Sunday, July 12, 2009

Novel Writing

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A very shy, tall looking chap walks to an elderly old gentleman. Young kid ecstatically passes a piece of paper. There is a lot of joy and victory on bright young face of Nikhil. There is even a style of statement while giving the piece of paper.

This is not an ordinary piece of paper; it is a blend of hard-work, dedication & million of lines of mugging. It is our sixth semester result. Nikhil has topped the exam and even got First Class. It requires more than dedication and “Vidyalankar Classes” Crash Courses to achieve over all First Class Result in Computer Engineering Sixth Semester.

Nikhil accomplish that feat with flying colors and felt very euphoric while presenting that piece of paper to Mr.Raikar.

Mr.Raikar knew how important this piece of paper is to him and Nikhil but Mr.Raikar is also smart. He knew what is coming and cooking in Nikhil’s head. Mr.Raikar kept looking at the mark-sheet and appears to behave such that he is reading a normal newspaper.

After a while, Nikhil reminds his father, “I got First Class”.

Mr. Raikar kept one hand on Mark-Sheet while other one over his head. This was sort of Amitabh Bachhan look which strike a chord at Nikhil that one way or another; His father is going to crack a joke on him. Actually, this is where it gets tricky. Like all fathers, they have a way of reminding their sons that “Hum tumhare baap hai!”

Nikhil was expecting a reply from his father which never came. So, like “Beggars are not choosers”, Nikhil responds to his achievement by asking “I was wondering, if I can get a Bike”. That’s it, Nikhil said it. Not here or there, straight what he wanted to tell. It’s like “I got first class and now I deserve a bike”, perhaps rightly so.

Mr.Raikar stands up now. It’s almost imperative that, when a person stands up from sitting down position, he is going to speak truth and that too with higher volume. However, Mr.Raikar has class of his own. He asks, very quietly to Nikhil, “tujha nav kay?” (What is your name?)

Nikhil’s brain cells are moving like million miles per hour now. What exactly old man has in his mind? Why he is asking my name while he only kept it some 20 years ago. But after couple of second of silence, Nikhil says “Nikhil”.

Mr.Raikar responds this time with more authority “pura nav” (Full name, my son)

Nikhil says “Nikhil Raikar”.

Mr.Raikar replies with punch line”Ho, Tujha Nav, Nikhil Raikar aahe. Nikhil Tata va Nikhil Birla nahi”. (Your name is Nikhil Raikar, and not Nikhil Tata or Nikhil Birla).

Nikhil is hushed. Nikhil does not know how to react. Shall he laugh on a punch line of the day which has knocked him and his wish down completely? Or Shall He try another way to put his argument forward. He understood the seriousness in the humorous response of his father that they can not afford Bike and walk away from scene.

1 comment:

Swami said...

Not bad. There is room for improvement but I see some promise in your writing.