Monday, September 27, 2010

A little something : )

He was standing there with his friends.. near the teachers table discussing the vacations that ended. She comes in. All his friends stop talking. She does not notice. Very slowly she walks to a corner, opens a book n tries to read it. He realises that he has been looking at her since the time she entered the room. He never does that. He finds girls boring. His friends always make fun of girls. His friends started talking about her. n he dint like it. He wanted to shut them up. He walks away. All this is not understood... by him or his friends. He finds himself standing at a corner and looking at her often, making sure she does not come to know. He cracks a not so funny joke that made a few laugh. All this was done to gather attention but she does not notice. He cycles home. Many thoughts circle his mind. All of them related to her. "I hope she is ok... 1st day in school is difficult.. They should make her comfortable, the girls. The teachers are so mean.. i should study from today.. but will she be ok... ya she will be fine.. dont worry..." He realises that he has been thinking a lot.. He does not think much normally. At first it bothers him but he likes it. Thinking about her makes him smile... often.



He thinks he should talk to her " i can do it. i can talk to anyone. But what if i scare her away. i will tell her not to get scared... ya... i will talk to her" He gets up a bit early.. tucks in the uniform neatly, for the first time combs his hair and even sprinkles some of moms perfume. She is sitting at a corner. He decides to not go. But then he walks towards her. He is standing right in front of her. She gets dazzled but manages to smile a bit. He has never been so confused. Its like he his new to the concept of communication. Almost for a minute he stands there looking here n there, thinking of something perfect to say. Yes.. no matter what he thinks of himself ...right now... in front of her he looks like a sheep."Do u have an extra pen?" Ya... this is the perfect thing to say. She takes out a pen n gives it to him. He takes the pen n walks away. The story of he n she does not end here... its just about to begin!!

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