BRAINSTORM

PART 2

  (Afternoon)
"Cayn..." Her loud voice stopped me at once. It was very easy to guess as she was the only person I relished spending time with. The sun was high above the head  and our oily and dark faces were good evidences.

"Do you have any class now?"  She asked exhaustedly.
"No, I have finished. It was tiresome", I replied. We sat on a vacant bench under the huge tree which is usually saturated by juniors.

"The lecture wasn't a lecture today. It basically resembled a speech on how he (sir) received his mother-in-law at the airport, took her to his apartment and made her believe that he was the best son-in-law she could have.  He even advised the boys how to handle those stuff, especially in-laws. I wish I'd bunked."

She cackled and uttered," Your expression says it all."

I handed her a box full of cookies and brownies.
"One for you. I am leaving for home tomorrow morning sharp at 7. Will be staying for two nights".
" Aunt must have called you, right?"
" No Rosa, this time I am missing her. She revealed grandma isn't really well. Neither ordered nor requested but, I know she wants me to visit home. I think it would be appropriate to spend some time together, what say?"
"Of course, you should. Give them my love . Bye, see you."

Rosa is my human diary . She knows everything, my past to present. We first met on the next day I had a break up. I was sitting and weeping at the library corner. She accompanied and comforted me. The way I opened it all to her was a miracle.

(Next day)
The 200km journey was tiresome. I felt exhausted and took a deep nap may be after 2 or 3 months, the last time I visited home. 

I began with delicious homemade breakfast. Believe me food from Mom's kitchen is universally best. The day was a jolly one until mother asked me to make my room dirt-free. That's a complicated task!
Some old belongings came in view - a rubber band which once used to be my favorite, a soft toy not in healthy condition anymore, a red basket, badges and stickers etc.

Oh yes, the book - a drawing book. Surprisingly, I found a crayon art of a girl who looked similar to Rosa with short and curly hair. The girl wore a red dress similar to what Rosa had put on during our first encounter. And guess what?

Of course it was drawn by me and named also. The girl was named ROSA.
I was amazed. But, it was just a coincidence that I met a similar girl as my imagination. On the other hand, it was a kid's imperfect work who loved the colour red and 'Rosa' was an impressive name I heard while attending a family function.
I took the page and put it into my backpack in a hope of unfolding it to her.

Third day I made it back to college. After 4 and a half hour journey, accompanied by music and potato crackers, I finally reached the Dacker road which took me straight to the main gate. It was already 1 p.m when I reached my chamber with heavy luggages. So, I thought it was of no use to attend college as no more lectures were left.

(Next day)
The burning sun welcomed us with bright light and heat. It didn't seem like a morning, though it was stricking 9:10 at the large library clock. I was heading towards the centre when a huge car stopped at the gate. The watchman opened the right back door. I was feeling curious and dreamt of any famous celebrity to touch the floor or may be any politician. The instance captured everyone's attention.

A girl with red shirt and boot-cut pants got down. Her curly hair was tied into a pony tail. She turned her head right and that was the exact moment I'd clearly seen her face.

She entered the campus and whispered some statement to Carv. He took her to the entrance and asked another guy to help her inside. I stood still for a moment and then rushed to Carv.

"What did Rosa ask you? Had she gone somewhere? Whose car was it?" I asked restlessly.
"Wait. Do you know her?"
" Frankly, please." I shouted at him.  "What did she say ?"
" She introduced herself. She is actually a new student and requested me to help her to room 202- B'A'," Carv uttered.
"Are you crazy or feeling sleepy? You know her since the initial days. We see her everyday, don't we? "
" You must have, I don't doubt as you know her name and she too called herself Rosa, but I am sure this is the first time I have seen this girl in my life. I think she can be my girl what say?"  He winked and left.

I simply had a brainstorm.