Him, Her And Stories

First Love

I never believed in love at first sight before meeting you.

I saw you sitting on a bench outside our dormitory building.

It was your first day.

It was a winter and the city was still humid and I was craving for a cup of tea.

This climate always confused me.
I was always in a constant dilemma whether to have an ice cream or a cup of tea.

The moment our eyes met, your pupils dilated.

I always wondered whether you were attracted to me or you found me funny?

And when I asked your name,
You spelt it out!
Did you think I was dumb?

You didn't even even bother to ask my name.

What a deceptive liar.

You knew me before I knew you but you still pretended to be aloof haan.

And then we again met next day in lecture hall.

You sat beside me and smiled.

That smile.
It was where the trouble began.

Why were you finding excuses of asking for pen every time?

I knew what were you trying to do and I kinda liked it.

From then on I always reseved a seat for you.

This is where the first seed of our love sprouted.