Too shy to ask

Moving to a new place

Part I 

Every time I find myself comfortable with people; I start opening up then I have to bid farewell to them and move to a new place.

Yes, that's how my life is! My father is a government service holder so every time he gets transferred, we have to pack our bags and move away with him. It's like a ritual now, but I really hate it when I have to leave my friends behind and once again have to search for new ones.

Being an introvert it takes time for me to open up. Sometimes my friends tease me saying,'this pressure cooker opens up easily unlike someone I know.'

Once again, I have to leave all the memories behind or should I say pack all the memories with my belongings and leave. The hardest part is to bid farewell. Anyway, life goes on!

But you know what? I'm always scared going to new place, school and meeting new people. Acclimatisation is not an easy task. It takes time. I know it. All thanks to my dad because of whom I always have to face this daunting situation every once in a while.

**Few weeks later**

We have reached a new place. This one is different from where I'd been. It is far away the bustling city. Few houses are here. It's actually a village. For someone like me, I would say it's a beautiful place indeed! I love the silence the village beholds. Paddy field; I love looking at how it sways away in the direction of the wind. The people here are the nicest. It's rare in the city area. They don't even know if I exist but here, people from I don't know where, who happen to know all the details of my family and of course me!

There's a private school far from the place I live in. My father has already admitted me in the school so I have classes starting tomorrow. I would not say I am scared but I feel weird. This is the first time I am in this sort of place. I still don't know so many things about this place. I will have to meet new class mates tomorrow. I don't know their way of life. I am nervous as it will be my first day in the new school.

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Part II

Today, it is a boring day, there's no new student this year I guess. It's almost time for our first class in this session. Well, for me it is, I did not come yesterday. This is my trend of not attending class on the first day. To be honest I hate coming to school every single day. I wonder why can't we study at home and just appear in the examinations. The education system suck!

I am looking outside the window, just when the class is about to start I see a new face coming towards our classroom. This face looks beautiful that I am hoping she is our new classmate.

"May I come in sir?", she asked politely.

"Come in", he replied.

Her soothing voice instead of entering into my ears directly struck into my heart that my brain almost forgot to process the information.

I want to talk to her but I have never initiated the conversation.

You must be bewildered at the moment. Why would a guy ever miss a chance to talk to a girl? You know I am quite famous among girls, they themselves make the first move, so I never had to.

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Part III

**Next day**

"Hey", he said from a corner to her. She was sitting alone on a last seat.

Looking here and there shyly she replied, "hello".

**Last night he had imagined talking to her. He desperately wanted to talk to her. So he decided to initiate the conversation himself**

"Are you a new student?

"Are you?"

"Yes, new session so new student. Otherwise, sadly, I'm not."

" Yes, I'm a newbie here. And I've missed my classes."

"Yeah! You just missed one class. But it's all right. Nothing much has been taught. You are just on time."

This was the first time Aayat talked to a girl whose name he forgot to ask.

The following day, in school, his eyes were searching for the face he gathered all his courage to talk with, no where to be seen.

For around a week she was not there in the classroom. He was worried thinking that she might have fallen sick or dropped out. He would never be able to see her again. All these thoughts were hovering his mind. He was not being able to figure out why he was so concerned about someone whom he met sometimes ago.

After almost a week, when he was in the classroom joking around, he saw the same face he had been longing to see, which he had seen a week ago, enter into the classroom.

Being able to see her face, brought a wide smile on Aayat's face. He was now happy that all his thoughts were wrong. She had not dropped out of the school. So much happy, if he were alone he would have danced.

Although he desperately wanted to talk to her and ask her the reason why she was not attending classes regularly, he remained calm and was waiting for the right time. Soon, the bell rang and teacher entered the classroom. He started taking attendance.

"Aayat", he called.

"Present sir", gently he answered.

And teacher called a name which was familiar to the classroom but no one knew who the person was. There a shy girl from a corner seat, stood up and replied "present sir".

That is how Aayat finally got to know her name, the girl whose name he was yearning to know.