It was my first day in the diploma course that I joined with a genuine reason I had for my parents, “My friends are going to study computer science and diploma is a chance to get admissions in direct second year engineering”. It was not because I was an engineering enthusiast but only due to my love for my friends and my intention to be with them. I was never a studious book worm but an average student who never kept any papers pending for the next semester.
I was always a class level artist and got several small state level prizes in drawing competitions during my school-days. I used to draw pictures of my teachers, dogs, cats and everything around me. Whenever I used to study about the working of a microprocessor to an operating systems working; all I used were drawings that could make me remember the way I have to write them.
I entered the first year and started involving more into studies as my vehicle partner was a studious guy. I always used to sit in the back benches and as always draw caricature of my teachers and show it to the friends after the class was over. We all used to laugh and make fun.
One day while walking towards the library I saw a figure, tall and attractive that took away my heart in the first glance. I turned once, then again and again. I could never restrict my eyes to revolve around her and she used to pass a light smile in return. It was like printed in my heart and my artistic mind shifted towards drawing her, as a masterpiece. I filled a number of engineering drawing sheets with her photographs portraying her hairs, her face, and her overall posture. It was not hard for my friends to understand that something is wrong with me. I was running on a wrong track which I never did in my life before but then it was a young age and I was immature.
My parents were never happy about my hobby for drawing always and no serious studies. Soon a resolution was passed in the house approved by my father to stop me drawing until I complete my engineering. That made an end to my artistic career.
So, that was my first story and last story of first love in life and that too as an artist. There were several girls that entered in my life after this incident but I was never attracted towards them. All I could still remember are the memories of her smile and my drawings. You all might wonder why I discussed this incident today. This is because I saw vaaranam aayiram today and that reminded me about the old college life. This is something I can never forget.
Today I am too far from drawings and caricature, and girls too. I do not find time for anything mentioned above after my work hours or to be frank I am not interested to spend more time on such activities but yes I have a lot of memories that I can dig and make myself satisfied.
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