The True Love of Childhood
In this middle of life, that days that are left again and again make the memories of that childhood want to get back the true love of childhood. Wish to go back to those school days where the discipline of teacher may have but there was a pure happiness. My childhood was spent at my uncle’s house. My uncle was not married that time so i spent my childhood with one of my widowed aunts. I don’t know when my aunt became widow but i have seen her widow since my birth. Heard from other family members she was married in Odisha. But shortly after marriage she became widow and then she came back to her father’s house. When she returned her father’s house, she had a daughter later who got married. Now the aunt has no one except her own daughter and us.
My parents used to keep me in uncle’s house from beginning. I do not know what they thought but i had a good time at my uncle’s house. I am very quiet since my childhood so I did not like socializing with other friends very much. So when i got the news that i would be admitted to primary school i was upset. I still remember when i first went to school my aunt used to force me because school was a place i did not like at all. The time when my aunt dropped me and went home was the most painful moment for me. I seemed as if she would never come back to take me away. I did not like to talk to others kids in school. Realizing this my school female teacher used to keep me specially with her. Even so i felt like everyone in this school was conspiring against me and i had to escape from here anyway. Thinking about that still makes me laugh.
As a child i understood a little bit of every subject but Mathematics never came to my head. I was already in a lot of trouble and this mathematics increased my problems. I had no idea what this strange subject was all about. The math teacher was very scary, and he used to get angry on small words and make, my fear worse. He may have realised that by shouting more at the students make able to clear the topic. Hearing his screams, i had feeling like heart attack. I, sat by the window and looked out, waiting for my aunt to come and take me home. I fantasized to myself that one day i would grow up and no longer have to stay in this prison, i would roam free and eat whatever i wanted.
One day i did not understand a math subject at all the teacher was getting very angry with me. He kept on saying that you do not understand such a simple thing, you are a stupid boy. I was sure that now he would beat me. I closed my eyes in fear. As i closed my eyes i heard him saying to someone ” Priyanka i should come and tomorrow that he understands this topic”. I was somewhat relieved to think that at least he was not hitting me. saying this he angrily left the class. I saw him leaving and a little girl came in front of me and looked at me angrily. I thought like one danger has gone but another one come. Suddenly she said, ” Hey boy you do not understand such a simple thing?”. I replied, ” I do not want to understand, please let me go to my aunt”. She got more angry on hearing this and shouted that ” I am helping you and you will understand this very easily”. After so long I looked at her and saw the girl was perfectly fair, but her face was red because of yelling at me. Then she explained it to me so nicely that i understood it easily and showed my teacher the exact figure the next day. Since then, my friendship with that girl stared.
After this incident, the problem i had with maths gradually decreased under that influence of that girl. gradually i became so dependent on her that if she did not come to school i would not enjoy that day at all. The Cring for my aunt was also stopped. in those days boys and girls were not so advanced as they are now, so they did not understand love at that age. But yet attraction to the opposite sex has always existed and will continue to exist in future. We may not know why we liked each other but we could not live without each other. One day she told me i will marry you when i grow up. I was also very happy but i started scratching my head beacause i did not understand what marriage was all about. One day she took me to her house and introduced me to her mother. One thing i came to know after going there that her mother and my aunt knows and talk each other . Her mother gave me something to eat and tied me some foods to bring home. I also came home in happily and had long talk with her while coming.
After that our friendship became stronger to stronger. And many incident happened in our class where she always used to support me. Once she was taken by her parents for a week on travel purpose so she cried a lot because she could not see me a week. I did not understand exactly how much a week at that time but i thought it was a long time. Then we stared to growing up and in time i had to move into my own house. I did not realize how much time has passed but these events seem to have happened just recently. Now i do not go to my uncle’s house much but i remember those old memories a lot. My that aunt has become old with time and now she can not walk properly. It’s sad to think that one who used to go to school holding her hand today she has to walk with the help of others. This is the game of time. time has changed me too. I am not afraid of anyone now now i am a brave person. But even today when i get into trouble, it seems as if anyone says come from behind ” You do not understand such a simple thing?”. I have been looking for that girl for a long time but i have not found her. i know that i have lost her and will will get her back. May be God sent her that time beacause i needed her. Now i am strong so she is not coming to my life.
May be she has become of someone else after waiting for me a lot. However, at least once in my life i want to see her, i want to stand in front of her and see her well. No Not to fulfill that childhood promise to get married, just see her once, just once. I want to see her from a distance so that she does not know but i want to see her only once. Tried hard to find their house but the old house is no longer there and also people are not able to say anything about them. May be there is no hope of getting her back. i also asked my aunt about them but she has lost her memory and now she does not understand anything what people say so anything knowing from her is also impossible. I sat down to write without seeing any way. I am not old enough to cry now but I just feel pain inside. My Mind says only one thing, only wants to see her once, only once.
