Love Never Ends

With the arrival of the Rituraaj Spring,the queen nature dresses up herself with all the beauties. In the morning,golden sunshine glisters.The sky is azure. Cool refreshing breeze blows. Spring is the time when tulip,daffodils and lilac spread away their petals in the sunshine and the Earth seems like a wonderland.In our country,Spring is the time for flamboyant Krishnachurā, dazzling Ashoka and blazing beauty of Palash. Spring is the season of romance.Spring is the time for Vasant Panchami. In the morning,crow pheasant sings.In the twilight of the dusk,the song of yellow-watelled lapwing reminds oneself of the lover.Grey ridges lying in the horizon tell the stories of love,the saga of eternal romance.In the evening,when the whole surroundings of Daltonganj look alluring in the silvery moonshine,and the cool breeze blows and leaves of Sal and Teak murmur,the environment gets filled with the attractive fragrance of Mahua,if you sit alone and see this flamboyant exquisiteness of the nature,love will surely occupy your mind.The lonely poet thinks of his past lover.If anyone who has never fallen in love,will be desperate to fall in love in near future after seeing the winsomeness of nature in the spring.

Here love tells its own story.

In the holidays,Subham is coming to his hometown Daltonganj. Daltonganj or Medininagar is certainly one of the most beautiful places of India.Daltonganj is the heart of Palamau which is resplendent with the resources of nature.Here,the sublime beauty of the Sal,Teak, bamboo,Mahogany and other deciduous trees will fill your mind with a strange feeling of serenity.Nestled on the banks of the elegant North Koel river,named after distinguished anthropologist Colonel Edward Tuite Dalton ,the town boasts not only of its incredible natural ,cultural and religious resources,but also the simplicity,unconditional love and warmth of its people.Daltonganj is also famous for its glorious sunrises and sunsets during the summer months. If you visit it in a summer afternoon,you can't but be gay!

Shbham works in Kolkata,he is an IT employee but every time,he goes to Daltonganj,the mesmerizing beauteousness of this place reminds him of his teenage love,Sangita.

Subham can remember the time when he got acquainted with Sangita for the very first time. Subham was a student of class 9 then. Their eyes met for the first time in the tution batch of Niraj Sir.When Subham beheld those deep eyes full of secret and resembling the eyes of a fawn,he could perceive the silvery effulgence of love emanating from those eyes.Her eyes were sparkling with passion,hope and positivity. The alluring smile in her moonlike face can outrank the beauty of gorgeous silvery mooonshine and sparling golden sunshine of the morning.Subham was really lost then in her deep dark eyes that was made more beautiful by the application of Anjana ( Collyrium).It seriously impressed his heart. The vine of her body stirred his heart. With the glance of her youthful eyes,she awakened passion in him.As it seemed that his soul started to sing in more melodious tone than of a crow pheasant in the shower of morning.Her crimson red cherry like lips allured him.

The dark black glossy hairs falling on her neck ,shoulders and breasts remembered him of the dark nimbus clouds that get accumulated in the sky during the time of rainy season. A unique aroma was coming from her body that only a lover can sense.

The breeze coming from the meadows whispered in his ears,"Let's fall in love!"

So at the very first sight,Subham was struck by the arrows of Cupid. That's how began his infatuation.The moonlike face of Sangita began to appear in Subham's dream.

But it was the weirdiest thing that Subham was being unable to tell Sangita of his feelings of first romance. Even,he was not able to say a single word to her. He was so afraid and shy.

It is said that with the passage of time ,love begins to increase. With the rapturing moments and events,adulation always multiplies.Slowly this transient infatuation turned into a strong,durable bond of friendship.With the arrival of Spring,the Sal,Teak and Mahogany trees decorate themselves with new leaves and flowers,love also takes new flavours with changing time.

Finally came the dream moment of Subham's life. Subham was able to talk with Sangita for the first time.It was a beautiful morning of Spring and golden sunshine was glistering. Niraj Sir had taken a Math exam and Subham here got the full marks. Sangita stared at Subham's face with that winsome,charming smile and slowly murmured "Congratulations!" Subham was close to her ,so Subham could hear it properly. After all,those were the words of love and only a true lover could identify it.As in the nearby woodlands the newborn leaves were flattering and dancing in the shimmering cool morning breeze, Subham's heart began to dance in ecstasy. Such beautiful were the colours of teenage romance!Niraj Sir was full of praise for Subham's dedication,dilligence and talent, but Subham was in no mood to listen to those encouraging and motivating words. He was obsessed in listening to this melodious song of love.Really this teenage memory was bliss of solitude,Subham thinks now.

Finally Subham and Sangita were close friends.And with the passage of time,this sweet bond of friendship turns into a romantic bond of intimacy.And after Subham's

ISC Exam ,it turns into an everlasting, sweet, amorous,passionate bond of love.After ISC exam,Subham confessed the deep feelings that he had kept secret for so long.Subham confessed about his immense love to the charming inamorata of his dream,Sangita.Subham can remember this moment very well. It was a bright summer afternoon.Cool soothing breeze was blowing.White patches of clouds were wandering in the azure sky.Subham and Sangita met on the bank of North Koel river. Subham was determined to express his love,but he was fearing for the response from Sangita in return. And this is the condition of all lovers before expressing his love to his paramour.The wave of passion and anxiety that was rising in his mind periodically,outdid the sparkling waves of river in glee.Just a pin drop silence was everywhere! Only a murmuring whisper was coming from the Sal,Mahua and Kendu forest.Beside the river,the black Titi flowers were fluttering and dancing in the cool romantic breeze.

Holding the soft hand of his lady love,Subham said,

"Oh, how beautiful are the dwindling waves of Koyel,

When the sun is bidding good bye in the red western horizon

The fresh air just making my mind and body sound,

The total enchanting landscape is just making me spellbound!

Oh, how beautiful is the girl

Whose eyes meet with that of mine

The mole on her cheek is so captivating

Her beauty is just divine!

Like a melodious cuckoo of the spring she sounds

Oh dear, I'm just spellbound!

Like a tornado or a furious whilwind,

Bestowed with divine beauty,often you come in my mind.

With your sweet companion and angelic passion,

You never let me look behind!"Finally Subham was able to express his feelings that he had repressed in his heart for so long.

Sangita was silent ,she looked deep into Subham's eyes. The environment was being fascinating and pulchritudinous with the time. Slowly Sangita murmured,

"O my love,I will be your daydream,

I will wear your favourite things.

I will take you to the paradise,

Please say that you'll never let me go!!"

Subham was at seventh Heaven. The hilly forests and valleys were singing the song of love with his heart.In this romantic twilight, the sun was going down the hill overlooking the deep dark forest, the sky was decorated with a splendor of magical colour.The sea of saffron engulfed the embracing lovers.

It is often called,"Life is like a tunnel,it will twist,turn and bend."

Subham can very well call up the moment when he was in his college life. It was his final year. After the completion of the exam,he along with his ladylove had trip to the tremendously dazzling hill station of Jharkhand,'the queen of Chhotanagpur',truly the Nature Hut- the enchanting Netarhat.There the love took new colours again.

Located in Latehar district,Netarhat is nestled

in the heart of deciduous forest.When the view of nature is more and more enchanting,more and more pristine, more and more panoramic,more and more alluring, the feelings of human mind becomes more and more intense.The green jungle of pine,bamboo,pear,Kendua and Sal is the abode of ultimate peace and eternal solitude.The famous pristine cascading waterfalls Lodha and Sadni are not far away.It was the late spring, and Palash was in full bloom. The fresh air was filled with a divine aroma. It was seeming like perhaps an invisible artist had filled the whole landscape with the blazing red pallette.

Here one day when Sangita and Subham was obsessed with the beautiful view of dazzling winsome Sunset from Magnolia point,then from Sangita ,in that silent emvironment,in that abode of peace,in that romantic pink twilight,in the cool evening breeze,Subham heard about the legendary poignat lovestory of a British girl Magnolia,who fell in love with a native local boy.Magnolia was deeply impressed with the melodious symphony coming from the flute played by the youngster. Slowly she was infatuated,and this momentous infatuation turned into an everlasting romance.No matter what the barriers and obstacles are,but love never fears,love always dares.

But her society which was suffering from an artificial idea of status, ego,self-centeredness and self-obsession,was not ready to accept her love. But she was never to repress her feelings and follow blindly to the restrictions and constrains imposed on her by her family.She was desperately in love with that tribal sheferd boy.And she somehow realized her cherished dream was not going to be fulfilled.So she took a heart-breaking step!

One fine afternoon,when the panoramic environment was singing the song of solitude and peace,riding on her favourite horse,she came to this beautiful,dazzling place of peace,positivity and solitude. And as soon as in the western horizon,the red sun bade the nature good bye, with her favourite horse she straightaway dived into that deep alley and breathed her last.So that was her lovestory.

Time may pass. Lovers may die. But love reigns forever. Love is everlasting.In that beautiful hilltop,in that view of amazing sunset,Sangita promised-

"Fragrance of our love will be there in the lake of tears,

Waves of our love will dwindle in the ocean of sorrows,

Symphony of our love will overwhelm the valley of death,

Vivacity of our love will be seen to the end of our life!" Perhaps the pulchritudinous nature was chanting those lines with them.

In the bliss of solitude,these romantic moments flash upon the inward eye and tears begin to roll down from Subham's eyes.The mail train is running at the breakneck speed,crossing the stations and running through the thick forests of Sal,Teak,Mahua,Kendu, and the train passes through the countryside with vast mustard fields and hillocks lying aside. The train crosses the bridges on the river. Closing his eyes,lying on his couch Subham has obsessed with the sweetest thoughts of Sangita,his Sangita. The train passes villages and cool refreshing air coming from the window kisses his cheek,tries to refresh him,whisper in his ears about new love,new romance,but Subham is already obsessed in thinking about his one and only ladylove. Three years ago,his Sangita departed for Heaven due to blood cancer.But Sangita is alive now,very much alive in Subham's thoughts.

Lovers die,but love remains for ever. For Subham,Sangita is very much present in the sparkling waves of morning sunshine,romantic silvery effulgence of the full moon night,the fresh morning breeze of the Netarhat valley,the murmuring whisper that comes from the forest in a summer night, red splash of Palash during the spring, and dwindling sparkling waves of Koyel. Love never ends,love is everlasting.