To be Young and in Love!

Pretty Poetic!

"There it is!" I exclaimed. "I found it.. I found the treasure, now I am going to become rich and will surely rule thi-" and I fell before completing the sentence. Of course, I was dreaming! Dreams, they are always very immature. Like who would find a treasure in the 21st Century.

Disappointed that I couldn't 'rule the world', I got up from my bed, thinking that today, like any other day would be the same boring one. The only escape for me in this boring day was MUSIC! So I turn on to the playlist which I created and started to listen to the songs and started doing my work! While doing so, I end up thinking about my ridiculously monotonous routine.

~Waking up-Music-Eat-Go to the college-Awkward conversations-Social distancing-Getting bullied-Writing poems. Life has never been interesting before too, but this time, I wanted it to get interesting.~    

My train of thought stopped when I heard a knock on my door. That's probably my mom and she might have come here to yell at me....again! "Tara, you are already late, why do u don't listen to me.. blah blah blah." 

~Oh! In this mess, I completely forgot to introduce me: I am Tara, Studying Inter second year, Commerce stream, A very old school kinda person, Love to write poems, Have a very unhealthy obsession with the moon!~

I successfully came out of the house without screaming at my family. A great start indeed. It is 8 AM and I already hate this day. I start from my house, going to the last place I wanted to be at this moment. All I wanted the whole route to the college was the sun to set.

I reach the college and start going to my class, i am truly disgusted by seeing couples every single place in the hallway. And the worst thing is that, its not love at all, its just a fling.  Walking through the hallway I think for myself  "Man! This generation really did change the way love actually is. If this is what today's love looks like, I don't really need it." The old-schooler in me really hated living here!  

Leaving all my personal emotions about the new age love on the door step of my class, I entered it. Obviously it was my favorite subject, Business Studies. For a girl with an aspiration to become a business-woman, it was the greatest place she could be. I enter the class and sit in my usual place. My closest friend, Sakshi, sits beside me. This was very strange, because she was one of the popular girls in the college. Sometimes I too wonder, how did we both end up being the closest friends. "Guess what happened" she screamed at the top of her lungs, I raised my eyebrows indicating her to continue talking. "Aarav, at last likes someone from the college!" Aarav is our best friend. We are the inseparable trio in the whole of college. He was the school topper, a true prodigy. He was never interested in falling in love. he would say that 'Love is child's play'. So, it was impossible to expect love from him. This shook me too. 

I, for the first time was actually interested in one of her gossips. This was the one gossip I subconsciously wanted. She started telling me the details. I asked Sakshi, "What is the name of this girl Aarav's into?". To my surprise Aarav didn't tell the name. I wonder what he was thinking. Judging by what Sakshi told about 'The mysterious girl', I thought that she was pretty good but completely opposite to Aarav. 

~'The mysterious girl' huh. Wonder how does she look.~

The rest of the day passed by me and Sakshi discussing how this girl would be and guessing her name. It was fun not gonna lie. I as usual, at the end of the last lecture opened my Diary and started writing my poem for today. I have a habit to recite my poems to the moon. Every time I write a poem or a long form, I go to the  terrace of my apartment and recite it to the moon. It feels good and it makes my day. 

College finishes and I meet Sakshi and Aarav at the parking lot. We usually meet there for couple of minutes before going back home. We would usually talk about how our day went, but today was special. We both were eager to ask who that girl was. 

As soon as Aarav arrived to the parking lot, Sakshi jumped in front of him and started shooting questions. "Who is she?" "What does she look like?" "What is her stream?" "What is her name?" "Do we know her?" "Is she our junior or the same class?"

Before she asked another question, he stopped her by putting a finger on his lips. She stopped and I thanked God. She was super talkative. He patiently started answering all the questions: "A new student in the college" "She looks super beautiful. I cant describe her with just words." "She is in Arts group" "No, You guys don't know her".

After him answering these questions, Sakshi started to jump in joy as she knew a little bit about 'The mysterious girl'. But i wasn't satisfied. "All that is okay, But what is her name?" I asked him, which led into a break of their joyful moment. He had this nervous smile on his face while scratching his head and went "That actually, I don't know her name as well." Me and Sakshi both face palmed. Not that we expected him to know her name.

After we spoke for few minutes, I left home. I had to do much of my academic works as exams were around the corner and I also had to complete the poem I started writing. I wanted to give it a very nice and apt title. So after couple of minutes of thinking I got one title. Its simple, Just like I want it to be. I completed my homework sooner than I expected. So, I thought to watch few videos as i had much more time to meet my moon!

Time passed too quickly and I didn't realize it was past the time I decided to go upstairs. In a hurry i went upstairs and started staring at the moon. As usual the moon was beautiful and I for  few minutes was awe struck. After some time of silent talks, I opened my book and starting reading it to the moon:   

I CALL HER MY MOON!                                                                                                                                                       I call her my moon,                                                                                                                                                          Not only for the beautiful and positive sides she shows me,                                                                              But also for the negative and unknown sides she never knew about.                                                            I call her my moon,                                                                                                                                                            For she is as beautiful as she is in all her moods,                                                                                                just as the moon is beautiful in all its phases.                                                                                                          I call her my moon, Because just as the moon, I can never reach her.                                                            I, being just a human,                                                                                                                                                        Was trying to reach for what is impossible and not in my possession.                                                          I am just a lover, trying to express my feelings through this musing!                                                              I am just me without MY MOON!

After reciting it out loud, a smile popped through my face and I looked up to the moon and asked - "So, How's it?" 

"Pretty Poetic!" Came the reply.

AUTHOR'S NOTE : Hello reader's! This is my first story. Hope you are invested in this story. Will publish chapter 2 in a week. Do leave comment's if you think i need to improve. Do vote and I hope I would not let you down! HAPPY READING ^-^