Breaking the record of my own punctuality schedule I woke up at 4:30 next morning. To be precise, I didn't slept at all. I was just taking turns on the bed thinking about my dream girl Chetna.
The thoughts that were controlling my brain neurons were, whether she will accept my friend request or not? How will she react to it? and etc. etc.,
Though I picked up my mobile many a times, but because of the fear of getting a bad news that my friend request has been cancelled by her, I didn't open my fb account.
I repeated the activity of picking up my phone, opening opera mini, cancelling everything and getting back to the main screen countless times.
I was lying on bed and suddenly I heard the sound of alarm clock. Ohh shit! It was 7 in the morning, and I am staring at my mobile from last 2:30 hours. I came out of my bed in a sudden hurry and got ready as quickly as possible, as I was left with only 15 more minutes to get into the school. I was not willing to miss the school not because I love to go to school and study, but because school is much better place then my home.
Bidding a loud goodbye to my family, with my hairs flying in the speedy flow of air and the needle of the speedometer trying to jump out of the glass I somehow managed to get into the school on time.
The boring schedule of school consisting of PT, Parade, Prayer finally ended and I made my way to class with a heavy bag carrying my phone in it hanging on my back.
"Vishal, Oye vishal! Got to tell u something." I called my one of the closest friend of school to tell him about my crush. By the time I finished narrating my love story to him, the very next moment he burst out in a huge laughter as if I am in love with either a guy or a person who is not acceptable to the society.
Before I could stop him from that 'LOL' scene, whole of the class started staring at us. I punched him in his stomach and cover his mouth with my hand to slow down the voice of his laughter and made him sit next to me.
Before I could ask him for the reason that why is he laughing he whispered in my ears, "Chutiye look at yourself! How hot is she and how dumbo are you."
The class was going on, the teacher was there but we were busy in my love story discussion, all we care about was the conclusion of our chat instead of maths problems being taught to us.
I was totally depressed as if whatever he said was true and I should drop the idea. "Bhai! It was a joke", he said looking at my sad face. "You are the hottest guy on planet", he added later, in order to bring my cheerful mood back.
We spent our all day in school discussing about what actually happened? How it happened? Her name? Address? And all sort of FAQ's about her.
The final bell rang and we came out of the school, with vishal on the backseat and I being the rider of my bike we headed towards the coaching class for that day.
