CRUSHED GOLA

PESKY KONG

Now after that episode in the library, I stayed away from P Arthit  for some days, ok two days.  I had seen his face annoyed  when I pulled my class mate towards me.   I was feeling restless for keeping myself away from him for two long days.  I almost absented myself from the college and remained in my hostel doing my assignments, references and consoling  my mind and heart.

It so happened that for not seeing me  for two days, my friends  M and Oak made my beautiful dwelling as theirs and remained with me through the evenings and nights, no, not at night, because I literally threw them out.   They felt I was  upset about  something, may be heartbroken for having to visit library, which was not to my liking and my image as well.  So they denned  at my place making me irksome to the core.

To avoid those two devils, I dragged myself to the college to attend the classes and  braved myself to face P Arthit.  After the first two classes, I did not feel like attending the third class and was simply lazing in the park, thinking about my impending encounter with him and  losing a chance to  make him fall for me.

But as I was vexing myself, there appeared my junior named Angel from nowhere to irritate me further.   She brought a box of chocolates and handed it over to me, smiling, giggling and muttering to herself or rather I was turning my ears deaf because she was literally confessing or  professing to me her undying love for me.  I had  programmed by body and mind for only Arthit's love and any love, or crush or affection, even girls not related to him, made my mind go on a numb mode.   I  just blinked at her and she in turn took that  as an encouragement from me,  kept telling about her warmth, tenderness and fondness for me.   After some fifteen nonstop  moving her lips in all directions, she left me with the impression of being shy only for me.

I had never seen someone foolish like her.  She did not even realise that I had not even uttered  a word since her proposal to me, without confirming about my answer she assumed things on her own and left.  Added on to the problem and irritation of not seeing my P Arthit, I was getting more and more upset, a kind of psychotic tendency  was developing in me.

To end the day on a negative note, I saw him staring at me at the canteen and munching his food along with a girl, may be his classmate, not to my  liking.   He shot so many glances at me that I became more and more pesky and went straight to him and asked the question,

" P, why are you staring at me continuously?  Is anything wrong with me?  

"Mind your language and I am not staring at you, I am looking at the poster just behind you.  You idiot".

I felt so embarrassed that I almost ran from there and only halted after reaching my hostel.

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Not a good one.  No ideas.