She sat at the bench alone, she would often come here and sit. This part of school usually wore a deserted look on a Sunday.

She sat there staring at the boats, moving slowly, casting their fishing nets in the mighty Ganges. She heard the whistle of a train at the distance, she lifted her gaze from the

He walked alone, whistling, looking straight in front. He hurled his bag from his left shoulder to the right one. He stopped picked up a stick and waved it with a force, the sound of swoosh excited him. He looked at the other side of the road, his younger sister and brother were walking hand in hand giggling. He spotted a crow, alongside the road, pecking at a chapati (bread), he sped towards the crow with great speed, and scared the bird. The crow was threatened and flew away, cawing loudly as if cursing him. He grinned, he knew the crow won't give up and would return to its meal as soon as he turned away. He walked on.

As soon as the school gate was in sight, he broke into a light trod. His sister called him, he waved his hand as it was her routine to call out to him and remind him to finish the tiffin and not while away the lunch break playing football. He ran towards his class, and hurriedly sat at his favourite seat next to the window overlooking the ground. His best buddy soon joined him and he narrated the incident of the crow to his friend, and both giggled. The bell rang.

Once, the teacher entered the class, they both took out their books and started studying. Often he would steal glimpses at the ground when the teacher turned his back towards them. He could not wait for the lunch break to start. Two more periods to go.

The bell rang and he and his friend dashed out of the class, he grabbed the football from his friend's hand. The other boys gathered, soon teams were formed and the game started. They played.

Towards evening, he stood at his home's doorsteps, his sister stood next to him, his mother stood there glaring at him. One of her hands twisted his ear while the other held open a tiffin box with its food contents still intact.

She tossed in her bed, but she could not sleep. Finally, she gave up trying and sneaked out of the bed, carefully, not wanting to disturb her mother. She tip-toed to the other room and slowly turned on the light. She stood there alone in the room, waiting for her eyes to adjust to the light. Then she leaned against the wall, one hand on her waist thinking, what to do. She glanced at the clock, it was 2am, she sighed. She walked towards the chair and sat there, resting her chin on her palms.

A soft breeze blew, the curtain fluttered, she looked at the balcony door, and caught the glimpse of a lone star, twinkling. She opened the door softly and stepped out in the balcony. She leaned against the railing, the cool iron felt freezing cold against her bare arms. A soft breeze made her satin gown flutter while her bare feet rested on the cold tiles. One foot flat on the ground and the other swaying softly on its toes. Her eyes were fixed at the star, as it twinkled alone in the dark night. It appeared to her as if the star was dancing, merrily to a silent song which the breeze sang. The black sky was its dance floor and she was the lone audience.

She lay alone, thinking, a lump rose to her throat and her eyes started burning, and tears flooded her eyes. They felt warm against her skin as they rolled down her cheeks. She wiped them and turned in her bed. Dawn was about to break, she looked out of the window, and stared at it blankly. She lay there silently looking out of the window at the blank dark space. It gave her the feeling of being blind. Emotions had left her, she felt empty, but her gaze was still strong.

She didn't realize as the sky slowly turned purple, red and then bright orange. It seemed as if her reflexes had seized to respond, her eyes set at the window, she stared, without blinking, her face expressionless.

Her eyes betrayed her again, and they burned as fresh tears trickled down her cheeks. She wiped them and got up, resting her head against the wire mesh, the cool morning breeze caressed her face, she closed her eyes. The cool breeze against her burning eyes relaxed her.

She opened her eyes after what seemed to be a really long time to her, and was ecstatic to see that a peacock sat perched atop the Dining Hall building. She had seen peacocks in the premises, but they were never so close to the hostel buildings. She smiled, and the sun rose, filling the whole room with bright light, she embraced herself as she looked at the red ball surfacing slowly at the horizon.

Soon, there were movements around her, the girls had started getting up, her friend got up and punched her at the back and said "Don't tell me you slept sitting in that position the whole night!" She turned and winked at her friend and said "Get up you sleepy head, School nahi jaana hai kya?" (Don't you wanna go to school) Saying this she pounced on her friend, tickling her and playfully punching her, till they both collapsed rolling with laughter, while the other girls cursed them for making such a commotion. They both got up, and raced downstairs, pulling each other and stumbling over the stairs. She suddenly stopped at the stairs and peeped outside the window, the peacock was still there, she smiled and ran to catch up with her friend.

Small incidents in my life, which took me by surprise.. I cherish the memories..

• An email, after 8yrs, from a classmate, who used to always pick up fights with me.. but now was a great friend!

• A call from a friend after 2yrs on his birthday, sitting alone somewhere, and pouring his heart out about his loneliness.. how I felt? Sad that he was lonely, happy that he considered me a good friend and content that I could console him.

• Scrapped a person, after 12yrs whom I always knew by face, but never spoke to him.. My friend's elder brother.. now my best friend!

• It all started when I hit upon a group on Orkut, yes I finally met all my friends whom I had last seen when I was in 3rd Std, almost 15yrs later, we were chatting and talking and trying to catch up.. after all 15yrs were to be covered!

• While watching news on TV a particular name struck me.. a reporter.. from Jammu.. After 4yrs just sifting through a friend's blog the same name stares back at me... Am I excited? Yes!

• A girl, who did the same things which I did, I did not even know she existed, just had a common friend .. yes.. coincidences:- we bought earrings the same day, we ate Chinese the same day, we picked up fights the same day and tonnes more.. she somewhere in Delhi.. me here in Pune.. thanks to the common friend's observation.. I found a twin sister!!

Hey all..
Sorry for being away from the blogosphere for quite sometime.. was busy with work! Yeah! I ain't lying .. get that look off your face! Indeed.. had a tough 6weeks.. with a pathetic product and machines which were just not ready to co-operate.. and would crash every time.. I seriously feel that machines have some intelligence.. they can always sniff the 'critical stage' you are in and the approaching deadlines.. and would crash when least expected!!
Hope to have a story coming up soon.. have an idea brewing up already in ma head! :D
Ciao..