The Re-Incarnation of the CLOWN

I have updated this space with articles related to politics,cinema,my personal life etc.This time I just wanted to try something different.I just wanted to write a story.This is my first attempt in writing stories.


Disclaimer: All the characters and incidents described in this story are fictitious.Any resemblance to anyone's personal life is purely co-incidental.Later on,don't fight with me.Let me start the story.

                                 

My hero is a happy-go-lucky young man.According to this story he is a college student. Not a studious guy,not an useless fellow rather.He is anambitious youngster too.This story is all about blind faith, immense affection, misunderstanding and self-realization. So from this paragraph, my hero-the clown, will narrate the story. And in between I will describe certain things. And this is quite a lengthy post too.

"I was born and brought up in a normal town.Infact I would say its a developed village and an under-developed town.From there I came to the city- 'Chennai' to do my higher studies(college :D).My college life started off with a bang.At first I thought,'oh this is Chennai!! A city!! Am from a normal town.How will I survive here?'.Like this there were 100s of questions in my mind.But the first day of the college gave answers to all these questions.Yes it was not that much strict and the guys too were not that much studious as I expected(mollamari pasanga than mukkal vaasi).I, even thought that is it really an Engineering college or what?".


Here I should mention some details about my hero.He is an extremely funny person.He has the capability to make fun of any serious situation and to turn the same into a comical one.The best part about him is that,he would love to keep people around him smiling.He wants everyone around him to be happy. That’s his nature right from school days.But the biggest problem with this guy is anger.He is short-tempered and has faced lot of troubles because of this. One more important feature of this fellow is that he had a unique habit of imitating people around him.And the narration by the hero-the clown,will be continued from the next para:


“Right from my school days,I have never moved with girls.I was comfortable with guys,as I was able to understand them easily and at this point I have to confess that I had some sort of shyness in talking with girls.So I didn’t even think of girls.And in college everything was fine. I got some good friends too. Jeeva,Saran and Imran are my best friends.I have played lot of pranks with these guys.


Once we guys were watching a movie in a local theater. We were so enthusiastic and were out of our control,bcoz we were watching first day first show of ‘Thala’ Ajith movie.I stretched my legs and kept it in the chair opposite to me.The person shouted at me: ‘Don’t u have sense?Can’t u c a person sitting in the chair,how dare u keep ur legs here?’. I replied him: ‘U idiot!!Can’t u c my legs in that chair?If u want u change the seat’.”oooooooooo”-this is the sound which we gave together.On seeing the gang,the man had no other option than to shift his seat.


My friend,Saran,was trying to pick up a girl for quite a long time.And she too was kind of giving positive signals to him.This fellow started jumping out of joy and he even started mocking me that I can’t pick up any girl.I did some calculations in my mind and told him ‘All the best’.He couldn’t understand the reason behind it.On that day night,I called his landline number(thank god,he didn’t buy a mobile at that time :D).His father took the phone(as I calculated :D).I spoke like a girl.This is what I told,on hearing his father’s voice:


‘Hey Saran,this is Gayu da!!Tomo also come and meet me at the same place’


His father:’What?’ I continued: ‘Saran,jus now saw ur gift to me!! The watch is really gr8.Thanks a lot!!But hereafter don’t tell lies to ur parents that u hav to pay exam fees and all,to gift me!!I value ur relation more than the gifts’.


His father disconnected the call suddenly.Next day he came to college with a plaster in his forehead.After that he never tried to pick up any gal(goyyala yaar kitta :D).Life was so good till this moment.It was in the third year, ‘A’ and ‘B’ sections were merged together.There was a girl,named Agalya. She was so good.She was looking simple but superb.Ironically,she came to me and asked some doubts in mathematics.I knew the answer,but I didn’t want to answer her. I hate girls.I hate talking to girls.Yes am a misogynist.So I walked out of the classroom, without even replying her. I was so happy that I have insulted a girl. But…


My frnds advised me.They pointed out that what I did was wrong.When our chat was going on,Agalya came to me.She started speaking:


‘What do u think of urself?Who the hell gave u a seat in an Engg college da? In which school u studied?Is this the manners they taught u?What did I ask u? Did I ask u any romantic question?Ur behavior was like a slap on my face in front of 50 people’(and she started crying at this moment).


My own frnds didn’t like my behavior. That incident made me think.I realized my mistake.Her genuine questions to me,made me think.At once,even I felt like crying,when I remembered the way she cried.Then I apologized for my mistake.I explained my situation to her.I explained that not even a single gal has spoken to me in friendly manner.Thats y I was like this. After a little hesitation,she accepted my apologies.Days went on!! Our gang of 4 became 5. Agalya became our close friend. Agalya is a sweet-genuine-kind hearted girl.She can’t tolerate even a small creature being troubled.I like her very much.I have lot of affection towards her. At once Imran straight away asked me,


‘Do u love Agalya?’. I replied


‘No.My affection towards her is something more than love. For me she appears like an angel.In-fact I look her as a GODDESS- she is such a nice girl.She is one of my greatest FRIENDS on the earth’.


Once I saw her crying alone.I enquired the reason.It was simple yet so serious. She had lost her record note.The prob is she had to submit it in 2 hrs.I couldn’t bear her crying. I collected the extra record sheets from everyone.I started writing the record.I finished it in an hour.Still she was not convinced. She was so scared that whether the sir will sign it or not.I made some funny actions as usual to make her laugh. I started speaking all non-sense.I started singing like a donkey.I danced like a monkey.The whole class laughed at me.They enjoyed, including Agalya.And finally she got signature too and she was allowed to take up the exam.


From then on,my comical singing,mimicry,dancing everything bcame popular. And Agalya loved it too.Days went on. The following sequence of events taught me a lot abt life and people. It was October 8th,Agalya’s birthday.I called her exactly at 12’o’ clock and wished her a happy birthday.She simply said a thanks and cut the call.It made me feel kind of differently,bcoz this is the first time am calling a gal at night and the response was vague.Still I thought,’ok I shouldn’t have disturbed her’. Next day morning,I was waiting in college for her,for quite a long time.I was so excited to see her reaction when I give the apple Ipod to her as a birthday gift.You know what,she has been trying to buy this kind of Ipod for quite a long time.First hour started,she didn’t come. Classes over.She was absent for the day. No response from her for my calls or messages.Surprisingly,the other 3 guys,Saran,Imran etc., too were missing. I couldn’t understand anything. Evening when I met Imran,he told that,she gave treat for them in spencer for her birthday. I was stunned and shocked.

I wanted to cry loudly at that moment.But I couldn’t(I don’t know to cry).I was very angry.I wanted to show my anger towards someone(thank God,nobody called me at that time).But I asked this question to myself :’Am angry on whom?and why?’.I couldn’t get any answer. With a heavy heart, I left the college.The next day when I asked her something casually,she responded kind of harshly. My heart turned childish,I asked her ‘Why r u always harsh towards me?Why don’t u speak affectionately with me?’.She gave an excellent answer:’why should I speak affectionately with u?’. She didn’t even bother to speak about the treat. After that I had undergone such a treatment many times.



I understood that she never took me seriously and I realized she is always treating me like this.



I was speaking to myself in several voices.



’Whats my mistake?I didn’t spk anything wrong to her.’


‘Oh no!Whats ur prob man,she is afterall another gal,why do u bother abt her?’


‘But y these guys too ignored me?’


‘Whats there to worry in this?Is she ur lover or what?Jus forget and do some useful work’



Yes.She is not my lover,but she is my friend.Thats y it pains a lot.I am a complete failure as a person.When an angel like Agalya is ignoring me means, I hav2understand that am an useless fellow.But why did she laugh at my songs and dance.She even asked me to sing in different voices and enjoyed. These guys were crazy when I do some mimicry gimmicks,but why did they ignore me too? I got the answer.Only I considered them as my friends and they didn’t consider me as their friend.I was viewed as a clown.Only a clown, who makes people around him laugh. Who does everything wrong to make people laugh at him. Even clowns do have a heart and there will be pain in it too.It really hurts when we r not even an option in the life of people whom v consider special. There is none to show even a little bit of care towards me. Still am not angry on anyone and its not their mistake :-). I heard the beautiful Tamil song in radio, 'Kadavul amaithu vaitha medai".I heard these lines exactly

"Appavi aan kili thappaga ninaithathu appothu purinthathamma
Athu eppothum kili alla kinatru thavalai than ippothu therinthathamma"

Yes it pains.I am hurt.I am disappointed. But I realized.I understood. Attitude makes the difference. Yes I am a clown.Am just a clown. I will continue to make people laugh.Even I will laugh(afterall I know only to laugh) out loud. But things doesn’t end here. There are lot of clowns who have achieved the CROWN. Yes people who r crowned will have no feelings,no emotions. I too will not have anything from now on. I will do the job of the clown perfectly, but surely I will be crowned one day. I swear that the world will see me achieving something gr8 one day or other. This is going to be my re-incarnation.Yes the re-incarnation of the CLOWN.


That’s it. Since it’s a story,I couldn’t write it briefly. This story is purely my imagination.So u have to get copyrights from me if u want to use this :D.I know ther r lot of talented people here who r capable of making any awkward story as an interesting one :P.So if any such talented people r here means, make it sure that u get the copy rights from me.