That was the very first conversation I could ever remember with anyone in my college now. Not so meaningful but it would stay sweetest ever. The best part with a girl is that when she loves to continue talking, she does perfectly even if the guy neglects or avoids. But I dint neglect or avoid either!
A month later,
A usual Monday but this time a little excitement filled with eyes that made my chin straight up to face the door. I was sitting all alone still but my eyes much concentrating towards the door. It would be an unusual sight for anyone before a month but most got used to it now. She just entered with a trademark smile and a special ‘Good Morning’ kind of thing with her eyes. It was her practice I thought when she did that for the first time, later I came to know it was just for very few – in fact only for me. I don’t know how to reply for that but would smile a little for her gesture. I was little happy but without reasons again.
People in my class changed their opinion about me that I cannot even smile a little within few days of our acquaintanceship. I know nothing about her excepting her name and I still don’t want to get too much into it.
Another month later,
Yet another Monday – I was sitting all alone. I was practicing myself to talk to her. Though it could be as simple as a reply ‘Good Morning’ – it’s tougher for the first time! We slowly developed to wish each other even with crowd thereafter. She would bid me bye with a sweet smile every evening and that was the only reason ahead of internals for my attendance!
It was the University Exams time and now ‘all the best’ would be the best choice of greeting every morning and post examination session would start with a conversation, “how was your exam?” My reply would be “Yeah. I did well” I even studied and performed well just not to lie to her.
December 28, 2009
It was the last exam day, it all started well with the all the best and the exams went well as usual. I prepared myself to answer her with some different words with the same meaning. I was searching all alone in my known English words and could find
“Hmmm… It was great and how about yours”
“Paper was bit easy and I did well”
“First you say… How did you do? Centum?”
I was little bit happy that I could get some replaceable conversations for the same situation. She came out of the exam hall and I was waiting for her to ask me the usual question. But she seemed not interested and was little worried. I could sense that from her dried up eyes but was stranded amidst the crowd helpless. The whole of charm was missing from her face and I could not guess the reason till she opened up and said, “we could meet only after a month na? It’s little tough na?” and she showed my bag and instructed to see it. There was a diary in my bag and certainly there would be something written in it I guessed.
I was not prepared for her question but got hold of that diary. I tried to smile a little but could not and she walked away. I slowly opened up the diary and it read,
Life is Beautiful
hmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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