'Unicorns might be real! Heavens may exist! And Mrs.Mytla is dynamically unpredictably ever mysterious.She dressed up!' Beautiful sari, perfectly combed and alive hair, accessories going along, facial enhancers, all there and present and beautiful together. Mrs.Mytla looked beautiful, a perfect package deal with her bright warm smile. ''Woah! There's a wonderfully unpredictable life ahead.''
Sivi had been studying in class. She was the first to come into class that morning. The eleventh graders had a chemistry exam that day. Sivi was prepared, she thought. Throughout the previous day, Sunday, she had had a constant relation with her chemistry textbook. Other than that source, she had even taken absolute advantage of her accessibility to the internet.
Gradually, her classmates began pouring in in groups with enthusiasm Sivi never understood. They looked happy most of the time, always longing to be around people. That feeling had become completely alien to her then. Sivi herself too had been one of those whiny souls as she now called them. Subconsciously she knew she still wanted to be one and that she was one truly but never came to terms with it. She in her mind thought that she grew to be more mature than that, but again she somewhere inside knew it was an excuse for not being one anymore.
In minutes later in reality, but only a couple of moments in Sivi's mind, the class was complete and full in its original glory and spirit. That was when, she realized the uncertainty principle described by Heisenberg out of her textbook, in the bigger sense that humans engaged in. Uncertainty of everything, position, momentum and everything that lay on the surface that we were pulled to, Mrs.Mytla. Mrs.Mytla looked spectacular.
When later recalled Sivi would swear she saw a faint cloud of bright light outlining Mrs.Mytla. That was how beautiful she looked, Sivi would say.
There was a reason Mrs.Mytla had dressed up. It was the investiture ceremony in Sivi's school. A felicitation ceremony for the newly elected student council. Irrelevant, but those were the student council that Sivi was denied entry into owing to the lack of her votes that her competitor had in his kitty.
'Was it for the Investiture that Mrs.Mytla had taken the effort to make her exterior look as beautiful as her inside or had she seen some light and joy in trying to look a standard beauty?'
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Entwined Lives
Teen FictionEntwined in a single life from two different times, Mytla and Sivi. Soul mates. Not in the sense prevalent. Their fate was written to oblige their elders. Instead they wrote their own eventful, fulfilling life of regret and happiness.