I am getting it.” Guruprit: “That’s not for us Rohan. People around have got it.” Girija: “hey, can we have the music?” Ghyana: “Yes sure… which songs should be play guys?” Guruprit: “Play some Punjabi music Ghyana.” Ghyana: “Niraj, which is your choice?” Niraj: “Nitu!” Ghyana: “Sorry? Niraj : “I love romantic silent music.” Guruprit: “O…what a coincident, Nitu also like the same. ” Niraj: “O really Nitu?” Ghyana played the music. That drive for towards the California was an important trip for Ghyana and Girija too. Both were getting involved in each other secretly. That travelling was nourishing the relations in many ways. It was strengthening the relationships. Niraj was waiting for Nitu to talk. But Nitu remained silent. Niraj was getting upset. Ghyana and Girija caught his expressions. Ghyana paused the music, and parked the car aside the road Rohan: “What happen Ghyana? Are you tired? May I drive?” Ghyana: “Nothing… just got bored.” Girija : “Yes, really the journey is getting very bore. How can we make it excite guys?” Guruprit: “I told you, play any Punjabi song. Environment automatically becomes chill.” Rohan : “Stop it yar Guru. Punjabi songs are always very loud.” Ghyana: “Let us discuss something else… ” Nitu: “About what?” Ghyana: “About life. We will share some experiences or secrets of our lives.” Guruprit: “I was 9 years old when I lost my sister. She got raped.” Guruprit started instantly as he was waiting for this time when someone ask and could understand him. Girija: “What?” Guruprit: “She was 14 when this happened. One of our neighbor did this when we were living in Punjab. That time I didn’t understand anything which was happening in front of my eyes. I was just looking to my parents crying, sobbing heavily. No one was telling me the truth. “Di” was not there around. I was calling her, ‘Di, where are you, look at Ma and Papaji.. They are crying...’ But that was useless. ” Girija: “Guru, have to share this with anyone else close to your heart ever?” Guruprit: “No. But, today I just started and feeling better.” Nitu: “Guru, from how long you were getting through this pain dear? Why did you hide this inside you?” Guruprit: “From my childhood. It’s been 21 years now.” Nitu: “And still you always look so happy and cherish others to be. My heart is paining.” Rohan : “Feeling so sorry for Di, Guru.” Guruprit: “She was very loving and caring person. I missed her every moment.” Nitu: “My Mom wanted to be an independent women, but couldn’t manage it or our family didn’t support her to be that. I always see her struggling with her wishes. I wish I could give her happiness. This is the only thing that always bothers me a lot. Women must become independent. Otherwise, the whole life passed with regrets.” Niraj was listening to everyone. Girija spoke out. Girija: “I don’t have to say anything. I am from middle class Gujrati family. We are decent people. But I want to reach somewhere as I got that ability to achieve. My life is very simple. But as I am listening to all your sorrows, really feels that life become so crucial sometimes that we can’t help. I am very lucky that I haven’t met with such situation in my life till.” Guruprit: “We were happy with the join family living with like any other ordinary family. Never thought, that life would present such a dark and unpleasant dream. ” Rohan: “I love someone. She is the reason of my living.” Ghyana and Guru were shocked. They were thinking about Rohan and Girija together. Ghyana was about to cry. Guruprit: “Will you please tell who that lucky girl is?” Rohan: “Ana!” Guruprit: “What? Come again….” Rohan: “Ana… we met in the music class. We both are passionate about music. Music made our pair.” Ghyana took a long breath and smiled. Ghyana: “Why are you sounding so low yar? It’s great if you got true love.” Rohan: “Yes, we really love each other. But she is Christen and I am not. ” Girija: “Don’t worry Rohan, we will manage your family. Anyways, where is she now?” Rohan: “She is in Delhi?” Girija: “What she is doing there?” Rohan: “She is doing a music course there.” Guruprit: “Okay,Congrats Rohana…” Rohan: “What?” Guruprit: “Rohan+Ana=Rohana” Everyone laughed. Girija: “Niiraj, you don’t have anything or you don’t want to share with us?” Niraj: “No, It’s not like that. I am very specific about my choices in life. And I grow up in very secured and safe environment. I always accompanied good people in my surrounding.  So I never meet with such kind of experiences. Yes, I faced failures many times as I was very weak in Mathematics in my school days. I got failed two times. But my father taught me the importance of failure. He said that, success stop our progress and failure sharps our skills and allow us to touch the feet on the earth. Ego never comes with failure. That’s the only lesson I got from my life.” Ghyana: “What a great philosophy yar…. Your father must be great person.” Niraj: “Thanks Ghyana, but Dad is not great. He is very simple and honest.” “Anyways, Ghyana you didn’t share any of your thought?” Ghyana: “I am the only son of my parents. So, they pampered me a lot but in a good way. I never face any financial, medical, family or relationship problem in my life. I just focused on my studies and my career. My father always wanted me to run his business, but I want to make my own life. I present my thoughts in front of him, and he allowed me to go for Management, and I am here. That’s it. ” Rohan: “So, it’s your dream to get a high salary job.” Ghyana: “Not like that, but I just want to build my career and want to settle down.” Guruprit: “So, when are you getting married?” Gyana: “After completing my MBA, next day of the result, you all will receive a card.” Nitu: “Great. You got the bride?” Guruprit: “She is right here Nitu.” Ghyana: “Guru… ” Nitu: “Who is she? Do we know her?” Ghyana: “Guru is just kidding…. Will tell you on right time Nitu.” Niraj: “So, you believe in love and relationship Ghyana…” Ghyana: “Yes, I do. Actually I have a single thread of one deep think. ” Niraj: “What’s that?” Ghyana: “Mother’s affection towards her child has some limit, because child’s demand and definition of love gets change according to age. Any man needs another woman in his life after his mother and she must like his mother. Any girl needs a guy after her father. And she too expects the same from his partner. I mean man expects same love and care from his partner whom he got from his mother and vice versa. Only lucky one got true love. I am in the search of that true love.” Niraj: “I find that, but….” Girja: “I think we should leave now. It’s getting too late.” Rohan: “Let’s go. Ghyana, give me the car keys, I’ll drive now.” Ghyana: “Sure.” Girija: “Life is unpredictable. What, when, where the life could take us on…. ” “We were friends till now, but after this talk I am getting a feel that we all get closer and connected to each other. Really this trip is going to be special and memorable.” Niraj: “True said Girija. You all were friends from earlier. I was the outsider. But now I am feeling like, I am meeting my oldies after long time. Thank you making a part of your group.” Guruprit: “Niraj, you must thank Nitu.” Niraj: “Yes, why not? Thanks Nitu.” Nitu: “Welcome.” After this serious and meaningful discussion about life, all were mesmerized. 3G was feeling very calm, confortable and happy from inside. They reached at the hotel and checked in at night. They took the dinner and planned a visit to Disneyland Park next day morning. Gurprit: “Yar, I am going to sleep now. We have to go through the horrible rides tomorrow. I am shivering just by imagination.” Rohan: “Don’t exaggerate Guru…. ” Nitu: “No, he not exaggerating Rohan. The rides are very dangerous.” Ghyana: “Let’s go for sleep. Good night girls. See you in the morning.” Girija and Nitu shared a same room. Ghyana, Rohan, Guruprit and Niraj were in another room. At night, Girja and Nitu were discussing. Nitu: “Ghyana is very different guy, don’t you think Girija?” Girija: “Yes, he is amazing person I ever met. He is nice human being. He has respect for all. He thinks and cares for everyone’s life, very energetic, positive and happy go attitude. Most important is that, he is so humble though he belongs to a rich and prosperous family.” Nitu: “Are you falling in love with him?” Girija: “You think so?” Nitu: “I not only think so, I can see this in your eyes.” Girija: “You say about Niraj… In these two days have you observed one thing?” Nitu: “What?” Girija: “Niraj is also very humble person. He is trying to understand you. When you were sharing your part of life, he was listening to you very carefully. It means, he really respect your thoughts.” Nitu: “That’s sounds alright Girija…. But I don’t want to get caught into the cage which looks golden but it’s not.” Girija: “Nitu, listen one thing, it’s not important that how much you love someone. It is important that someone is loving and caring for you. And whenever this kind of love found in life, we shouldn’t let it go.” Nitu: “And what about marriage?” Girija: “Marriage is the trust and promise for being together and spend whole span of slife with each other.” Nitu: “After marriage my dreams would die. Everything will get restricted.” Girija: “Who did you tell this? If Niraj really loves you he won’t do that. And speak out Nitu…Tell him about your dreams. Make everything clear. If he agreed then marriage will not be a problem.” Nitu: “Will think… let’s sleep now.” On the very next day, all set to go for Disneyland Amusement Park. Numbers of rides were there. Everyone was having fun. It was highly amusing and adventures too. Gurprit was the child like attitude as he always had. Rohna was also enjoying. Niraj and Nitu got frightened somewhere. Girija and Ghyana were very courageous. Girija a good girl was in different inebriation mood. Ghyana, a serious, studious guy, had shown his different side on that day. He was hiding a mischievous child inside him. All were experiencing him differently. Till that moment Ghyana was like direction indicator for all us. Sun was all set to take rest then. All were moving towards the car. Nitu: “Niraj…. You want to say something.” Niraj: “Not exactly.” Nitu: “Sorry Niraj, I can’t marry.” Niraj: “That’s fine Nitu. It’s all your decision, and it is good to have such quality.” Nitu: “You came from India to hear my negation?” Niraj: “Nitu, it’s easy to break or even easier to build any relation and it’s more easy to say NO to anyone without thinking other person’s feelings. But we are human beings; we have a sense of making and maintain relations. I met you for the first time and I got involved. I never wanted to regret. If I couldn’t come here, I couldn’t recognize you then I might feel that I couldn’t convinced my love for being my life. I am here just wanted to become your friend though the feelings are beyond friendship. I hoped that I could convince you. That’s it. ” Nitu: “Why didn’t you touch the topic in last two days?” Niraj: “As I said before, I wanted to start with friendship. Friends become perfect partners if they share a best friendship together. I don’t want to let a good friend go from my life.” Nitu: “I am very simple girl Niraj. What quality attracted you in me?” Niraj: “You are very loyal person and loyalty is the key thing in any relation.” Nitu: “Mine and your choices are different. My habits, dreams, and nature everything is different. How it would manage?” Ghyana: “Nitu, every relation has to go through give and take process. Marriage is also the same. And in life, we all have to adjust and sacrifice something for the sake of our beloved person.” Niraj: “I can’t promice you Nitu that I’ll fulfill all your wishes. But I can assure you that your studies and work will continue till you wish. I won’t force you for anything, your life, your choices, and your decision. I just want is to be with you and we should have a happy family.” Nitu: “This is my first year MBA. How will I manage my studies if we get married?” Niraj: “We are not getting married so soon Nitu.” “Let your education complete. I can wait for you dear.” Nitu: “Till then can we plan for engagement?” Guruprit: “Please lock the answer is Yes Niraj.” Rohan: “Great…. We all are eager to attend your engagement ceremony. ” Girija: “Just ask once to Niraj whether he is okay with it or not Rohan…. You are inviting yourself.” Niraj: “Ha… ha…. Ha… that’s aright Girija.” “I need to discuss this with my family. Our families will decide the rest.” “Happy Nitu?” Nitu smiled and just gave an affirmation to Niraj. Ghyana and Girija were too happy. Gurprit took Ghyana aside. Guruprit: “Ghyana, this is a good chance. Express your feelings for Girija.” “Day, time and place everything is romantic. Just go for it.” Ghyana: “No Guru, I don’t know what she thinks about me? I think she needs some time.” Rohan: “Hey what are you doing here guys?” Guruprit: “Planning Ghyana’s wedding…” Rohan: “Ha… ha… ha… very bad joke. Let’s go, we are getting late. After checking out from the hotel, we need to leave for campus.” All agreed and the return journey started. All six were in happy romantic mood. Rohan: “Should I play music?” Niraj: “No, I mean, let’s here the live music by Girija.” Girija: “What? I am not a professional singer Niraj.” Ghyana: “It’s alright yar. Sing something for us…” Girija: “Okey.” Girija sung a beautiful romantic song written by her. “I don’t want the moon and stars in the sky…. “Just want the wings of love to fly so high…                                                                  “O my dear, I want you to be there…                                                                  “Holding my hand when I failed ever… “I don’t want the assets… don’t like the diamonds, “Co-exists with me is the only stipulation…                                                                  “Accept me as I am, having imperfection                                                                  “Always want your cohabitation…. “Your existence is my power… “Your absence is my loss… “You are the inspiration, “Won’t leave you at any cost…”  “Look into my eyes, “You can see the allegiance…. “Look into my heart, “You can see the adherence…. ”  “Will always be share your sorrows is my promise to you  “Even after the death, will always love you…”                                                                  “I don’t want the moon and stars in the sky….                                                                  “Let me sleep in your arms till I die….” Ghyana zealously looking at Girija while she was singing... After reaching at the campus, the daily routine was about to start. Time came when Niraj had to go back for India. This time Nitu was feeling sad as she was going to miss Niraj. Niraj had proven very wrong as she was misunderstood their relationship. Guruprit was making fun of them. Guruprit: “Match is in finals…. But the teams did not toss the coin?” Girija: “What you want say Guru?” Rohan: “He wants to say that no one proposed for marriage neither Nitu nor Niraj!” Gyana: “O.. you got him so easily… you proposed Ana?” Rohan: “Shut up Ghyana… come on Niraj…... go for it.” Niraj: “Ohkay… Nitu, I really love you. Will you be my grandchildren’s grandma?” Nitu: “Yes Niraj. Love you.” Ghyana was catching the Girija’s expressions. Girija was looking happiest person that moment. Eyes are the mirror of mind and heart. Girija’s feelings were reflecting in her beautiful eyes. Girija: “Ghyana… Excuse me!” Ghyana: “Oh…. ” Girija: “Why are you staring at me?” Ghyana: “I am not staring at you… Just observing…” Niraj flied to India. One romantic story was started just because of Ghyana. Ghyana managed everything maturely. Girija was impressed by him. Most importantly Nitu and Niraj both were happy. Their families were getting happy. Ghyana: “Now, next what?” Girija: “Exams. First semester is held in November.” Guruprit: “Yes, I have to study hard.” Rohan: “Yes, I need to focus on exams. I told Ana, that It won’t be possible to caal or message on every day now…” Ghyana: “She agreed?” Rohan: “Yes, why? She shouldn’t?” Ghyana: “Na, I heard that girls are too sticky. They never leave a boyfriend alone for long. Insecure you know… ” Girija: “Not every girl is like that Ghyana….” Rohan: “Thanks Girija.” Ghyana: “Hmm…. True…” Rohan: “We were discussing about exams not about girls. Guruprit: “Ghyana, please help yar… I don’t understand from where to start…” Girija: “Gyana, we are so tensed. How can you be so cool? Have you prepared for exams?” Ghyana: “No I haven’t Girija. But I attended the lectures seriously. So, I have very short part to prepare.” Girija: “I have my musical program also in between. God knows how I will manage everything…” Rohan: “Leave it on time Girija…” Girija: “Okay, bye guys… I need to go now.” Rohan: “Bye…” Ghyana: “Rohan, about which program Girija was talking about?” Rohan: “It’s a program that arranged by our Gujrati community every year in India.” Ghyana: “In India?Where?” Rohan: “At Dwarka. It’s in first week of December this year.” Ghyana: “So, Girija will go to Dwarka in December?” Gurprit: “Obviously Ghyana… If she accepted the invitation, she has to go.” Ghyana: “Hmm…” After this conversation, all started to prepare for exams. That was the first semester of MBA. All were rankers in that college, the competition was very tough. Everyone was studying hard. Only the tension free guy in whole college was Ghyana… He was normal. Exam started, on the first paper. Guruprit: “Nitu, how was it?” Nitu: “It was okay.” Guruprit: “How was it Rohan?” Rohan: “Very tough Guru… but I managed. How was your’s?” Guruprit: “Very bad yar… the topics which I prepared that didn’t ask in the paper.” Ghyana: “It’s not like that Guru, It’s your fault. You must have prepared for questions, not for answers.” Rohan: “Ha….Ha….Ha… That was hilarious…” Anyways, Ghyana, how was your exam? Ghyana: “Good. Hey, where is Girija?” Nitu: “She immediately left for practice after exam.” Ghyana: “Where?”; “In auditorium?” Rohan: “Think so.” Ghayna: “Did she eat anything? It’s a lunch time now.” Guruprit: “O ho… Caring…” Ghyana: “Keep your mouth shut Guru… I’ll just take food for her.” Ghyana went to the auditorium having a tiffin for Girija. Ghyana: “Girija, did you eat anything? It’s lunch time now.” Girija: “No, I haven’t. I need to do practice.” Ghyana: “I have a tiffin for you. Have a food first then practice.” Girija: “How sweet of you Ghyana… Thank you! ” Ghyana: “Which song you were preparing for?” Girija: “It’s a canticle, devotional song for lord Krishna.” Ghyana: “As, Dwraka is the lord Krishna’s place.” Girija: “Hey, how do you know about it?” Ghyana: “We have our penates temple there, Nageshvara Jyotirlinga temple.” Girija: “Yeh… have you visited that ever?” Ghyana: “No, never. My parents visited that.” Girija: “Great, I have a program at Dwraka after exams, you can come with me if you wish.” Ghyana: “Great. I’ll ask my parents first, then will confirm.” Girija: “Sure.” Gyana called his mother in the very next moment. Ghyana: “Hello Mom, how are you and Dad?” Mrs. Oberoy: “Hello dear son, we are doing good here. How are you? How’s exam?” Ghyana: “I am fine Mom. Exams have already been started. I’ll inform you the results.” Mrs. Oberoy: “So, you find your true love there?” Ghyana: “Not exactly, but got very nice friends over here.” Mrs. Oberoy: “Okey dear. Now tell me, for what purpose you have called today?” Ghyana: “How did you get that Mom?” Mrs. Oberoy: “I am your mother Ghyana, I can feel your emotion. I got it when I heard ‘Hello’ in your voice. Tell me…” Ghyana: “Mom, I have a friend Girija. She is going to Dwraka for her singing program in December. May I go with her? ” Mrs. Oberoy: “Girija… nice name. Of course, I don’t mind Ghyana.” “do one thing before booking the tickets.” Ghyana: “What Mom?” Mrs. Oberoy: “Please tell Girija to have a word with her parents about you.” “There are some orthodox families in India. They might not be liked if you both would go together. I hope she’ll understand this.” Ghyana: “yes Mom, definitely. She is very mature girl.” Mrs. Oberoy: “Ghyana, do you love her?” Ghyana: “Well, I won’t deny. Yes, I love her.” Mrs. Oberoy: “Did she know it?” Ghyana: “No. I didn’t propose her.” Mrs. Oberoy: “Tell her dear as soon as possible.” Ghyana: “Yes Mom, I’ll.” Girija: “Hey, you got the permission?” Ghyana: “Yes, I get it; Girija, have you asked your parents for this?” Girija: “For what?” Ghyana: “This, that we both are coming to India for the program.” Girija: “No I don’t. But I’ll tell them. They won’t deny.” Ghyana: “They also are going to attend the function?” Girija: “Obviously Ghyana, we live at Dwarka. So why didn’t they attend?” Ghyana: “Great. Okay, which song you are going song. I have one which my mom used to teach me.” Girija: “Which one?” Ghyana: “That is a prayer to God.” Girija: “Sing it.” Ghyana: “I can’t sing like you. I can just hum it.” Girija: “Okay, tell me the lyrics. We both will hum that together.” “Oh God, give us the wisdom, give us the blaze, “Bless us with spirit and unreasoning faith…   “Give the aim and give the focus, “If trapped someday, save us from hocus.   “Give us the heart that can feel the sorrow, “Bless us with sympathy and sensation that we can’t borrow.   “Give the hope to limit the sky… “Honor us with a sensitive heart that must not dry.   “Allow our mind to think only wise, “Bless us with humanity and not with unwise.”   “Give us the knowledge to strengthen our words, “Bless us with wisdom to live downright in the world.” Girija: “How meaningful it is Ghyana….? I must say, your mother must be a great woman. I wish if I would meet her once.” Ghyana: “You really wish to meet her?” Girija: “Yes really. You know Ghyana, earlier, I was misconstrued you. ” Ghyana: “Misconstrued? How?” Girija: “I thought, you are from wealthy affluent family, you must have different attitude. But when we spent some time together, then realized that I was so wrong.” “You are not that kind of person who depends on father’s asset, crazy and over smart.” Ghyana: “Okay, so what qualities of mine have changed your mind about me?” Girija: “Your matureness, thought process, knowledge and most important your politeness. You are the most polite person I have ever come across. You got a very benevolent heart Ghyana; and its credit goes to your parents.” While speaking about Ghyana, Girija’s eyes were full of love, a smile illuminated her face. Ghyana was getting every emotion that came from her words. He could see the gentleness and honesty in her soul. He loved it. By interrupting Girija, Ghyana said,  “Thank you…. Thank you… Thank you so much Girija for such wonderful words. But I am not so great, its humanity, my upbringing in the family. Rather than that, I have also some bad habits. I also lack some things.” Girija: “Like what? I mean do you drink or smoke?” Ghyana: “No, I neither drink nor smoke. I am very moody person; sometimes I may sound very professional and strict. Sometimes I get very angry.” Girija: “That’s natural Ghyana…There is always a reaction to every action, its nature’s law. We can’t help it.” Ghyana: “Yes, but we can overcome this; in which I never succeeded.” Girija: “Once you visit Dwarka. Everything will be fine. It’s a holy place.” Ghyana: “You miss your family?” Girija: “Very much….” “Shall we go now? I will do the rest tomorrow.” Ghyana: “Sure.” In the evening, when Ghyana was playing basketball in the campus, Guruprit went to meet him. Gurprit: “Hey, I think you are going to be topper for this semester.” Ghyana: “well, I’ll take it as a compliment Guru…Thanks…” Guruprit: “Bro, have finished your studies for next paper….” Ghyana: “No dear, will prepare for that.” Guruprit: “I just don’t understand, how can you manage these all stuff buddy?” Ghyana: “What stuff yar? I wanted to make my mind fresh, so playing football. I am not doing anything except study.” “You can say this for Girija. She is managing her studies with her hobby very well. I must say, she is very talented.” Guruprit: “On any way, you just turn around the topic to Girija.” Ghyana: “Hmm… I love her man…. I really love her.” Gururprit: “Why don’t you tell her?” Ghyana: “Will tell her soon.” Guruprit: “When Ghyana…. Don’t you think it’s getting late?” Ghyana: “Not at all… she is here, I am here, and we have long hours to spend.” Guruprit: “Time may run out Ghyana…. I think you should accept it.” Ghyana: “I want to enjoy this feeling Guruprit. Right now, her cohabitation is most important for me.” Guruprit: “As you wish.” Rohan: “Hey, what are doing here guys…” “Hey Ghyana, have you booked your’s and Girija’s tickets?” “Mehta uncle was asking about it.” Guurprit: “Mehta uncle?” Rohan: “Girija’s father.” Guruprit: “Ghyana, you contacted Girija’s father?” “You didn’t tell me about this?And where are you going with Girija?” Ghyana: “I was supposed to tell you Guru, but… ” Rohan: “Ok ok, I tell you, Girija is gping to perform at Dwarka. So, Ghyana is also going with her.” Guruprit: “To meet Girija’s family.” Rohan: “No stupid, to attend Girija’s function and he wanted to visit their Penates temple at Dwarka.” Guruprit: “What I coincident Ghyana? Girija is from Dwarka and your Penates temple is also in Dwarka…. There must be some purpose behind this.” Rohan: “Ghyana, you like Girija?” Guruprit: “Like? He loves Girija.” Rohan: “Great. Nice choise Ghyana. You both look together just perfect. I am very happy for you both. Just go with her, meet her family. They are very simple.” Guruprit: “Hmm… Ghyana I want to give one gentle reminder.” Ghyana: “Please go ahead Guru.” Guruprit: “You have decided to participate in Quiz, and it’s not any program, it’s a competition.” Rohan: “Oh yes Ghyana….Did you forget about competition?” Gyana: “No, I didn’t.” Guruprit: “Concentrate on competition Ghyana, it may tough. You have to prepare hard, or think once before participating.” Ghyana: “I’ll participate Guru. Don’t worry. I have already started the studies.” Guruprit: “That’s alright then.” Exam time was over after ten to fifteen days. Everyone was having different plans. A good news arrived that Nitu’s and Niraj’s engagement date had been locked. Niraj’s family was expecting Nitu in Delhi as the vacations started. Nitu also didn’t refuse. She started packing. Guruprit was also leaving for his hometown Punjab. He was insisting Rohan, Ghyana and Girija to go with him. But Ghyana and Girija refused and Rohan said Yes to Guru. Niraj had invited the 3G at their ring ceremony at Delhi. Rohan was super excited, because, Ana- Rohan’s girlfriend was in Delhi. Ana was invited too with Rohan.