Letting It Go

ii.

27th March 2020

The camp was amazing. Just like nature camps, this camp was spread out in nature. To relax children before their class 10 boards. As students from various schools arrived, gentle chattering turned into a full-blown fish market. Air was humid and sultry and our school uniforms (T-shirt and skirt) were already half-soaked in sweat.

My friend, Radhika, was already there when I reached. Radhika was an inch taller than me, and an inch fatter than me. Her brown hair was tied in plaits (again a school rule) and she was holding her phone as if it was dear to her life. She hugged me, and whispered in ears, "Akash is two tents away from us."

She giggled seeing my face getting redder. Who knew we all would be crying at the same time the next day.

Akash was obviously my crush. I shot her daggers, seeing Akash come towards me. His ink black hair were pointed in all directions, and his uniform stuck to his thin body, making him seem like a skeleton. Radhika wriggled her eyebrows, and left me alone, mumbling some excuse about checking out tents.

I whispered, "Hi," and glanced at my Canvas shoes hidden in the tall grass like it was the most interesting thing in the world. He probably didn't hear it, as he kept looking at me in confusion.

I tugged my school uniform (which was unfortunately compulsory) as he yelled, "Do you want to sit for dinner together?"

I yelled back, the commotion near us making it difficult to talk, "Yes. It would be better if we meet near the assigned tents, as it would be much quieter there." He nods and then goes away as there was no point of having a conversation there. I, having no work, decided to give tents a visit.

Sometimes I wish I never had that dinner with him.