* KYA YAHI PYAAR HAI *

Life suddenly takes a drastic turn when you notice that someone is getting or trying to get involved in your surrounding. They make you happy, brings back that missing smile on your face, calms you down in every single problems' in your way and motivates you to deal with it, neither running away from it. This was that unexpected change that every boy wants in their life. Love cannot be achieved, but can be gained as the time passes. But the point is, do love find its way to reach out to you???

Kabir was a decent guy with no any backlog of being a bad person. He neither judged anyone but was still in search of someone who can understand him and like everyone he thought that finding or getting a girl in his life can solve his miseries and problems but no, not everyone is right in their lives. Being a heighted guy, girls used to flaunt him. He was a shy guy ofcourse coz in past few years before he hit his puberty, he was a fat boy and no females used to be around him and sometimes we have to pope up with the change which is going on in our life.

So here was our Kabir, the boxer, searching for his new crush eagerly which he has met a few hours ago. "Facebook???", Kabir questioned to his one and only langotiya friend, Vedant. "Checked", answered Vedant in a firm tone.

"Instagram???"

"Checked!!"

"Snapchat???"

"Uhh, Checked!!!"

"Apne sources se puch kar dekha tune??? (Have you checked on our sources inside there???)"

"Uhh bhai wo toh nai kiya mene (No bro i haven't checked on them yet)"

"Tujhe teri bhai ki khushi dekhi nai jaati na, hai na??? (You don't want to see your bro happy, isnt it???)

"Emotional atyachar matt kar ab, puchta hu unko (Don't try to blackmail me emotionally, I will ask them too)", Vedant replied annoyingly.

"Thank You bhai bss tu hi hai yaar or kon hai mera varna yaha!! (Thank you bro, you are the only one who is wprried about me or else who is there for me outside!!)

"Pyaar me acha ache londe fisal jaate hai. (Whether you are a good guy or not, Love makes you fall for it.)

I never came across such a man who was so eager to just know her crush's name and that too this crush whom Kabir has never met but yeah there was an eye contact, and nothing else. Seriously, love makes a better person too fall on their knees. We, boys, are generally not hungry for those cravings of sex and any other volatile thought or some arrogant fantasies that can harm, but what we really cares about is nothing but a good and caring return from their partner. That loyalty, trust, believing each other, spending time, long-lasting midnight talks, flirty chats, early morning texts to those late night wishes and many more to add-up. True guys never expect anything expensive in return but they just need some attention coz we may not know that how was his past but at least boys think that the girl in their life can help them overcome their dark past and will bring a bright shining morning in their future.

"Many will come and Many will go, it's on you to whom you have to keep for forever", few words said by a great personality and that personality is none other than his father, Kabir's father. Kabir thought that he should take a chance and should get in touch with the girl he saw that day, but no stars were shining in his case. No secret info was being fetched by any of his friends. After that day onwards, he kept on thinking about the girl who made him lunatic. He used to imagine her face every night after that unexpected appearance of her. She wasn't her first love but although she was her third.

"I wish to dive in her deep eyes,

I wish to see her face when she shies,

I want to tuck her hairs behind her ears,

I want to hold her hand in front of everybody here,

I want to see you again,

Whatever it takes for you i will bargain,

I need you beside me always,

I wont leave your hand in any damn case,

I am falling for you girl,

I am falling for you...I am falling for you."

Weekends were approaching. The Boys already made their plans for the Sunday Outpass. Kabir was experienced as a hosteller before too but he was quite shy to make new friends. But, he had two friends who came more close to him further. Hardik, a quite heighted with a huge belly out boy who had those 'I-want-a-girlfriend-too' kinda feeling but due to his heavy weight he never got in touch with more girl. But Hardik was a great Swimmer and belonged to a fisher's family from the city of Uran, Navi Mumbai. Vedant, a boy from the western gullies of Mumbai, another lame boxer who never got much fame in Boxing, but he tried a lot. He had an exception too. He was in the hostel since 6th grade and saw horses, dreamt to sit on them one day and ofcourse to ride them too. He was now a pro horse rider in our batch.

"I am going to Papa Jone's to have some pizzas' there. Is anyone joining me???", I questioned. Hardik was having a 'yes-no' kind of feeling that time but he said yes and sidewise Vedant too agreed to Kabir's idea. The month of August was on and Maharashtra seems to have been flooded by rain water. The weather was not quite right too from few days. I got myself ready for the mess coz the time was 08:30 PM, the time for our Dorm's Warden to arrive to take the respected class out for dinner in the mess. I called out Hardik and Vedant. Hardik came and Vedant was still getting ready. What an Asshole really!!! So, I said Hardik to lets move forward, he will come from behind. While walking, I asked Hardik,

"Bhai, today you know na that 10th class girls batch who passed us when we were seating their on the pavement."

"Haa, I know that batch. Those 10th class girls come for swimming daily. But what happened??? Koi pasand aayi kya???", replied Hardik in a kinky kind of voice.

"Nai bhai, i just asked you frequently. Can you just say me when the girls come for the swimming session in the morning???"

"Bhai, they cross us while our fall-in is disbursing and bhai no chance while that time coz all the Wardens, CTO and Senior wardens are present over there."

"Okay bhai.", I replied and faked a smile.

I thought that there can be some way that I can see her again. Till then, we reached our mess. Hardik took the position of being the Mess Seargent and ordered every class to submit their class strength, leave boys and total strength of the class. We were in a serious military environment and the regulation were not that strict but we, as the senior class in the campus must follow the rules, which we doesn't obey at all. The Senior Warden arrived at the time and ordered Hardik to leave the cadets classwise. Till then, Vedant arrived and I went inside with him. Still the thought of seeing her once more wasn't getting over my head. Then, atlast after applying pressure on my brain, I finally decided to say Hardik about what happened today coz I have just one motive for tomorrow, that is to see her again. After the mess, we three were left on the seargent's dining table, which was specially kept for the senior ranked cadets of the Institute, I called out my silence and spoke with him about today's unexpected view of that girl. He blast out in laughter. All the workers who were cleaning the mess and few kids who were still eating, saw him laughing horribly louder. I was buffed by his humiliation towards my feelings. When he was done with his demon-laughter, he calmed me down and said that yes, there is one way through which you can see her and not meet her. I said, let me first introduce myself and then will see about the meeting series, where and how should it take place. He gasped a wonderful idea in my ears and after listenng him, there were butterflies in my stomach. I was feeling happy and fresh again. I was going to see her again, yes. That night after the mess, I kept on thinking that how she would come and how I will counter her presence again and that too she in front of my eyes. Gosh, I had a rough night that day.

I woke up early before the song was played on the speakers in our room. The speakers usually played those holy morning artis or bhajans, which literally helped all of us to sleep more then. But, that morning, I woke up early. Brushed my teeth, washed my face twice that too with a facewash which was rarely to be seen in a hostel, got ready with a newly ironed t-shirt on and a new white socks pair, which boys never take out until and unless there is a function or their family members were gonna come to meet their 'naughty-but-silent-kid-just-in-front-of-their-parent' child. But, no reasons like that and still i was blushing like a groom, who is really excited for his marriage. I went as per the plans of Hardik and went with him to the place where we were supposed to be. All the cadets march passed us, some were drowsing and some were as active as the reaction of Sulphur with Water, they all went to the Assembly Ground and here I was eager to see her again. I know this sounds more dramatic and childish kind of behaviour, but when a boy seriously tends to see her crush or his girl for the first time, he is literally shy and nervous that what will I do to impress her or what shouldn't be done anything by me that may spoil our date and all funky-ish thoughts. I was nervous too.

Assembly took place, prayers were going on and as soon as the prayers were over, the cadets sung our national anthem. My eyes were stucked on the road perpendicular to me to keep a watch on the swimming squad to pass-by. I was wishing that please god, let me have that chance to see her. As soon as, we rose our school's flag up, I dragged Hardik towards the road and as we reached there, the squad was coming our way. My heart started pounding faster, goosebumps arroused, breathings were heavy, my fingers were playing in themselves in nervousness. We were walking as slow as possible. The squad arrived by our side. All the girls in front of the squad looked at us and passed by but my eyes were searching for that one face which made me go lunatic, crazy, unstable for the whole day just for that one girl. Scanning and searching everyone my eyes popped on the girls in the last. There she was. Walking in the last leftmost line of the squad. Same eyes, same face, same gesture of her, same look. Oh god, those eyes of mine were not in my control at that instance. Within 5-6 seconds, the whole quad passed by and still I was looking at her. "How beautiful she is bhai !!!", words came out of my mouth unexpectedly.

"Khushi, watch your step there.", a girl from her squad called her name that loud that it fled and came on my ears. Atlast, I got to know her name. Khushi.

"She is from the Shooting team bhai, not from our Swimming team. Her name is Khushi Chudasama", Hardik delighted me with some info about her which he was knowing on his side. Let her be of any team, what matters me is her presence. After a delightful start to my day, I went out for quite a jog with my class out on the rainy streets of Nashik city. I just kept thinking that her one look makes my heart go up and down, round and round, then what if she will be with me after?? Her presence made me happy around me but what if I won't be able to be a friend in her friends list??? These thoughts pounded me hard but I realized something with my heart and thought of just one song, "KYA YAHI PYAAR HAI...???"

"Unn nazaro ne qatal sare aam kr dia,

Ek laapata fakir ko raah dikha gaya,

Ae khuda kya ye tera koi farishta smjhu me,

Jisne iss toote dil ko fir se jeena sikha dia...

Dhadka hai ye dil aaj tere iss farishte ke liye ae khuda aaj fir se,

Chain se soye hue iss dil ko wo dhadakna sikha gaya,

Kaisa ye farishta tera khuda jisne qabar me pade murde ko bhi zinda krr maut se utha dia,

Lafzon me uska inteqam kar mene uske liye ye paigaam bhi saja dia...

Kishto me hi sahi usne mujhse pyar to kia,

Jhutha dikha kr humne bhi tujhse hi sacha ishq kia,

Waade wafa ke kia karo janab,

Wafadar iss nachiz ne toh aaj bhi bss aap hi se ishq hai kia..."