A Call On Sunday

It's been a long time that I haven't written anything.Things have changed a lot.Everyone wants and has the potential to grow and improve themselves.It's good to have a dynamic life.
Some of you must be thinking "Hey there are lots of things which don't change and move." I agree my friend but we can say that "Static things also moves but with velocity Zero :P"
So I am also not in the list of exceptions.Like you guys  I have also evolved.Events like conversion from Intern to Full Time Employee at Microsoft.Due to which I will be living my dream every second from July 2012 after the completion of my Engineering.The best part would be that this time I will not be alone from my college I'll be living the dream with few of my best friends.Visit to Parents place,Tracking to Rajmachi and coming closer to nature in Goa has also helped a lot in learning and evolving.

OK ! To taste the sweetness of life We must have the power to forget the past by keeping the good things in Subconscious mind.

So I'll come to present.Today is Sunday i.e 'Day of Sun' the first day of the week.Everyone has their own definition of Sunday as per their likes.Some loves to play,read,write,jog,introspect themselves,track,watch movies,spend time with loved ones, prepare themselves for the coming days and the list goes on.Again I am also not the exception It's my favorite day also.

On Sunday I have to call little Eleven year old girl from Tarantar,Punjab.I have never been to Tarantar and also no family friend connections.But still I have to talk to her Every Sunday.It's small story I think i should tell you guys.

It was 17 April 2009 ,After giving the Exams of second semester of first year I was going to Ambala Cantt where my dad was posted.With lots of thoughts running in my mind like completion of FE in AIT,complexity of exams,strong urge to meet family I boarded the Jhelum Express at 1720 hours from Pune railway station.

I had one upper berth reserved my favorite berth in train.Quality of your journey also depend on the fellow passengers specially when you have to spend about 30 hours in the train.So after a formal introductory talk with fellow passenger I got to know that It was a Punjabi family whose head was serving in Indian Army and They were going to their native place.A small girl the epitome of purity was busy in playing with his smaller brother who was resting in her mother's lap.The eyes of the nikka sardar clearly depict how happy and satisfied he was resting in the mothers lap The Heaven.I slept that night while thinking Once i was also that small and pure fully unknown whats going in the world.The definition of world has changed from mother's lap to 196 countries in the last 18 years.

Next morning when i was busy reading 'The Kalam Effect by P.M Nair ' on upper berth I felt someone touched my leg,I ignored and got back to reading.But frequency was increasing continuously.So I closed the book to look actually who don't want me to read.No one was there I was surprised.I thought not to lay back and continue reading seating.After few moment a head was coming up slowly.Slowly the picture was clear with naughty smiling face.It was the same small girl who was playing with her brother yesterday.You all know that smiling is infectious ,You catch it like the flu,So when she smiled at me ,I also started smiling.The face disappeared soon and I laid back thinking that she'll not disturb me again.I was right It stopped.

But After almost an hour I got an intuition that someone is also on the berth.I looked up And it was the same small girl.I was surprised again.But this time she stood back smiling.I also closed the book and thought what should I talk with this smiling face.As I was busy in thinking she breaks up the silence "Hello Veera ! How's You ?" Veera is the way how people call Big Brother in Punjabi.
I don't have any real sister so I was little emotional at that particular moment of time by being called  'Veera'.She pinged me again and then I came back from the emotional circle of thoughts.I also responded her with a smile.And then once she started she never stopped She was talking,talking and talking.I was also enjoying her company.I also got a chance to play those funny games which children play.She discussed   about her life and told me what she thinks about the world.World was very beautiful from her eyes.I also have to tell her about myself.She wrote her name 'Sanehveer Kaur' ,phone number,birthday and address in my diary with her curvy writing.And wrote mine details also in her notebook.

She was surprised to know that My B'day was falling on next day i.e 19 April .So she started the discussion about B'Day Celebration and her experiences.She sat beside me for the whole day.In evening she shared a secret with me and asked not to tell it to anyone.And i was like 'OK'.She said that she is not happy on the idea of going to Boarding School and her parents are sending him next month.I tired to convince her that Parents do everything for their kids only.It would be for your better future.But she was not convinced.
Time flew like anything at that moment it was Evening and train was at Agra Cantt Platform no 2.

Sanehveer's parents and I were just having a casual talk.And that Boarding secret came into my mind and I told them Sanehveer is not happy on the idea of boarding school.When her parents were justifying the idea I looked at Sanehveer.She was looking at me as I have done the most heinous crime.She has all the right to behave like that As I have braked the promise which i made to her of not sharing the secret.Hey ! Please don't think that i believe in breaking the promise I am a very good secret keeper.I just thought it would be good for Sanehveer only If her parents come to know how she feel.
She started crying after breaking the friendship with me.I was thinking she is just a child she'll forget after few minutes and everything will be normal.But Sanehveer took it very seriously.She kept on repeating the line
" bad veera ! cutti & Erase my details from your diary " while crying.I felt very bad and but i can't show it like her.She stopped crying but kept her hands on her face so that she don't want to look at my face.I was ruptured emotionally I tried my level best to explain But she was not ready to listen.

I was surprised to see how small girl whom I even don't know much can cause such a pain.I went back to my berth repenting. But Nothing great was ever accomplished without enthusiasm.So i decided to go back again and try.A smiling face has now changed as she has lost everything she had in life.I tired for at least half an hour.Even uncle and aunt were trying but she was not in the mood of changing her mind.At 2200 hrs train arrived in New Delhi.I stepped out and was just watching people moving to their destinations as per their own destiny.I saw chocolates at a shop.I remember Snehveer telling me how much she loves Five stars.I bought five Five stars and started moving toward bogie.In between I realized i should not blackmail Snehveer.I decided not to try chocolates.I started talking to her To my surprise she was talking to me.I was very happy to again get back my small friend.

Journey to Ambala cantt was still 3 hours more.She again started her talks and this time she was warning me that this is the first and the last time she is forgiving me.I smiled and offer her chocolates.That infectious smile was again back on her face.She sat with me for those last three hours and she didn't went to sleep.As nothing is permanent Ambala Cantt arrived at 0200 hrs and that lovely discussion has to be stopped.We parted away with a heavy heart.

My dad was there to receive me and i was at home after few moments.It's good to be with your creator on your birthday.I was happy and  narrated the whole Snehveer incidents to my parents and brother.They were like Relations are made in Heaven.I slept with happy thoughts.

In the morning at 0700hrs a phone call waked me up.You'll not believe who was there on the other side."Happy B'Day Veera ! I am first to call naaa " It was Snehveer voice.

On 30 Jan 2010 I called Snehveer to wish on her Birthday.She has the same voice and accent.I was happy to know that her parents has changed their mind and she was not sent to boarding school.

Everything moved with his own pace.I had to change my cellular service and Snehveer's Dad did the same.We both try to contact but it was always unsuccessful.One odd day on 2 Jan 2012 I got a call from a man who didn't know my name but know few of my details.When I confirmed his details He said "Do you remember Snehveer ?"I was thoughtless and said "Yah I Do".He said "I am her Dad".I was jumping like anything at that moment.Actually once in a process of contacting the girl i had called Her maternal uncle but he didn't understood me.Uncle got the number from that source only.

Anyway I was able to talk to Snehveer who haven't forgot even a single thing of that train journey.She told me that she remember my B'Day and she is very sorry that she was not able to wish me.Later on i got to know from aunt that she used to cry that she has to talk to Veera.


On 30 Jan 2012 I was in Goa.We used to ride a lot in order to visit the peaceful and clear beaches.It was late in the night that day I remember It's Snehveer B'Day today but i can't call her as it's too late thinking she would be sleeping.

I use to think i should call and say sorry But there was fear of facing that little girl So i used to give away the idea.One day i got a call from Snehveer .My heart stopped beating for a moment.I didn't picked the call.After few moments I called her "Veera ! How''s You ?" I wished her and accepted my mistake.She was like "It's Ok".But i promised her to call on every Sunday.

So My friends This is how it all begins.But whenever I talk to my small sister That is one of the finest moment of the week.


LOVE and FEAR are only two root emotions in this world.