"Welcome to college, so first lecture in literature, I know you all would be excited but we'll start with our course tomorrow, today let's talk about some topic related to syllabus...Ummm, Love...after all you have Romeo and Juliet in your course." The professor told his students with a pleasant smile, the till now silent students started whispering among themselves.
"Ok, Ok, you don't have to discuss among yourselves, you have to discuss with me." The professor was still carrying his pleasant smile as he said the words, silence again spread among students.
"So, what is Love?" The professor raised his eyebrows questioning as he knew how everybody would come up with their own explanations, each one beautiful in its own way.
Many hands were raised instantly, some students were there who did not raise their hands but never mind, most of them who didn't raise their hands looked like the shy ones.
"So, You, 3rd Bench in 3rd row..." The professor pointed at a boy, his face sported an intense, artistic look, you can expect anyone to be attracted to him, he stood up and spoke "Sir, according to me, Love is a beautiful feeling, deeper than the oceans, more wide spreading than the sky, just beautiful...it binds us with everyone around us, it is the driving force for everything we do, without Love, the existence of this earth, of humanity, of humans, is impossible..."
"Beautiful explanation, so, your name?" The professor questioned, his smile widened with his answer.
"Ruhaan..." The boy replied smiling.
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The students clapped as the professor shushed them, "Don't or else you'll have to clap lot many times, I am sure each one of your definition is going to be beautiful...Ok, Sit down Ruhaan."
Ruhaan sat down.
"So last time I picked someone who raised his hand, this time..." The professor scanned the room as he spotted a girl sitting on the last bench in the 2nd row.
"You, Last bench, second row, answer?" The professor pointed at the girl, she hadn't raised her hand, she stood up narrowing her eyes speaking something under her breath, hardly audible to even the person next to her.
"Sir, for me Love, it is a destroyer...It is the worst feeling, It is feeling which only gives pain, only destroys us, only kills us, well...I haven't read Romeo and Juliet as yet but even they both died for Love, right? I hate Love." The girl put forward her viewpoint; all the students including the professor himself were stunned.
"Actually that's why I didn't raise my hand, my viewpoint might differ with many or maybe...all, by the way, Mishti here." Mishti passed the professor a quick smile as she took her seat back, Ruhaan turned to look at her...was this girl for real?
