Synopsis :
"Phygio", the Intercollegiate was a great success. The boys college bagged the overall shield. Shree met Guru in the intercollegiate. Shree and her friends joined Guru and his friends in their celebration for their winning. Shree and Guru got an opportunity to share their thoughts. Their friendship started growing day by day. She usually park her cycle in front of her home and would park in her balcony around 8 at night. When she came out to take her cycle inside the balcony. She was shocked and horrified.
It was my dearest
Shree was shocked and tears rolled down and exclaimed "Oh my god ! Where is my cycle?". She ran down the street to find anyone was there. The streets looked like a graveyard and there were no heads around there. She ran inside her home and cried "Amma , Akhila... Cycle was gone". They both hurried to the balcony. Mom was tensed and said harshly to Shree "This is the reason , I always tell you to park your bicycle in the balcony before 8 pm. This happened just because of your stupidity". Shree couldn't bear the words and thought "Oh my god , I lost my cycle because of my stupidity? . I usually takes my bicycle and park it in the balcony only at 8.00 pm. What an unlucky day". Though she knows , the bicycle is not her's anymore, She was restless in the street running. After an hour Akhila and her mom called her inside . Akhila consoled her. Shree said "My cycle...... , you know how it really means to me. It was my dearest". Akhila said "It's okay , I understand , but nothing can be done" and continued "I doubt , the boys roaming in this street only would have taken the bicycle, if you are lucky it will come to you again". Shree with tears said "It won't come to me , I am unlucky" and continued "I heard from my friends that people taking others things won't have with them for long time, they would make money out of that. My bicycle is gone for ever ..Oh no....." and continued crying.
No Certificates ..Give me Five thousand Rupees
That day , she couldn't sleep. Without her cycle, she felt one of her arms was broken. She could not stop thinking of her dearest bicycle. She laid down in her bed and starred at the roof. Her thought went backwards.
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Shree and her family came to this town 3 years back. She and her father were standing in the queue for 11th admission in a government school. Shree was very much upset about the infrastructure and the environment of the school, as she studied in a fantastic Matriculation school in her place. But , she had no choice to join in that school. Her turn came , She showed her tenth mark list and other certificates to an old man sitting in the chair and there was a table in front of him. She heard people talking that he was the correspondent of the school. The old man said "No certificates ....Give me five thousand rupees to get your admission or leave the place". He was not polite. She was completely taken back and astounded. She pleaded "But , it is a government school , Why I need to pay money ?". The old man said "Don't talk much" and pulled her certificates from hand and continued "You had studied in a Matriculation school and would have paid in thousands and thousands , Why can't you pay here. Actually I demanded only half of the money" and laughed lethargically. She told "Sir .. I have studied in scholarship. I will not be able to pay that much. Please help". The man said "Don't waste my time ...Next please". Shree was helpless and worried. She realized getting a seat even in government school was a hardest thing without money. She told her father everything. A man standing near over heard everything and said "Arrange for the money or get some recommendations". Shree said in a sad tone "We are new to this place". The man asked Shree's father about their caste and community and gave a card to meet a person. The man said "They have a group of people here under this community who helps poor people for their education. You meet the person in the card and get his help". Shree thought the man was sent by god to help her. They hurried to the place.
Where this man came from ? Jumped from Heaven ?
Shree and her father reached the place. It looked like a printing office for calendars and dairies. The place was congested. They were made to sit in a chair in front of a table.After five minutes a fair guy around thirty years old, wearing spectacles came inside greeting them and said "I am Sarathy , Head of the "X" Community". He was polite and asked the reasons for being there. Shree's father said everything to him and asked for help. Sarathy said "Come here at 8.00 am tomorrow and collect a letter from me and give to the correspondent in school and It will help". Shree and father nodded and said "Thanks" and left the place. The next morning they came to Sarathy's place and got the letter from him and went to the school. Shree was happy that she was going to get the seat , But it happened otherwise. The old correspondent took the letter and read it and put it aside and said "Nothing will work here except Money". Shree blinked "What ?????". They both hurried to the Sarathy's place and told him about the correspondent response for the letter. Sarathy himself hurried to the place and spoke to the correspondent. The correspondent was so arrogant and very tough to deal with and finally the bidding at the auction ended at two thousand rupees. Sarathy paid the money through his Trust and said to Shree's father "Take care , You don't want to repay the money" and looked at Shree and said "All the best. Excel in your studies". Shree wondered and admired Sarathy and talked to herself "Do this earth has still creatures like Sarathy? Where this man came from ? Jumped right from the heaven just to help me?. Though she is younger to bless him . She wished him a long live and his family".
You have no option .. Tolerate Tolerate ...
After she joined school. She struggled for each and everything specially for toilets. The toilets were not like toilets. Untidy and no water. She couldn't even step inside it. Maintenance was terribly bad. She said to herself "You have no other option .. Tolerate Tolerate....." and exhaled. She was going home in bus as she don't have bicycle as other girls. The bus stop was five minutes walk from her school. It will take around twenty minutes to reach the bus stop of her place and she need to walk 15 minutes from the bus stop to her home. It was not a fine day, Shree went to school. She has some stomach trouble and badly need to use the toilet. But thinking of the sanitation and nil water, she decided to control it. The class was over. She ran to the bus stop, Unfortunately it took twenty minutes to get a bus. She said to herself getting into the bus "Is the bus been driven slow or is it my thought?. Is this the theory of relativity which we study in Physics .. Oh no ...". Finally she reached the bus stop of her place in 20 minutes.
Letting everything go from her heart through her tears
Fifteen minutes walk seem her like a very hardest thing in the world. She couldn't even walk fast. She became sad and tensed thinking of her situation. She somehow managed and reached home. She ran to the toilet and was shocked. It was occupied by someone else as it was a common toilet for three houses. She had no option rather to curse the person inside and waited patiently. She prayed to god to give her strength. Somehow the person came outside, She went inside the toilet and found out that man was using the toilet for smoking. She said "Oh Lord .....................". Finally she came out of the toilet and went to upstairs and had silent tears. She thought "I would not have struggled if toilets were available in the school or at least if I own a cycle, this would not have happened". All she can do was just had letting everything go from her heart through her tears.
Ride it , You will learn !
The next two days , she managed to go to school in the bus. That fine morning Shree's Dad suprised her with a bicycle . The bicycle was not new , But to Shree it was precious. She loved the bicycle and was happy and asked her dad "Appa , How did you get the bicycle?". Dad smiled and said "I was already said to Sarathy about this and he said he would help me with the bicycle and asked me to wait. Yesterday , I went to his place , He gave this cycle for free". Shree thanked Sarathy from her bottom of her heart and thought she was always grateful to him. Next started Shree's naughtiness. She asked Akhila "Bicycle is fine. How to ride it?. I am afraid of the traffic in the road. I am not a good rider. I know to ride , But not very good and I don't know to balance". Akhila said "Ride it! You will learn". Shree blinked and said "Do you think so?". Again she had no choice to ride the bicycle. She kept her bag in the carrier behind and drove the pedal. The handle bars started shivering horribly. She get down from the bicycle and looked behind. Akhila showed gestures to go ahead. She started and again her hands shook , She closed her eyes for a moment and exhaled deeply and said to herself "I can do it". Shivering stopped. She rode the cycle with pride and confident.
Wisdom - Uncle or Grandpa
Shree sobbed heavily thinking of her lost bicycle and came back to the present from her sweet memories of her bicycle. She can't believe her bicycle was lost for ever. She finally made up her mind that people may steal the bicycle but not her memories. She tend to remember her dearest friend , the bicycle then and there. From that day , Shree took the Mini bus to reach her college. Whenever she enters the bus , she saw an old man sitting in the first seat with white Shirt and Dhoti. The old man said "Give your bag". The bus was little crowded and Shree gave her bag to the old man. She said "Thank you Thatha (Grandpa)". The old man was furious and said " Am , I looking like an old man , Call me Uncle". Shree blinked and said "What ??? Oh no ..." and exhaled. The old man said "What? Won't you call me Uncle?". Shree with a fake smile "Okay , Uncle, I daily see you in this bus , that to in the same seat. Where are you going and where do you reside". The old man said "I reside two stops before the beautiful girl's bus stop". Shree blinked and was clueless. The old man continued "That beautiful girl is none other than you . I am going to my work in the town". Shree was surprised that an old man talking like this but she liked his attitude of working even at that age. The old man asked her name. Shree said "I am Shree". Since two months , She met that old man in the bus. His name was Gnyanam (meaning Wisdom). The old man spoke to Shree about his family that he has a daughter and two sons. Everybody got settled and were in different towns. His wife died an year ago and he was single. He was making money for his life and send some money for his grandchildren during festivals. While saying , Shree felt great dignity, pride and happiness in his eyes. He never showed his sorrow missing his wife and children. He was so happy. Shree wondered how could a person be this happy without his family. The old man said "Nothing is permanent in this world. We should live happily till our last breath and happily go when god makes a call from heaven. This is life.".
Why I need to worry about the bicycle?
That Monday , Shree hurried to the bus stop. She entered the bus. But some lady was sitting in the first seat. She searched for the old man in the bus. But he was not there. Shree asked the lady if she knows about the old man. The lady said "Sorry , I don't know whom you are talking about". Shree said "Okay". She thought that old man would never missed a day to go for his work. She was worried if he was unwell. Suddenly all buses were struck in the traffic. A heavy crowd passed the Mini bus. Shree was dumb struck on seeing the crowd. She saw the old man, but couldn't be happy seeing him. She saw the old man (Gnyanam) on the bamboo made pall carried by four people . His big toes been tied together , his hands been placed palm to palm position and cotton stuffed in his nose and ears.
Shree was totally out of the world. The crowd disappeared after few minutes. She saw the seat which the old man sits usually. She couldn't stop her tears and remembered the words of Gnyanam "Nothing is permanent in this world. We should live happily till our last breath and happily go when god makes a call from heaven. This is life". She wiped her tears. She hope that he went to God happily and prayed that his soul should rest in peace. Whenever she entered the bus , she always smiled at the seat. She thought when people are not permanent in this world , Why I need to worry about the cycle which I lost. It came to me for a reason and now left me. She hope there should be a reason for that too. She even thought meeting that old man Gnyanam(Wisdom) too happened for a reason. She understood that Wisdom is a virtue that isn't innate, but can only be acquired through experience. Though it was bitter to digest that a man who lived yesterday was not alive today, She understood a great thing from this. Yes ... She understood "Life".
And I can hear you saying "This is really a tragic episode and we are craving for romance and happiness" . and I say "The next upcoming episodes will not only a stunning and shocking experience for Shree ,but for you as well". Here is a gist ...A girl in her college will try to spoil her whole future. The shocking thing is, She is related with Sai . Wait for the shocking suspense ....
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