To be Young and in Love!

The Mysterious Girl

I look up and it's her. "Isha?" I call out her name making all off them turn towards me.

I was confused. I couldn't believe what I was watching. Me and my best friend like the same girl? And I don't know whether I really like her but thinking her with someone else makes me jealous. I did not know how to react. Should I be happy that Aarav found someone he likes or sad that I lost someone I like. Someone I wanted to replace with the moon. What do I do? I was mentally exploding because of all the thoughts in my mind.

"Hey! Isha here. Tara right?" She comes near me as I was standing a bit far that them. 

~Why is she behaving as if this is the first time she is meeting me?~

"Hi, We know each other right?" I asked
"There there, chill now Tara. Don't flirt with her as soon as you met her." Sakshi said mockingly.

~Yeah! I do flirt a lot, but not with someone I didn't know. I knew Isha. Though I knew Isha I wasn't flirting with her. What is wrong with them all?~

I glared at Sakshi for her making that comment. She kept quiet for a while. I looked back at Isha, we were standing quite close that I could see her very clearly. Her dark brown eyes, her smile, her silky hair left open, her cheeks slowly turning pink by the way I looked at her. Our close proximity was very intimidating. I could feel that my breathing pace became faster. I stepped a bit back to leave some gap between us. 
"I heard you are the topper of your course. Is that true?" She asked
"I am afraid not, I just study well. Nah! not a topper." I said defending my statement.
"Where do you live?" She asked.
I was taken aback with her question

~Does she have amnesia or what??~

She winked at me as soon as she asked that question. Does she knows something that i don't? What is going on? No protocol for situations like these.

I said her the place I live, "Emerald Avenue" 
"Oh! I too live there, I have never seen you around?" she casually asks.
"Umm...." I tilt my head not knowing what to answer. "I don't come out usually." I finally answer.

She looks right into my eyes, and steps back and smiles. She turns towards Sakshi and they talk, I am still in confusion, not knowing what to do, I open my phone and check what playlist to play while I go home back. After I am done selecting, I say "Excuse me guys, gotta go. Meet ya'll tomorrow." I turn around and Isha calls out my name, "Tara!" 
I turn towards her and raise my eyebrows indicating a 'What?'.
After a long pause, she tells "No, nothing. Bye, Have a good day!" I smile and go to the parking place. With earphones in my ears and the mild breeze around, I went home back. But the whole way back home, all I could think was why did she behave that she didn't know me? Was she acting or she really doesn't remember me? For the first time ages, I was distracted while listening to songs. And why are our meetings always intimidating? With all these in mind, I reached home and waited for 8 PM. 
I was initially planning to go at 9:30 PM, the time she comes, but I don't think I will be going at that time now. With that decision made, I slept. 

8:15 PM
I am under the most beautiful thing nature has to offer. The moon! It looks magnificent. This was the only time I wished being an astronaut. A part of me is still thinking about Isha. Its like breathing, happens involuntarily. I smiled at that comparison. For 15 minutes I kept staring at 2 things. One, the moon. Two, the spot where she sat. ~I am officially into her.~ 

Clearing my throat, I started reciting the poem I wrote few days ago:

CONTROL:
"Was it easy?" They ask "To be in love, but fail to express it."
That moment I question myself: *Was it easy?*
No, it wasn't. If it would be easy, it would not have been love.
It was hard, very hard to control.
It was hard, very hard to look at them and not fall in love.
It was hard, very hard to watch them fall in love with someone else.
It was hard, very hard to try your best to become their someone special but failed to do so.
It was hard, very hard to find out that they are now someone else's.
It certainly was very hard.
At times like these, I wonder, What else could I have done, that might make me the one they are searching for?
At times like these, I hope I was the special one for my special one.
And in the end, all I do is to CONTROL.

After I completed the poem, I had a tear drop from my eyes. I was not over it yet, I still needed what i had once. Maybe not all stories end with a happy ending. With those thoughts about my past, I kept questioning myself what went wrong? Was it me? Wasn't I enough? 

"Hey!" A smile ran across my face and my eyes lit up. With my heart beating faster and faster for every second, I turned around. With the most beautiful smile and the in the most graceful way she walked up to me. I was shook and stunned by her beauty. 

"Hi!" I said. "How are you?" I asked. 
"Now that I met you, better." She smirked. Man, She knew the power and impact she held on me. I blushed, hard. I looked away and patted the ground beside me so that she would sit. 
"On a serious note, I am fine. How are you?" She asked while making herself comfortable.
"Under the moon. Obviously great." I smiled. 
"How was your day?" She asked "It was great. What about your day?" 
"I had a lot of fun today." She smiled and looked at the stars.

The way she looked at the stars and the sky was exactly how I wanted to look at her. If only she too looked at me in the same way. Minute by minute, the only thing increasing is my love for her. I was falling for her and her silence. In silence I found peace, but never thought that I would also find love. I was grateful for silence, especially her silence. 

Few minutes passed and I got up from my place and was about to leave when she held my hand. ~Butterflies!!~ "So soon?" She asked with puppy eyes. I nodded because I couldn't talk while there were butterflies going on in me. "Stay a little longer." That one sentence made me stay. I smiled and said "I will."

~You were angry on her dumb ass~

"By the way, what was that in the college?" I ask her but she doesn't answer that. Instead she changes the topic asking me "Did you eat?"
"Mam, Where is the answer for my question?"
She looked me in the eye and looked down. I felt that I was forcing her to answer. So I decided not to ask about this. With that I asked her about her course and after that it was all silent again.

"Recited your poem?" She broke the silence. I nod. "Awww I missed it." "Some other time maybe!" I tried to cheer her up.

"I have few questions, Will you answer them?" She asked
"If I know the answers, I surely will." I smile at her.
"Okay. First one, How many poems do you write in a day?"
"Depends upon the inspiration I get. My minimum is one and maximum is 6." "Ohh! You are talented. Give me a little percentage of it and I will happily write." She laughed at her own comment. Looking at her, I too smiled.

~You aren't the one who should write poems, you are the one for whom poems are written. And I want to be the one writing those.~

"Next?" "Ya, Sunsets or sunrises?" "Sunsets! That is when the moon rises right?" I say while looking at the moon. 
"Expected! Why do you love the moon so much?" She asked annoyed by my moon saga "Anyway, Do you like to read? If yes which genres?"
"I will tell you only if you promise to not judge me." She nods and crosses her fingers indicating a promise sign. "I do read but only murder mysteries, romance and tragic endings." 
She looked right into my eyes and this wasn't a judgemental look, this was more like a concerned look. I smile and look away. "Good choice. Because same! Just not the tragic endings." She says. I nod.
"Do you write and recite only to the moon?" "Nice question. I started writing for one person. But now I am no more writing for them. I am writing for the one I will meet in the future and they will be my moon. But for now, the moon is all I got."  I smiled at her and it seemed like she blushed. But I am not sure.     

She clapped her hands. "Very well said. So, your future boyfriend will be compared to the moon?" She asked.

"My moon can be a girl too right?"
"Oh! I didn't know that you are..." "Bisexual?" I said
She smiled.

"Any more questions?" I asked. After a long gap, she says "Yup. One last question." "Go on."
"Will you write a poem for me?"  

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hope ya'll liked this one. Next chapter on 26 may 2021 (WEDNESDAY).
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