Life Is Beautiful - 09

I was having my meal in my table while most others would love to have it under a neem tree shade. Guys would certainly love to roam in the corridors and pathway between the hostel block and classrooms block. Everything was usual but there was one more soul left in the class having its meal. It was Priya. (I won’t let my readers make a wrong guess!!)

She was the most social kind I could ever see in my class but it was an unusual stuff for her to stay back alone. I don’t want to make odd guesses and make myself wrong. I don’t want to ask her either why she is back alone coz if she asks me the same I don’t have any valid answer to say!

I continued my meal and then just walked up to the class notice board to have a look at the time table. The class here was not same as I had in my previous college. Here we have three seated benches. I usually have two more sitting with me in my two seated benches earlier, but now I have enough space for them but I could just fill it with those memories when I sit all alone here.

It was still 15 minutes before bell and no one came back to the class. I guess those guys start from their places only after the bell goes and so they are always late. Priya completed her small pink lunch box and had a drink in the small 250 ml Tupperware pink bottle. I was wondering what has the colour pink to do with girls always! But never showed any signs and returned to my place and sat with my rough note open and play ‘X and O’. I would win if I feel like or draw it most times!

When I just completed a winning game, I smiled myself and started drawing a new cross. I couldn’t hear her footsteps, if at all I should have been alert a few minutes before as she was standing in front of my desk now. I looked up and closed my note book in a hurry. She smiled a little at my work but stood silent. I thought she would certainly speak something and just get away but she stood still making my place uncomfortable for me. When I just looked up again with a ‘What – Do – You – Want’ look she started,

“I don’t usually speak with guys without any proper need and in fact my friend said I don’t react this way usually”

I couldn’t get what she meant actually. With little bit of confusion I just saw her with a questioned face. A ‘React – How’ look and when I just try to start she will reply for mine!

“I mean – I never wanted to be alone. I don’t have any good friends in guys so I don’t know how well to speak with them. I don’t know what they like too!”

I could never get what she was trying to say. She was not the usual girl today – I too felt and without showing any emotions in face I just started “Why you are saying…”

She completed my sentence “all those??” I just nodded and she continued “Prasanna was a girl” and gave a long pause. I smiled involuntarily, in fact after months I would say and wanted to reply her, “you blabbered so long to say this??” but was wondering how in earth she knew that I thought ‘Prasanna’ to be a boy.

The first time I could sense a difference with her. I smiled at her and she said, “I just wanted to say this! I blabbered a lot I guess!”

She was waiting for my reply and I gained all my senses and said, “Hmmm… Well. I don’t want to ask you why you saying this to me. I know I guess!”

“Yeah. You are right!” she said and the bell rang.

 

Life is Beautiful