Later, in the day, I attended rest my classes and had a cup of coffee with my classmates to calm myself down.I was worried for you the entire day. You were nowhere to be found on the campus.
How were you? What happened?
Were you fine? I couldn't help but think about you.
I don't even know your friends to ask them about you.
I went to your department and enquired about the project. I found out that the last date was tommorow. That's why you were in a hurry.
I even enquired about your group mates.
"Who are his group mates?" , I asked one of the guys in the department.
"I have no idea."
"Thank you."
But it still doesn't explains why you were so much stressed?
It was like a panic attack. Oh Chandra, I was so much distressed.
I thought of texting you about your assignment.
But then I remembered we never shared our numbers.
Actually, today was the first time I saw your phone...
Is it??
How's that even possible?!
But I clearly remember I never saw it before.
I was in my head, meddling with my thoughts. As a result of which, I bumped on a speed breaker and fell.
I got a good big scratch on my right knee.
Why was I so clumsy!?
The blood started dripping out.
I slowly picked up myself and sat on the nearest bench. And cleared my wound with some water from my bottle.
I digged in my bag to find my hankie.
After checking few compartments, at last I found my hankie.
But I also found something else with it, a green color notebook, which surely wasn't mine.
I searched for the owner's name, maybe I've mistakenly bought my friend's notebook with me.
There, in the corner of the second page, was the name.
Who writes their names at the corner of a page like that? It's not even easily noticeable!
I saw the name, and it was yours. I guess you left it when we were doing the project.
Besides, I noticed it was an assignment notebook. There were few pages filled with some notes, and others were empty.
I kept the notebook aside and first took my hankie to cover my bleeding wound.
What if it's something important that you might need?
And then, you said that you had an important assignment.
I opened up the notebook again, and there were 5 essays on various authors.
It was indeed an assignment, and might be an important one.
Haven't you realised that you have left your assignment here!?
You were so tensed about it before? What if this is that assignment?
What if you needed it right now? How do I ask you?
I didn't even have your contact!
I was restlessly thinking what to do next when an idea flashed in my mind.
I could just go to your hostel and give it to you directly. Yes!
But...
Where was your hostel dorm?
I guess, I remember...
I remember you told me once about your hostel that day...after our library work.
/Flashback/
Me: "See ya... and tell him to get well soon, your roommate."
You: "O-Oh...yah yah...sure."
Me: "Chandra, I never asked you which hostel you live in?"
You: "U-Uh..It's Green Residence, road number 45."
/End of flashback/
I recalled, "It's Green Residence, road number 45."
That's not too far, 30 minutes or so. I went there once with my friends for a research project.
It was 3pm, if I left then, I could easily reach it in 30 minutes and return back home in time.
I must go.
But I didn't know where the place 'Green Residence' was?
No worries, I thought.
Google maps and asking people, I'll figure out. This was urgent.
I put the notebook in my bag and rushed to the nearest bus stop.
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