A heart so young about to fall in love, that's what I was ,back then. A boy wanting to be loved , that's what I was , back then. Craving for love which is true and pure, that's what I was, back then. And something told me in my mind that it was about to happen.
Starting a new academic year wasn't always so exciting before. moreover I had joined a new coaching classes and hoping to make new friends .I knew it was going to be an awesome year and I simply couldn't wait.
Weeks passed I made many friends , new ones but still no sign of THE special one .
May be it doesn't work that way.
Or may be it shouldn't be hunted .
May be I should wait longer.
Or may be I was too young for love.
May be I didn't deserve it.
Or may be it wasn't made for me.
By the term was over I had lost all hopes. My performance was also getting hampered by the thoughts. And suddenly something happened. A new admission. It never happens usually. And a pretty girl too.
I never was good in having a normal conversation with girls. It took a game of stare truth and dare to break the deadlocks. We used to play in the break.
She opted to stay away from us. She was shy. It was about time I took a Dare . I was told to sit beside her an whole hour . apparently it was a big deal for any of small kids to suit besides a girl .
I went there sat beside her. Awkward silence was there standing like a wall between us. I said " well m gonna have to sit here for an hour so let's not get bored and may be start with knowing names .me vrajesh .Hi!"
She turned towards me. I saw her face. And in no time I was lost in my thoughts. Is beautiful enough to describe her ? Is anything enough to describe her? Ain't I the fortunate person to be here. Hair so black and soft it was moving with small currents of monsoon breeze. A nose cute enough to make even babies shy. Dimples forming on her face even if she didn't smile. I was so busy staring. Her that I didn't get her name on her first reply. " pardon " and this time not losing myself I heard her sweet voice bring out her name "Nitanth".
Now I didn't wanted to move away from her. She on the other hand was shy and maintained a distance from me. so I voluntarily moved away from her. This made her more comfortable. And then the Talking started mostly about studies but I was cunning to make her talk about her hobbies. And then I added mine. Hour was over. Professor had entered the class. I moved towards the side of boys then. The entire lecture I was in her thoughts.
The class was over everyone was leaving. My desk was always shabby. So it took me a while to leave. She came towards me and asked for my notes and I gave them immediately.then she said something which I cannot forget till date " thank you for talking to me , nobody wants to be left alone and so do I . I've always been shy and so I always end up being alone that's why what you did to me was nice of you ". By this time we were downstairs and it was pouring down heavily I opened my umbrella and she didn't have any. Goods were smiling on me. I let her in due do generosity.
Generosity! Huh . I asked her whether I could walk her home cause it was dark already. An expression of bewilderment took over her may be she got where I was going. She rather chose a rickshaw. And the dream was over . she was gone.
Next day she didn't come. I assumed she might have caught cold. But she wasn't there for next two weeks.
I knew she wasn't coming back. May be it was me and the thought almost killed me everyday. But didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that I lost my love. I didn't want to believe that I was the reason behind her leaving the classes. A broken heart raises a lots of questions. Questions hard to answer .
The rest of term I just spent hoping everyday that for once she would come back. Just for returning the book. Just one more glance one more time so I can indulge in the never ending beauty of her face. Just one more time!
Starting a new academic year wasn't always so exciting before. moreover I had joined a new coaching classes and hoping to make new friends .I knew it was going to be an awesome year and I simply couldn't wait.
Weeks passed I made many friends , new ones but still no sign of THE special one .
May be it doesn't work that way.
Or may be it shouldn't be hunted .
May be I should wait longer.
Or may be I was too young for love.
May be I didn't deserve it.
Or may be it wasn't made for me.
By the term was over I had lost all hopes. My performance was also getting hampered by the thoughts. And suddenly something happened. A new admission. It never happens usually. And a pretty girl too.
I never was good in having a normal conversation with girls. It took a game of stare truth and dare to break the deadlocks. We used to play in the break.
She opted to stay away from us. She was shy. It was about time I took a Dare . I was told to sit beside her an whole hour . apparently it was a big deal for any of small kids to suit besides a girl .
I went there sat beside her. Awkward silence was there standing like a wall between us. I said " well m gonna have to sit here for an hour so let's not get bored and may be start with knowing names .me vrajesh .Hi!"
She turned towards me. I saw her face. And in no time I was lost in my thoughts. Is beautiful enough to describe her ? Is anything enough to describe her? Ain't I the fortunate person to be here. Hair so black and soft it was moving with small currents of monsoon breeze. A nose cute enough to make even babies shy. Dimples forming on her face even if she didn't smile. I was so busy staring. Her that I didn't get her name on her first reply. " pardon " and this time not losing myself I heard her sweet voice bring out her name "Nitanth".
Now I didn't wanted to move away from her. She on the other hand was shy and maintained a distance from me. so I voluntarily moved away from her. This made her more comfortable. And then the Talking started mostly about studies but I was cunning to make her talk about her hobbies. And then I added mine. Hour was over. Professor had entered the class. I moved towards the side of boys then. The entire lecture I was in her thoughts.
The class was over everyone was leaving. My desk was always shabby. So it took me a while to leave. She came towards me and asked for my notes and I gave them immediately.then she said something which I cannot forget till date " thank you for talking to me , nobody wants to be left alone and so do I . I've always been shy and so I always end up being alone that's why what you did to me was nice of you ". By this time we were downstairs and it was pouring down heavily I opened my umbrella and she didn't have any. Goods were smiling on me. I let her in due do generosity.
Next day she didn't come. I assumed she might have caught cold. But she wasn't there for next two weeks.
I knew she wasn't coming back. May be it was me and the thought almost killed me everyday. But didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that I lost my love. I didn't want to believe that I was the reason behind her leaving the classes. A broken heart raises a lots of questions. Questions hard to answer .
The rest of term I just spent hoping everyday that for once she would come back. Just for returning the book. Just one more glance one more time so I can indulge in the never ending beauty of her face. Just one more time!
