The Hero..

When I wakes up, it would be sun almost straight above ahead. Going college was another daily routine for me. Studies were happening in my life just like that and nobody was pushing me so hard that you study and it ended up me having only one book for all the subjects. For few subjects, I had tuition and there it was really funny time in tuition center. When on college, it was a push on me seeing myself as a grown up man. But it ended up like you got so many sweets and your parents telling you don’t touch anything. In the beginning it was a push towards so many things, seeing so many things, but ended up nothing and I was slowly realizing that I was not at all a hero in this world. There were so many out there, and those freaks were performing in front of me, and very clearly telling me that I do not belong here, in their world. So the push that I had in the beginning, were slowly vanishing from my heart in the realization that I do not belong here. Then where do I belong? Then I was like a guy who saw the climax of the movie first and then again starts seeing from the beginning.  Was I disappointed? Not really. But it was like I wanted to do a lot of things in college, but ended up in nothing. Then it was like ‘spitting-on-the-floor’ like attitude. I started hating anything and everything, especially seeing the freaks that over perform, I made sure that I spit on the floor whenever I see them, and when I spit, it would be mixed with the mud of my college ground and would be one day feed a tree, and the tree will tell to my ancestor college mates that one legacy called me studied in this college. On that realization, I was teaching myself to hate subjects, objects and everything in and around me.  But the bogan villa flowers that was there near our college I liked them a lot. It was beautiful like so many girls liked in college. Whenever I get’s time, I used to go there and sat there near the bogan villa as there was a concrete block to sit. Then I used to look above sky, and used to talk to the god ‘What was my problem? Rather if I do not belong to here, why I am here?’. That moment, while I was praying, few freaks, were coming towards me. I thought, did god heard my pray and did the god sent them for me. I was ready for anything as it was not many months I joined. Probably the seniors who were coming towards me might not like what I had been doing in the college, especially the kind of heroism I was doing in college. So I was getting ready for anything, I looked at my muscles, it was telling me that it is ready for anything and I looked at the people who were coming to me. There were four of them, I prayed to my god of fight, Jackie Chan. I was ready for anything and on my analysis, I could easily hit down two of them. Do I need to take few push-ups before they come to me and ask something or before they start a problem. No it was not quite necessary; I expanded my chest and sat on the concrete block, like it was my kingdom. Do I need to wake up, when they come, I asked myself? Normally juniors used to wake up, when they seniors. Nope, it was not quite necessary; after all we are all Indians right. Long time back, during Second World War our forefathers fought with Hitler, I knew that story. But another thing is that I didn’t want to put stain on my shirt, especially during a fight. It can get stain and what I will tell at my home? Nope, No matter this whole world stand against me and blame me, I am not going to leave them in case of trouble. Do I need to take few push-ups? I asked myself. Nope, it will create a wrong impact on the people who comes to fight. They will think that I am not prepared, but on the other side, I was waiting for this very moment throughout my life. I was ready, I was ready for that very moment in my life, I looked at all of them. They were coming to me, I stood like a man, rather in way expanding all muscles I had.  By that time, they reached me.

One guy was shouting at the other guy, you hold and I will pluck. I was thinking, what they are going to pluck. They came to me and asked, can you move little bit. I looked at them, that guy smiled at me. A smile, that was the last thing I wanted at that moment. A ridiculous stupid smile. I wanted fight, I wanted to shout it aloud standing on each one of their chest, when they all will fall down. In my thoughts, I was taking some time to give some attention to the guy who asked me to move. Second guy asked me, we want to get some bogan villa flowers. I moved and walked towards the college, they were making some voices and was plucking flowers. It was nobody sent by god, it was just some stupid guys I thought and continued my walking. When I entered inside the college, there were other few guys holding flowers. It was a festival mood in college. All guys were running all over, I was wondering what is happening today, is it some college festival or something. Then one guy is telling ‘If she is not accepting my flowers on Valentine’s Day, she will never get a flower from me’. Oh!! Today is that day.. The day which is created to make the people like me the very disappoint to the maximum. Do I need to go to college today? I asked myself. ‘Whatever’ I told to myself.. After sitting sometime in class, I thought will go to canteen, I decided. I walked to the corridor of the college and came to one end of the corridor. That was where our class room located, and it was like the row of classes. Me and my friends used to stand there whenever we gets time. The end of the row was for 2^nd group batches. 2^nd Group was filled with so many girls and I was in 1^st group which was mathematics. During the lunch time, we used to stand in the college corridor watching all the girls walking for the lunch. After making sure that even the last girl is gone for lunch, we used to go for the lunch. Then days were passing by, I was concentrating on studies more. But I always wanted to be one of the main stream guys. The guy who perform on stages, sing songs and plays cricket and most importantly guys who fight. Cold blooded fight. One day I was sitting in classroom, teacher didn’t come yet, as the bell was not rang yet. Then one of my friend came in front of the door, and shouted to the entire class room. ‘Maakkan is on fight, on the volleyball court’. Who is this makkan? Makkan as far as I know, was a colloquial term used to call the frogs. Whatever, who cares? But few guys who were sitting back on my desk jump over the desk to the corridor. Some shameless girls, who were sitting on the row also walking/running to the corridor. Seeing all these, I also walked towards the corridor to see the fight. It was like one guy hitting a group of people. My college was situated in a row, in the middle there is a ground. I looked around, all the girls were watching Makkan on a group fight. Shameless creatures..!! I told to my mind. Though nobody was looking at me, from that moment onwards, it was a new me inside. I wanted to fight. I prayed to my fighting lord. The Jackie Chan..!! One day a pray will come in front of me, I guessed. That day, I went to my father asking one thing. Father, I want to join karate class. My father looked at me, while taking breakfast. My father is a kind of father, who will not listen to anything on a first say. So I repeated, once again. My father stopped eating and started looking at me in anger, and shout at me.. ’Karate, don’t you want to do anything else.. Go and study something..’ and my father continued. So after my parents came to know, it was impossible for me to go for karate class.

That day my mind was full of the fight that I have seen on the college ground and the so many people staring at the heroes who were fighting on the ground. I also wanted to do some fight. That night I was seeing or was reiterating through each incidents happened before and after the fight. So many people including girls looking at ‘Makkan’ when this guy was walking through corridors. Even the girls in my class was looking at that senior guy like that. That night I took a decision, I will do some fight in college campus and by that time sleep got into my eyes and I slept.

Next day, when I woke up I was feeling so much energy on my body. It was not the me that was living in this world till yesterday. After taking the breakfast, I was going to college and I was not in fact, walking or travelling on bus, I was floating on the air. Then when I reached the college, it was a total change to the college campus; so many people were looking at me, which were not happening otherwise or on any other days. I had absolutely no idea what happened yesterday. Then when I was going to class room, many people including few girls were whispering in the ears each other, something which I couldn’t understand. I was in a feeling like what is happening on this earth kind. I got into the class room, and sat in my desk without any feeling that something had happened to me. When the class started, few guys came to the door of the class room, they were asking for me. Omg..!! I looked at those seniors,  they were our seniors who were standing at the door and asking for me. That too in between the class running. I looked around, probably there may be another one with my name in the class room, then teacher is also asking for my name and nobody is getting up. I got up on my seat like I am going to take me myself to hang. I walked along with those guys, one was telling that this time, we should win the election. I stopped there for some time and walked along with them.  I had no idea what is happening with me. But only thing which I was sure that these guys were talking very seriously. They were talking something like this, somebody nominated me as the representative for that election and I have to do so many things like requesting for the vote etc. And like a miracle happened in my life, all this was happening in my life. I was raised all of sudden from nothing to a lot of thing over a short time. I was never understanding how all this was happening all of a sudden. Who nominated me? How could I speak in front of so many people all of a sudden? How I could I request vote from girls? I was afraid of doing all these, but suddenly I was doing all of these. Then days were running, and the election was running in its peak time. Then one day, one of senior came to me and there were only few days for election. Today we have to stop ‘Maakkan’, he was tearing some of our wall posts and were disturbing our election activities. Fighting with ‘Makkan’.. For a few minutes, I went to the center of our ground in our college. I was putting my legs on the body of ‘Makkan’, who fell down on the ground and when I was looking around, so many people, including girls telling, whispering, murmuring. In that dream, I was shaken and brought back to the people. Today ‘Makkan’ will go through the college gate, we have to stop him. I looked at the guy who told me this. We means? I asked inside my mind. Then I looked at the guy who told me this. He definitely was not going to survive this mission, I thought inside my mind. Then I looked at my bisceps and trisceps which I developed, using the dumbells, which were a big round stone my mother used to make chutney. Was it good enough, my musles? But fight man..The fight you were looking all through these years. The fight of a man. I told I am ready, I remembered all the Jackie chan movies that I have watched. From all those learnings, Karate was never a problem for me. But I never practiced, all this was one problem which I faced at that very moment. I asked the guy, so we need to stop ‘Makkan’? He told a very firm ‘Yes’. Wasn’t there an echo in his sound that I alone have to do this? May be not, probably it was my feeling that I alone has to do this. The fight of political parties was very strong. They used to fight like anything. During the fight, we may even get wounds, I thought inside my mind. Wounds were not a big problem for me, but I hated the bloods that may flow from wounds, I may get fainted. But nothing was a real problem for me, at that very moment. So that was my day, the day which I was looking through all these years. The fight..!! Yes dude, you are going to be that very one guy all these people were looking for. After the fight, the murmuring, whispering, hearing names from unknown class rooms and all eyes on me like spot light. The moment.. that very moment, you had been looking all these years finally has come. The very moment, for which you were keeping all your energy for like a batman probably or may be like He-man etc. Yes, we have to stop this guy. I told my friend. We all agreed upon the same idea, then it was planning. A plan for the perfect spot, perfect timing etc. That afternoon, I waited near the gate of our college. Our college was located on a hill top and there was a steep road down leading to the college gate where I was standing. So ‘Maakkan’ will come through the road to the college gate. We were standing on separate places. I was standing in a tea shop near the gate. One of my friend in the same gang was standing near the gate and another was standing near the bus stop. The guy who was standing near the college gate will give us the signal was the plan. Then we were waiting for the time to come. Tension was on the air. I could see one of my friend started smoking. I looked at my biseps and triseps. It was telling me, you are all set dude. Then I heard the whistle, it was a signal that ‘Makkan’ was coming. When I run to the gate, I saw him coming on a bike. I got into the rush which had near the gate slowly. When ‘Makkan’ came near the gate, I used both my hands and caught on his body and throw him away from the bike down to the ground. Bike rolled down and hit the gate without a driver. Then it was a fight. People were calling out so many names, I heard few calling out even my name. While I was hitting ‘Makkan’, I doubted.. seriously ..these guys are calling out my name in this situation. Anyway I continued my fight, though my attention was deviated for a short moment of time. But suddenly somebody grabbed me from the back. I was in a struggle to get out of those guys. I was hitting and I was getting hitted. It was a real things happening over there. In the hands of those guys, while I was struggling, I looked around; there were so many people around me. Many of them were girls on the far top of the shop we used to have tea. In that short moment, I heard somebody shouting loud my name. In the eagerness, to see what’s happening, I looked to the side where I heard the name. But the only thing which I could see at that time was a stone coming towards my head. It hit directly on my head. I put my hand on the place where the stone hit, it was blood all over my hands. Blood, all over my hands, I was feeling like the entire world twisting around me. I was hearing a noise like a bee inside my ears for some time. Then my eyes were starting black out. The people in front of me started disappearing and it was like a thick black cloud in front of me. I fell down on the road with a big noise. I cried out loud and in that sound I heard another sound of something falling and my back side of the head started aching after hitting somewhere. Again it was another shouting. That moment, I heard the sound of my mother, brother and sister running towards me. When I woke up, my head again hit on something. When I opened my eyes, I was under the coat. The me who slept on top of the coat, how reached down under was, still a mystery for me. I rolled straight to the door and sat down on the floor for some time as my head was aching. I looked at my hands, there was no blood. My mother came running asking what happened? I told nothing, it was a dream. My mother started murmuring something like ‘dream, made people afraid..’ and started walking towards kitchen. I got into the bed again, but my doubt was something like this. Do people see dreams like this?