Chapter 6

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Niru left. Poor boy. First his father dies, then his mother has a kidney failure. I don't know why God laid a catastrophe like this on him. He's still small to face this. I wonder if he'll ever come back to England. College starts tomorrow. If he is, he would have come back by now. No, he won't. Kidney failure is a huge problem. I'm sure he won't he leave his mother's side. Thinking about all of this, I laid my head on my pillow, and soon fell asleep.

The big day arrived. I looked at the mirror. I gazed into my eyes while I was brushing my hair, and thought, "I am ready." As I entered the college, I saw many people streaming. Many girls were wearing trendy, mostly pink, outfits that were too inappropriate. Must be hoping to impress some boys. Believe me, even in school, some girls did those things. Me, on the other hand, simple as ever, was wearing my usual sky blue off-shoulders sleeveless top, navy blue jacket and midnight blue wide leg pants. I simply can't stand pink because I love blue. Pink is hot and blue is cool. See the difference? At least the boys were pretty decent. I got started with my first class. I went early. I sat on a chair and started to read a book. After a few minutes, I glanced at the door. It opened and a boy entered. He looked more like Niru. Same khaki jacket and army trouser. But a white vest. Same messy hair, but has a beard and is more darker. But....no. It can't be him. He would have at least told me that he was in England. It is not Niru. I traced his path with my eyes. He went and sat on a seat behind me. Then he opened his bag, took a book and got buried in it, like me. I didn't mind. It's none of my business. I started reading my book again. The class started. Time flew so quickly, that the class ended in something more like, 5 minutes! Soon, we were given a lunch break. I went to the canteen, brought a burger and a drink, sat down on a bench and started to enjoy it. The food here is so good! After eating, I took out my timetable and checked the next class. I had one hour until it started, so I decided to explore the college. I decided to go into the gardens first, so I headed to an exit. As I was climbing down the steps, a boy knocked on me and all my books fell. Can't blame him. He helped me to collect my books. As I stood up, he asked me, "What's your name?" I smiled and said, "Adira. What's yours?" He smiled back and said, "Hayden". There was something pretty odd about him. He had the face of an Indian and the hair of a British. A conversation sparked up between us, as we were heading nowhere.

"Where are you going?"

"I thought about exploring here. Decided to start with the gardens."

"Oh! Even I was heading that way too. Let's go."

We went into the gardens. I was completely surprised at its beauty.

"A beauty, isn't it?" he said, as if reading my thoughts.

"Hmm..." I particularly got interested in African lilies and Bluestars, because they were in fact, blue. I had this stupid manner of gazing into anything that was blue, even if I've seen it a thousand times. And also, I had a type of phobia of pink, Rhodophobia. No one except Niru, knew it. I miss him. No time to lament! Go to be self- sufficient! I looked at the boy who had knocked on me a few minutes ago. He was now examining some red roses. How handsome was he? I don't like to admit, but gosh, I fell in love with him at that instant! He got up and asked me, "Hope you are not angry with me. So are we friends now?" and held his hand. "Friends." I replied. "Got to catch up with a friend. See ya!" I smiled at him and turned to examine a wall covered with creepers, and I.....let out a laugh. Kind, concerned, funny... all what I needed. We were friends now. Just got to figure out how to make him like me.

Daysflew. We grew closer together. What I really wished for came true._ asked me tobe his girlfriend! And I accepted on the spot! Was I being girlish? I hope not!I am so happy! There are no barriers between us, except that Niru-lookaliketrying to woo me, and I have not taken any notice of him. He is in fact anintelligent person, but I don't care. This is the first time "Prem" (love)arrived at my heart's doorstep!

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