"Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way?"
I hate walking.
My daily routine makes it a point to defy this choice by throwing countless coincidences. As if it's not enough that I had to walk everyday nearly 3 K.M once in morning then at evening just to attend college daily. And now this, I'm walking again in mean afternoon heat for what-just to get my pen. Though as silly as it sounds, it is one of the most precious thing that I want preserve it as long as possible if not forever.
Its cost maybe only ten rupees but the memories that it holds make it priceless for me.
Unfortunately I lost it while writing my last paper yesterday in the classroom allotted for us. How did it escape my notice- maybe I was over joyous to finally recover my sleep that I had been postponing while spending countless long nights while studying for exams. Oh let's not forget the constant buzzing of my over enthusiastic friend Ayesha couldn't wait to escape from the classroom and celebrate finally the freedom from big fat demonic books. As she likes to put it.
Whatever maybe the reason I totally forgot about my favorite blue pen that must be poorly eating dusting under some desk. I hope it is waiting for me there to be picked and not thrown away by someone during cleaning sessions of classroom. The probability is less in my favor, still I strongly believe in fate that is unpredictable.
I halted my steps heaving a loud sigh squinting my eyes searching for the dam direction boards that were installed recently. It should have been done earlier, students would not have suffered getting lost in the endless boundaries of this university for merely to find the right departments. I had been studying since one and half years still I have no idea of nearly 3/4th of this campus. Well I hate walking needlessly, also I'm not at all curious to know about anything more than required.
Glancing in either directions then finding nothing I think I'm almost lost. I cannot remember directions for heaven's sake to begin with, it took me nearly a month to memorize the exact route to my Biotech department in this maze. I shook the thought of the many times I was late for my morning class and professors reprimanding me in front of entire class.
Eventually I got the title of 'tardy girl.' I don't care anymore.
I was aiming to find political science where I have written my paper, previously I had monotonously followed Ayesha who is pro in remembering actually anything for the matter. Now on my own I self-motivated myself in the morning for thirty minutes that I can do this, I had to only follow the direction boards. Something that totally ditched me.
There is no way I'm going empty handed as losing my pen due to my mere carelessness would be one of greatest regret in my future life. It was gifted during my tenth board by papa, his last gift for me. I have preserved it for more than five years now, I won't lose it.
As if my determination was being appreciated I see three girls walking in my direction. They were in their PJ's carrying maybe some takeout, definitely hostlers. I straighten myself, slightly waving my hand to get their attention.
Taking few steps towards them, I give a short smile "Hi, can you please tell me where is political science department?"
They share quizzical looks with each other then One of them step out of the group looking upwards, frowning I mimic her. I find myself standing right under the board with the arrow pointing towards left side. I internally face palmed myself embarrassment coloring my cheeks, of course it will happen to me. I have long back accepted that God likes to play silly games with my life by landing me into such unplanned precisely embarrassing situations.
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