The way it should have ended

Chapter 1- Music

It was summer.

Sun was bright yellow, warming up the weather,

and heating up the air, dried out leaves were falling, and naked tree stood still.

Among the leaf less trees, stood an only tree with few green leafs left.

Everyone in the college prefer to sit under that particular tree during recesses or after bunking the classes.

It was my first year of college, but it felt home, as it was just 10minute walk distance from home.

There is nothing interesting to say about college, but I love to be at college, never for the classes but for HER.

It has always been difficult for me to describe her.

One thing that I can say best and the thing that made me fall for her was her smile, pure and cute.

I first met her, or precisely speaking, I didn't met her, just tease her and ran away.

Few days past this incident she came up to our group and it was then when we shared words for the first time.

We were in the same class but this didn't made easy for me to talk to her like with rest of my group friends, and on the other hand she made it easy in the group.

With changing days, gathering down the tree became more regular than attending the classes.

It was one of those regular days and I was too early for the class.

Being summer everyone use to come on the time or 5 mint. late the class, non wished to be early, thus early and alone I decided to sit below the tree shade, and get busy on my phone.

"Hiii..." I looked out above my phone, and shared my glare over the beautiful smile.

"Hiii..." - I replied back.

"soo... how come you so early..??"

" yaa... was eager to meet you, before anyone could meet you before me" - I may have sounded cheap then but that worked very well and the conversation continued.

We started liking each other company, and I was regularly too early for class and she too was sometimes early enough.

Weeks passed and our togetherness became intresting.

We never wanted to miss each other.

One morning, we were down our regular spot, and her phone rang

" Waoo... that's beautiful song "

"Ooo... you liked it too " - She asked like every other regular questions.

"Yess... I have some similar taste " - I replied, looking over that she is interested in my liking.

" Really... what's your taste "

" Let me have a look over your collection " and she passed me her phone.

I started scrolling down the music library, and ended up after few minute.

She didn't had much of the collections, and not the newer one.

I re-scrolled the library and asker her, " Do you have earphones "

She checked her bag and handed me over her earphone.

Plugging the earphone in phone's earphone jack I forwarded one earpiece to her.

" Here it's my song taste"
And the music filled the space between us.
" You really have a good taste of music, and yaa somewhat similar taste " - she smiled back, and again she enriched me with her cuteness.

Music became our bridge to cross over and meet each other, known each other,

as heard by many, or read over google, music speak a lot about people,

we started to know each other.

In college if we were off the classes, we love and enjoy listing to music.

As we listen the music,

our surroundings felt enriched in overpower details,

we felt the wind,

we felt the leaves falling,

we felt the sun,

we felt the light,

we felt each other presence.