"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh", after a long sleep I woke up at night of new year day with an uncontrolable hangover which was merely successful in bursting my veins out of my head.
Looking for my roomates here and there in the hostel I found them in the nearby room in the same lane as ours discussing about what they have to do with this remaining one 'half' of signature which we had carried along with us all the way from "a/c wine shop" to our hostel.
After a long 2 hour discussion, finally we made a conclusion that those who were drinking last night will finish off the things that night too. So, we were waiting for the correct time to do so.
In the mean time, I took my helping hands mobile to surf "Mark Zuckerberg's" thing. Because I was 'scrooge' and was not having the data card in mine and the free supply of wi-fi was turned off. As expected, I logged in and started sending and receiving formal greetings of new year from every friend of mine, those who were online and offline both.
Few of those greetings made me assured about the existence of that person still on planet and a very few of them made me smile for a moment. The time came for the correct justification of that signature thing.
And too get the rid from my hangover I was also eager to take a light peg. The 'half' was brought in room 2634 where I sat down on the floor like a proper 'alcoholic' in an "Indian style shitting position" and started dividing the liquor into four. We had it 'neat' making the last 'namkeen packet' as our 'chakna'.
Somehow we managed to finish it fully and got a slight high. Then I went to my room and jumped back to "Mark's" creation. Suddenly, a pop-up was there notifying me about the message that I received that late night. Expecting it to be a common wishers message I opened it up. But, that was from someone that changed my whole emotional life and left me to write this book to cry my heart out.
It was from "Ms.Chetna Gupta". Yes, she was the one for whom I was mad about but never shared it with anyone. I was too excited at that moment to see that message. Gathering all my excitement and controlling all of my stupid feelings I finally opened it.
The screen displays three messages from her,
"Sry",
" Yrr, Tere pehle k msg dekhe Nahi the", "Happy New year"
The messages were not too exciting, but even though I was on cloud nine with a heavy Colgate smile on my face. Afterall, it was from 'her'. You might be wondering that, who is she?? Why I am so desperate towards her?? So, let me now have the privilage of describing the most beautiful girl on the planet.
Actually, it was very hot in some date of august three years back and I was getting bored in my chemistry coaching class sitting on the very first bench of it, as I was a 'geek' and having no idea that a nuclear bomb in the form of a beautiful girl with the even more beautiful name had been launched against me to turn my life upside-down. "There it happened", her entry.
With those short elegant steps, she enters the class with a never-forgettable, heart-melting and childish smile on her face with her every step synchronizing with the downward motion of her head for greeting the chemistry teacher.
She stepped in, and sat down on the very 'first bench' in the row on my left. Even though I tried not to stare at her, but the blinking beauty of her eyes that was making a chemistry with my heartbeat, those glossy lips over which I guess lip gloss was surely applied as they were glittering a lot and I was getting attracted to them, those semi-curly light brownish hairs which were wobbling around her neck over her face and she was settling them aside with a gentle push of her hand behind her ears, that perfectly long neck of which the 'beauty bones' at the bottom of it was increasng the beauty even more, the brisk of her husky voice that made me feel like an angel is singing right next to my ears, and that complete around 5 feet 4 inches thin and beautiful structure made it impossible for me. I had a huge crush on her, some people also call it as "love, at first sight".
Name it, as you like it but ultimately "There it happened", I fell in love with that girl without even knowing her name. Which later onn was gentley announced by our teacher when he questioned her for, "why is she late"? As, according to him it was her first day in coaching and she was supposed to be on time.
Still I don't know why the teachers always have so many problems with students even after we pay money to them. Can't they keep it as a bribe?? For not, informing our family about our study report and uttering a word against us. If I was a teacher, all of my students must be enjoying their lives freely not like me, geek and punctual lad.
But that day, I was not a geek anymore. I was an owner of a fallable heart too. Because of which I first stare her continuously for around 5-10 long minutes, and when feeling shameful giving it a break of 0-5 seconds. After sometime the teacher saw me staring her and gave me a questionable reaction. Looking at which I was literally confused about what he wants to say.
Either, why I am staring her I deserve much better than this? Or how dare I, to stare at her? Leaving all those "not to answer" questionable facial expressions for the teacher, hazitatingly I tried to focus back on my notebook with a shamefull feeling in my eyes. And started counting the remaining time for the class. So that I can watch her peacefully, calmly, and as long as I want without the teachers eyes on me.
