First taste of love (Part 5)

Reporting every move to Anandi had become my routine. I told her about this incidence too. My conscience had warned me that i would end up raising her curiosity about Rohan. I was influenced after watching the triangle love stories in movies. Deep down i hated started to limit myself from telling every detail to her.

It was Maths Test in the Class. I was not at all prepared for it. I had solved the problems only after guessing few moves. I had also sneaked peeked in to Anandi's paper. She was always good at Maths. I guess she was good at every damn thing back then. At least i thought so.

I could see Rohan struggling at the corner. I smiled to myself. I felt relieved. I knew i was not alone. She simply threw his pen a couple of times and looked at me. We exchanged smiles. He sharpened his pencil. He arranged stuffs in his bench. He looked outside the window. I could see him scribble in his paper at times. He looked very cute and cunning doing all that. He looked at me and i looked away.

My maximum time was spent starring at him. I regret it even today. That was when my marks in Mathematics had drastically slipped down. Rohan at the other hand, had scored 43 out of 50.

'How did you do that?' I had questioned puzzled.
'It was so damn easy that i had to simply kill time in the class all the time.' he had answered.

Today, our son questioned me. 'Mumma can you teach me Theorems?' I try to act busy and pass him on to Rohan. It's amazing to know that he solves them smoothly without a blink.
'Your mumma also knows how to solve problems. It is just that she is better at solving the life problems. I doubt if you will ever get to use theorems in your future apart from your exams.He winks at me.'

I had scored 28 out of 50 in the class test back then.

I have treasured the journey. I have enjoyed and lived every moment we had spent together.

'Mumma, we have a Volley ball match tomorrow. Wish me luck so that i play like you used to play back in your school days.' Sumit said innocently.

Umm yes it was 20 years since me and Rohan knew each other. This was something i never revealed to him. I was too embarrassed to confess about. It has often giving me guilty pride whenever Rohan told people that i was a Volley ball player. Luckily i never had to play and prove it to him. He believed me completely. Well, this makes me guilty. Just a second. Let me confess to Rohan as well as Sumit right here right now.

'I did play Volley ball back in school but i was never very good at it.' I closed my eyes and looked away. 'I had lid to you Rohan,' I met his eyes. He smiled at me while Sumit looked at me as if his life so far was a lie. 'I was just an extra player.' i spilled the last bean too.

I felt better. Much better after the confession.

Rohan sat next to me and held my hand. 'It is not about how good or bad you played. You had played regularly and passionately. You have enjoyed the game. Every one can't be Sachin Tendulkar. It doesn't mean other players are bad.

'Mumma is the best.' Sumit screamed happily. How easy it is to make a child happy.

'How do you know about the Volley ball and throw ball passion of mine?' I questioned feeling a little embarrassed.

'It was the only reason i had stepped into the game.' he smiled cunningly and looked at me.
'You mean?' I questioned. . .

'Well, yeah i had just got the information that you like to play throw ball and volley ball. So, i had tried playing it in order to impress you.' He confessed.

How strange it is that sometimes, little things lead towards a larger goal. In our case, it was marriage. We spent the evening catching on our old found memory. Yes we played Volley ball.

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