Atlanta Georgia Samagam 3 day journey changes my life 2011 <

Well two weeks before this journey I was talking to my cousin (LK). Her family lives with our family.... joint family (our fathers are brothers). We were talking about what kind of guys we want in our life in the future. Just how typical Indian girls talk about their futures. Both of us being 17, me being older we live in a very strict family where our reputation is everything... Sikh religion... but we are not completely Sikh because we have cut hair an all. Okay so we were talking about what kind of guy we wanted in our lives... Blah blah blah on our way to DC.. a few Weeks later we go to the samagam. I really was confused whether to go or not because my parents were staying home but I was going with the rest of my family .I have one brother who is younger than me, but also taller. So I went, we left on Friday at 6 in the morning and we reached the Gurdwara at 3 in the afternoon. We went inside; I was wearing jeans, and a red hoodie. Not appropriate for GW but I had no time to change and it was a journey so jeans were more comfy. Well we go inside and I see this guy he was wearing a zip up striped jacket with some active black track suit pants and was in the kitchen. He seemed like the other guys, just a player. I made an assumption before really knowing him. Well turned out my aunt had met him in another samagam in Detroit. She told us a few of his stories before we ever saw him. I thought then that she would be talking about some fobby guy who was from India.... Right when I saw him I forgot the stories she told us I didn’t know it was this guy. After we all used the restroom and washed our hands, we went to the Langer hall and got food. I was hungry I got some rice and something... and water.(I love water). I sat down with my uncle (really strict) and on the other side of him sat my best friend/ cousin (lk). We started eating. That guy was in the kitchen right when we came but then he came to the Langer hall. The kitchen was in the Langer hall. He came and brought a jug of water. He went to my cousin seeing that she didn’t have water ,in front of my uncle! (No guy has the guts to do that). All of us being confused. My uncle was just staring at him confused. But he didn’t say anything. Then my aunt comes to the Langer hall after using the restroom and she sees him and says her hellos and she tells us that the guy she said hello was the one who she met in Detroit. I was shocked. What I expected and assumed was what I didn’t see. This guy he was completely out of the definition that I had in my mind. He shocked me. But still I thought he wasn’t the guy that she described. His eyes met my eyes and I quickly looked away afraid that he would be another guy that would try to hit on me. So after we ate we were told that we had to stay at some families’ house. So we left to their house it took about 20 minutes. We followed this really sweet girl and we reached there. Within 20 minutes we all 8 of us finished getting ready. I wore my favorite crème colored and maroon colored pajami suit. The house was very nice, that’s where we spent our 3 nights at. So on our way back we reached gw. Again we ate (I think) and we went upstairs to the main hall. The lights were off because it was simran time. We sat down and did our prayers. I saw the striped guy sitting in the front he looked very religious but I thought it was fake. And to my cousin I asked her do u want to call dibs on him. LOL She said she’d think about it. I told her in 5 minutes tell me, I forgot to ask her after, but later she claimed him. I still thought he was one of those guys. Later during Prasad time, some very nice guy gave me a napkin, which was very unexpected because he gave it to only me and my cousins sister. Well I smiled because I felt happy from the inside. We finished ardas and everything else and we went downstairs where langar was being served. This striped guy he started serving water. He wasn’t creepy or anything. Then he saw that we all had some so he sat down and waited for someone to serve him. He sat diagonally left of me facing me. Again we made eye contact I stared for a few seconds but then I quickly put my head down scared. So I finished eating, I was waiting for my cousin and her mom to finish, some old babuji picked up my plate, I was shocked. That guy was looking over towards my way, I was sure he was looking at my cousin; she was sitting next to me. We both are equally pretty. Okay so we waited for my aunt to finish eating and went towards my grandmother who was sitting on a chair eating. I watched the guy, without him noticing. He was a picky eater. Soon we had to leave because the next day we had to wake up at 4 in the morning. We left from the Gurdwara and we reached the house, we took a shower and then slept, it was around 12 that we slept. Then in the morning we woke up at 4 put on our clothes. I barely wear any make up, but I wore a little bit of mascara. So then we all get ready and leave for Gurdwara. We were late but still made it during simran. We quickly ate and went upstairs. We sat for half an hour did our simran. We, my grandma, cousin’s sister and me got really tired so we went downs stairs and slept in the ladies rest area. During our sleeping time the guy who passed us napkins came the ladies rest area and looked at all our faces to see if some auntie was there. I knew he came for a reason, because he saw us go in. We slept for 2 hours and missed breakfast. When we woke up we ate and went upstairs, It was kirtan time, We listened, that guy wearing crème kurta pajama was sitting in the front the whole time. I slowly realized that he was religious. Ardas was done and all of us went down stairs to eat. We ate and then decided to sleep at Gurdwara. My aunt made us go upstairs and sleep ,all of the ladies; girls went (5 of us).My uncle and brother and cousin brother played basketball. The crème kurta pajama guy was also playing basketball. (My cousin went outside and saw him) My aunt was about to sleep but we kept irritating her for not letting us sleep downstairs, and we made fun of the way my grandma snored like a man. Soon both of them drifted off to sleep; I was getting a little tired myself. But the 3 of us girls kept talking. This kid named Juggu and the crème kurta Pajama guy came upstairs. And the guy bent down to where our god was before and prayed, then he looked towards our group for a second. That time I was lying down because I started getting tired. I am pretty sure he didn’t see me. But I can’t tell that unless I was him. Watching him do that shocked me, I thought wow he has guts to do what other guys don’t do. He respects god. Again he had proved me wrong. My heart smiled for him. So the twins continued talking while I snoozed off. My cousin’s sister told me that the guy is sleeping but I was in too deep of sleep to wake up. Also I really didn’t believe her. So I slept for an hour or two. Later I wake up and the guy he was sleeping on the floor where the carpet was a little rough, he was sleeping without a pillow to rest his head on, he didn’t have any blanket on, he slept on his hand. It made me feel really bad, selfish, hurt. At that point, I fell for him. I wanted to go up to him and offer him my sheet that protected me from the rough carpet, my pillow that let my head rest, and my blanket that kept me so warm. He hurt me, in a way. I didn’t really know him but he was innocent he was like no other guy I had met. Being tired and seeing him sleep I feel a sleep but this time without a pillow and a sheet. Then one of the babuji’s came and said to everyone, wake up. We all woke up; as I woke up I didn’t see him anywhere. I looked around, and thought a few minutes ago he was just there. Well I don’t know how he was in front of the pillar I was behind of. All the sangat that had been sleeping woke up and went to go bring the guru granth sahib me and my cousins sister stayed back, he also stayed back. He was still in front of me but suddenly he turned around towards me and smiled and made eye contact for a few seconds. I started to blush I didn’t know how to hide it. So he quickly turned around and followed the rest of the sangat. I went the opposite way. I went downstairs and went to the bathroom as I came back he was waiting around the bathroom area. For some reason I thought he was waiting for me. Well I was freaked out by before but know I was nervous. He went to the langar hall. Everyone was eating so I went towards the langar hall too and he was in front of me in the line, a few people in between us. I got water that was on the counter towards the end of the line and went and sat next to my aunt. On my way back I saw him going back towards the back of the line to jug of water that I had gotten my water out of. He got water from that jug. He then looked at me. I blushed. He ate, and my family went upstairs. We bent down to Guru Granth Sahib Ji and sat down towards the side back, but not all of the way back. Later after a while he came upstairs. He bent down to guru granth sahib ji. The way he bent was so authentic, made my heart melt. My thinking completely changed. He sat in the front, in front of my line of view. Soon there was an announcement that there would be a class and the guy that passed out napkins to us told us to come to the class. Only the 3 of us girls! We left for the class, The crème colored guy also came downstairs. I thought he would attend the class but he didn’t. We all went into the class after we ate, and the class was packed. In the class was the guy that passed out napkins to us. The three of us entered the class and everyone was staring at us, my cousin she took a seat next to the guy who passed us napkins, I was going to sit in front of him, then I made eye contact with him and he blushed, but then I let my cousins sister sit there and sat towards the side. The napkin guy was a leader and told us about our culture and all. Then he told all of the class to raise their hands if they were in high school, and then college. I told my cousins not to do it. We didn’t do it. All they guys were trying to find out information out about us. But I wasn’t going to tell it so easy. So soon we shifted into a different room upstairs .We were going to watch a movie, I was sitting towards the corner next to the door and below the light and fan switch. As the napkin guy tried to fix it he would constantly look at me. I would look right back. Then he was talking to his sister and told her to switch off the lights and turn on the fan. We made eye contact and I decided to reach up and turn the lights off and turn the fan off. His eyes looked shocked and thankful, and some had some other feeling in his eyes, that I don’t know what to call. We watched a movie, during the movie it got hot so I left to take a break. When I came back class was almost over, we had cake and that was the end of class. We all went downstairs, with a black girl friend that we had made before class. She was very interesting. We sat down and talked to her while we ate. The napkin guy and his friends wouldn’t stop staring at our group. For me it got awkward. I went to the bathroom, when I came back the napkin guy was talking to the black girl and kind of with my cousins. While talking he introduced himself and showed us his great personality. We were staying at his house. I knew this earlier but I didn’t want to admit it. Then the crème colored guy comes downstairs and he sees us talking to him, he doesn’t do anything but stare in shock. The napkin guy told us that there was pizza in the room and we were welcome to have it and left. We weren’t hungry so we went upstairs. My uncle wanted to leave early that day because he was tired so we had no choice but to accept what he said. So before ardas we came downstairs and I talked to him and told my aunt who was upstairs that we had to leave, and then we came back downstairs .We all ate and we didn’t have the keys so I went upstairs and asked the napkin guy for the keys of the house in front of everyone. He gave them to me. I looked up and saw the crème colored guy sitting at the back. I went downstairs and we all left. The next day we woke up at 4:30 with less than 30 minutes before the program started. We all quickly got ready and left to Gurdwara. We ate in morning then went upstairs for simran. During simran I prayed to god, hoping that he would give me a hint if he liked me or my cousin because my cousin really liked him and I didn’t want her to feel bad if I like him. I didn’t want to think that he liked me when he likes her. Then after simran everyone went downstairs some people stayed, during Jap (I think that’s what it’s called.)I stayed. I was really tired so I moved towards the back where I could rest my back against the chair. I saw that guy he that was wearing a crème colored kurta pajama the day before. Today he was wearing a white kurta pajama, my favorite Indian outfit. He looked good in it. While I was sitting against the chair, I faced towards him, acting like I was watching the PowerPoint above his head, but instead I was watching him. I saw him he had a little smile under his sharp nose, a smile where his lips tried not to smile but that smile wouldn’t stop. I smiled, but quickly realized that my grandma was next to me, so I had to be careful. I watched him and I sometimes saw his head turn towards me and look, we made eye contact a few times. We sat there but my cousin’s sister (twin sisters), I and my grandmother got really tired because we hadn’t gotten enough sleep. But we sat there and I watched him, and sometimes he looked at me. When it was break time we all went downstairs and I sat next to my younger brother and across from me sat my aunt and my cousin. The guy in the white kurta came and sat next to me. My heart was beating really fast. I was scared nervous, happy. But then my aunt gave me a death stare and I was frightened but most of all I was frightened that my uncle would say something. I wasn’t afraid that he would say something to me but I was afraid he would say something to him. Luckily my uncle didn’t say anything and I was relieved. The guy he kept looking at my face, I wanted to look back but I didn’t have the guts to. Inside I was jumping around; I wanted so badly to look at him and smile. But I had to control myself; I couldn’t show anyone my feelings, because of course we were at Gurdwara. That moment I trusted god more than I probably ever had. God had given me a hint. But my cousin still liked him and I didn’t want her heart to break. So I hid the fact that I liked him from her. We went upstairs and he sat in the front where he sat the first day I saw him. But this time he turned his head a few times, sometimes sideways and sometimes directly and looked. I knew I had a crush on him now. So Ardas, happened and it was lunch time, we ate and we went to a rest area, right next to the Gurdwara. I was hoping to stay at Gurdwara around him, but that didn’t happen. Before going there the napkin guy talked to us and asked us if we were going to his house. I said no we were going somewhere else and he asked if we were leaving on Monday I said yes around 9. So then we left to the rest house slept there for a few hours and came back to Gurdwara. I was excited to see that guy. We went upstairs did the simran, and an announcement for class was made and the napkin guy told us that we should come to class. This time it was upstairs, I sat at the back and there was another guy that I recognized from earlier. I tried to show off just because I felt like it. Just as I looked to my left, he was walking towards the door. (I could see outside there was a window). I was shocked, he came and sat inside and smiled. I was really happy from the inside as well as surprised. While we were sitting he said something like all the girls should go in the front. I guess he meant that because we were sitting around all the guys at the back and all the guys were tall and we couldnt see. Me and my cousin never complained about us being not able to see, I guess he was being overprotective, because we were the only girls at the back. After a few minutes he left, we watched the movie; again I left and went downstairs to the bathroom, this time taking less time. My cousins and I were offered fruit cake but we denied and went downstairs. We had food and decided that we’d help out in the kitchen. I started to do the rotis and I look outside and the guy was standing right outside and taking sneak peeks while talking to someone older. Later I saw him lying down on the floor. He didn’t go upstairs but was waiting. I finished up and my aunt and grandma we sitting outside. I didn’t see where the guy went. I got my aunts phone and called my dad and talked to him, as I was walking around and talking to my father, I ended up going to the shoe area. Guess who was there. I showed off on the phone, even though I knew that my dad had ended the call so I turned around and shut the phone off. Then I went back to the shoe room and I asked him if he saw my brothers (called my cousin brother my brother to). He asked are they your brothers. I said yes. He said they are outside playing basketball. He looked sad, and disappointed, I guess he talked to his mother. While I was putting my shoes on he went and sat on the bench next to the door. Then our teacher from the class came in an started to talk to me. She said she saw me smiling and was going to call on me. Then she asked me my name, I told her I was shy and she should have and my name was blah blah. I knew that the guy had heard. I left outside and gave my brother the phone. My brother was playing with the guy from my class that I tried to show off to. The guy from class came inside the class with me. I saw the disappointment in the white kurta pajamas guys eyes, he asked me if I had found them, I didn’t really hear him at first but I asked him what he said and he repeated I said yes I found them. I went inside and he followed. I didn’t notice him at first upstairs but later I saw his sitting across from me. The lights in the main hall were off. I looked at him and instead of looking at babaji he was looking at me. In the dark I stared right at him and he was looking straight at me. I knew that this was going to be the last night for us to be together. I kept looking at him and he kept looking at me. We were sitting in distance but our minds and hearts were so close together. Soon I found that we’ve been staring at each other for awhile, I shifted my body and he shifted his body towards babaji. I regretted it, but it was the right thing to do. I wanted him to look at me. I wanted to look into his eyes. He did look and I looked at him but it wasn’t like before. This time our connection wasn’t strong because we both knew this was wrong. But still we would look at each other. After people started to sit in the views of each other, we couldn’t see each other. But then sometimes I could see him and he could see me. After simran was Ardas, I prayed for his happiness. He was the guy that I had described to my cousin on our way to DC. During ardas, when I opened my eyes I saw the napkin guy staring at me. I just closed my eyes, but before closing them I looked at that guy. He was standing with his hands downs and praying. Then towards the end of ardas I looked at him and he had his hands folded like mine. I guess he looked at me and copied the position. After Ardas was langer time. He didn’t eat, but he did try to serve. After I was finished with langar I stood at the side, I was watching him , he looked really sad and his eyes were red and he had bags under his eyes. Seeing him like that made my heart cry. Instead of being scared of looking into his eyes I made eye contact with him. My brother had talked to him earlier and he said he was leaving the same day instead of the next. He also said he didn’t want to go. I looked at him, and it hurt me. He hurt me. I didn’t want to see him like that, I liked It when I saw him smiling. Then he goes to eat langar, I think He grabs a plate but then puts it down, grabs a jug, and walks to people asking if they want water. He was killing me. He then comes to my brother and asks if he wants water, he was going to ask me but he couldn’t make eye contact. I couldn’t either. He walks away, just then the one of my family member asks the napkin guy his address, and he tells them, then he comes toward me and starts talking. Behind him I see that guy staring directly at us. For some reason I think he got mad cause I didn’t see him anywhere around after we finished talking , and just then we left. My heart was broken I felt like i betrayed him even though I didn’t do anything. We went to someone’s house and talked until 12 and then went to the napkin guys house and slept, we woke up and went to gw. When we went and sat in the simran the guy wasn’t around I thought to myself, wow he left without saying goodbye. But later he shows up and sits on the side, I didn’t see his face but I saw his clothes. I really didn’t look at him because I was mad at him for leaving yesterday. I feel really stupid now. Then after simran everyone goes downstairs and I looked around for him, I didn’t see him. I thought maybe he was sitting in a corner where I couldn’t see him. I searched a few moments later and thought he never sat in any of those corners. I searched But still didn’t see him. Then it hit me that most people left right after simran. I was so sad. I went downstairs disappointed and helped out in the kitchen. I was tired, sad, and confused. He left. I go upstairs and my aunt tells me to go get cd’s, I get them and bring them back. I sit in kirtan for a while . The guy, he gets up from the blanket and stands and up. I was so happy I could see him for the last time. But I don’t know what happened to him. I don’t know if he got mad. I wondered why he didn’t sit in the front like always. He changed overnight. He didn’t come to the simran, cause I am guessing the night before he slept late. But I prayed to god I would see him before I left and I did. I am glad I did. I don’t know if it is in our fate to meet again. I don’t even know his name. I don’t know anything about him. I don’t know if this is a crush or whatever it is. But I am glad he proved my wrong. He changed my thinking. He left me with a memory even if he wanted to or not. In three days he changed everything. There are very slight chances that we’d ever meet again. But a goodbye was never said. And a bye is forever.

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