Old Friend.
I was part of the school band. We stood in the front facing all the girls who prayed while we played the dhol,drum, and more. I think the purpose of the band was to simply wake the girls up or maybe to hide the ones who were not really singing, but moving their lips.
Why was she not wearing white and blue? The girls without the uniform were to form a seperate line. Shouldn't she be standing in that line? Ah, it was her first day at "my" School. I don't really remember or know where she came from. As everyone stood on the school ground for our morning prayers, along with them she stood towards the back of the ground. Not only she stood, but, she 'stood-out' wearing a purple velvet dress which was long, not long enough to cover her ankels. Perhaps her mother wanted her to show off her anklets. She was short for 5th grade, yet her presence was tall enough to be noticed.
She was fairest of them all with goldnish brown hair, when she laughed really hard her face turned pinkish red, her eyes were light brown with facial features so sharp. Her earlobes were little and attached to the side of her face. Her feet were small with toe nails painted red, like her lips. I wanted to have her earlobes. Really.
I am not sure how we started talking but we became good of friends. Then she left.....Reshma, The new girl at school moved yet again. I wonder where she came from and where she went? Though, her image remains in my mind - Beautiful.
Why was she not wearing white and blue? The girls without the uniform were to form a seperate line. Shouldn't she be standing in that line? Ah, it was her first day at "my" School. I don't really remember or know where she came from. As everyone stood on the school ground for our morning prayers, along with them she stood towards the back of the ground. Not only she stood, but, she 'stood-out' wearing a purple velvet dress which was long, not long enough to cover her ankels. Perhaps her mother wanted her to show off her anklets. She was short for 5th grade, yet her presence was tall enough to be noticed.
She was fairest of them all with goldnish brown hair, when she laughed really hard her face turned pinkish red, her eyes were light brown with facial features so sharp. Her earlobes were little and attached to the side of her face. Her feet were small with toe nails painted red, like her lips. I wanted to have her earlobes. Really.
I am not sure how we started talking but we became good of friends. Then she left.....Reshma, The new girl at school moved yet again. I wonder where she came from and where she went? Though, her image remains in my mind - Beautiful.
posted by Pallavi | 8:31 PM
24 Comments:
very good description of Reshma. I can picture the scene in my head!
Good writing...
I'm moderating all ma comments...so unless I approve them, they will not be displayed. Sorry for the inconvinience :(
Now lemmme read the post :)
Is this the Reshma I think it is?
and so is your description and your lines: beautiful!
@Razia,
Me too. I could just close my eyes and see her right there. I wonder if she still looks the same...
@Vanathi,
Thank you and welcome to my blog :)
@Arjun,
Ahh, but i went back and saw that my comments were up and posted :)
@Anjul,
No Anjul its not the same reshma u are thinking. But she was definitely the reason why i posted this blog... Same names..and Resham is in LA right now(havnt seen/met her yet).....So was thinking about the name and remmebered my friend Reshma Laad.
@Dreamgirl,
Thank you miss. The reason i am not in touch with her cuz she moved away when we were in 6th ( i think) and i guess we were too young to know how to 'keep-in-touch' and cheris friendships... though i am glad over the years i've learned how to cherish memories..and hope the habit continutes.
@Susubala,
so sweet. Some connection "they" say.... beyond our understanding - perhaps.
@Rohit,
Thank you sir. get a hair cut yet?
haircut.. noooooo not yet... am trying to sport beatles.. my fave band after all!!
Nice.... Brought back memories of my school days, and my childhood friends! And the 'separate line' brought back special memories too, cos i was first in that line alwez, in my school! :) Not for uniform, but for talking or playin during the 'assembly' :)
Hope your friend Reshma reads this post and gets in touch with ya!! :)
@Rohit,
beatles are hot as usual..and long hair is sexy when u can pull of the soccer player look.... ya?
@johnny boy,
u a depp fan?? hahaha u must have been a rebel when a kid. About running into reshma..i hope i dont....i want her image to stay the way it is in my mind right now.... things change as years pass by... be it good or bad...i prefer the 'memory'
memories of beautiful faces and beautiful souls u met back in school...nice one Pallavi :)
I still wonder where some of my school friends r...working, married perhaps, mums? Just recently I heard one of my close friends from primary school, had died from some illness...she was a mum of 2 very young kids...it came as aquite a chilling shock to me...the way she giggled and played with me on the schoolyard slides...I still remember...
However I hope Reshma is alive and happy somwhere beautiful...
Keshi.
@keshi,
thats really sad about your friend. Sorry to hear.
hheheheh so sweet...
first wen i read I thought u are writing abt the band n morning prayers...
(it used to be so boring ;-)
so u still in touch with Reshma ???
take care
cheers
hey I think many can relate such incident in life..
Many people we meet& part, but there in a heart exist thier memory..
well.. am trying!!
@Puneet,
i actually enjoyed the band and the prayers...(weird eh). and no i am not in touch with her.... i wasnt even after she left my school in india..
@dreamgirl,
Thank you! It feels good to know that i am 'known'
I lived in india untill i was in 8th standard(for 13 years). Then moved to the states. Been living here for the last 11 years. As far as # of years are concerned.... india still takes the lead. I finished rest of my education in the US. I definitely do miss india. Untill now all my family was here but now my in-laws are in india..and my husband and i very much miss being near them.
About childhood days, somehow i still manage to take trips back to india.... not always via the plane..but some through my thoughts and memories...and just bits and parts of de-ja-vu's.
@B&B,
I agree.
@Rohit,
=) ha!
hey.. was going thru ur profile.. trust me you are the first person i have ever come across who has liked the god of small things! i used to keep thinking why people didnt like the book...but now i have given up!
I think you betta search her on blog....who knows she might have turned into a blogger too.
:)
By any chance...is she Reshma Sanyal ;
Just kidding
@Dreamgirl,
memory lane... :)
@Rohit,
Miss Roy writes well...also Jhumpa Lahiri...did you read interpreter of maladies? i really like that book. I hear Namesake is a good read as well.
@arjun,
Ahh like i said b4 i dont know if i'd like to know where reshma laad is...
and no its not Reshma sanyal.
yea... pick up namesake.. i read it.. i thought interpreter of maladies was a better read. but u should read namesake, nevertheless.
and hey.. Time to update!!
How touching.
Rock on!
how r u girl? no new posts?
Keshi.
Damn! Even I dont know what half my class of tenth is doing. Well, had e-mail then, but dont know how many of us had a mail id. Atleast I did not have one eight years ago. Things would be different if we had mail ids :-(
Man that reminds me of my old pals in school who are all far far away
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you get at the heart of human angst over not being allowed to reconcile people's absences in our lives. with your post, you help people understand that things that impact us in our childhoods can stay with us well into adulthood. As for you and Reshma, I wish you well.
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