THE LOST REFLECTION OF LOVE AK -AR part 4-pg8 - Page 3

PART 2

Ridz played one of my favorite number of Jay Sean, the drive was good but my nervous mind couldn't think anything else than thinking of school. There I could see the monumental figure was nearing and then my eyes met through the Board plate of the school naming as St.Georges High School of arts and science. We soon got out of out car The cool air chilled me but thanks to my sweater it covered all portions of my body very perfectly avoiding the cool air. The road was slippery due to heavy fog I handled my steps carefully and followed Riddhima "Kripa now you have to go alone…. there is the the receptionist office…there you will find one lady at the table you have to say your name and she will direct you further to your classes…I would surely come with you but we are already late and my classes have already started besides the lady sitting over their she doesn't likes unnecessary mess without any need. So I can't--- "Riddhima was trying her best to resolve the matter something was really wrong with her…or must she really had class. Or her reasons were fair enough "ahh its ok ridz I m fine you go…" I said her with a understanding tone.

I took a step forward towards the office, a lady around mid 50 was sitting…usually people retired but she still seemed to be enthusiastic at her work. She was sitting fighting best with her old age; I saw the name plate placed on her table named as Mrs.Laurance Joseph. I cracked my voice before speaking "hmm Mrs.…" she raised her head with a stern look "What do you want. How many times should I say that you should inform me before 15 minutes? I don't understand what is going on with this generation. you should know you responsibilities, beside think of your parents how much strength they put on just to teach you small kids and you kids …" She stopped staring at me my questioned face "By the way what is you name" that was really funny…I could see how sad she was with this generation but she really cared for one and all …but I felt she speaks a lot….now I see why wasn't Riddhima coming along with me."Yeah mam" I tried to sound as strong as I can be. yet sweetly" She smiled at me, and that was really sweet to calm down my nervousness "Hmm new student ""yes Mrs. Laurence" "Oh your name" "Kripa Sharma" "oh well Kripa" it sounded good my Name pronounced in a different way that was really funny "Yes mam I have actually come for my schedule for this months classes" She took out a paper handed me and said me to report her before going. And directed me towards the classes "go Right then left from there straight then left. There will be your class and you class teacher..." it was quite confusing and why shouldn't be it. The big monument just looked like a puzzle hall.

Finally there it was 12^th science thank god, I finally peeped into the room slowly, I was nervous however made best efforts in bringing out my vocal cords, "may I come in Sir" He was in his early 40s and best at his casual attire, "oh come in child" he was a sweet person, I ignored everybody's look as I knew it would be surely an strange cum weird one, I smiled , oh shit I was so nervous that I forgot about to takeoff the hood of my sweater shit, "yes little red riding hood how can I help you" the hall started with great roar of laughter I gave an helping look to all , all the faces were of course new and everybody had their lips curved up laughing at me but don't know why but my eyes felled on the guy in black he was looking down noting something that really did gave me some sort of relieve, that time I didn't bother to look at the person further, anyhow I spoke "Sir This" I showed my class time table along with the identity slip "oh miss Sharma we were waiting for you only…welcome. To 12^th science, Class this is miss Sharma and miss Sharma I am Peter Curigliano and I am the class teacher also going to take classes on drama" the bell ranged "Oh ok classes enjoy your self and of course do decide with you partners for the skit…oh yeah and take care of little red riding hood " "ahh thank you sir" "Welcome" He smiled and left the class, I was tensed I turned back to face the class everybody were busy at something or the other some were packing their books and some were still laughing "Is something wrong miss riding hood" Some one called out that I suddenly turned around to see, I gave a smile "Kripa Sharma " "Hmm Armaan Malik" "Nice meeting you" "Same here" the guy seemed cheerful yet funny.. For a moment I felt I had seen him somewhere..Oh yeah Riddhima in my thoughts suddenly I spoke out Riddhima "Hmm ridz ...tum ridz ki" I gave a innocent look "yes Armaan...Where is ridz" "hmm I don't know must be in sirs office " He was good I felt to myself. He accompanied me to the next class and gave me information's on further classes. He was a good company, my other classes went nicely, and every classes had new faces though some seemed common and who were with me for 3-4 classes and the best thing was my most of the classes were with Riddhima except one and that was sociology she took math's and I took sociology but however I was happy. I met many guys and among that one was Prithvi who was good looking yet seemed kind of arrogant, but tried his best to be sweet with me. In my all classes I missed that one person who wasn't laughing at me, it was lunch break I entered the canteen with Riddhima. The canteen was filled and I soon joined the table, and there was the same guy but before I could reach he stood and went away…I just wished to see him again… there was armaan talking with me in his sweetest yet funny way. The lunch break was over within 20 minutes and next it was sociology. I got up and entered the class it had nearly 20 students all sat in pairs I could hardly find any seats for me when I saw one empty and guess what the same guy was there he was staring at his book , reading some notes. I joined; the teacher wasn't there, so I adjusted myself. The guy did not react he just acted that nothing was present…and the teacher came I got up to greet her, she was very pretty her name was Mrs. Kashish grewal, everybody sat and I could feel a change oh yes the guy in black…he went away and sat on the edge of the bench trying his best to be away from me…that was weird….it did give me embarrassing feeling, is something wrong with me I thought. the class was started mam started taking class on Anthropology it was quite boring as I knew everything from before also the guy in black was really distracting why was acting so weird…he was still in his position listening to the class, I didn't look at him but gave a quick look through the corner of my eyes he was still he never looked at me it seemed that he was deaf but he was alright because he answered few questions asked by the teacher, his voice was quite impressive and attracting then the class continued and alas the bell rang ad thanks to the bell otherwise his company was really disturbing me to the core. He rushed out of the class not even giving a look. I was disturbed though.

The rest of the classes went normally, it was the last period and it was free period all the pupils were made to work on their projects and select their partners for the month. Mr. Peter was really a friendly person. He left everybody to choose their partners and the left out were 6 it was armaan ridz Prithvi mishty (that girl was really ewe) forget abt her oh yea me and that guy in black, he seemed not interested but I did catch his few glances don't know why but he was kind a ignoring me..."So class you all got you partners ….so you 6 cant decide you partner huh..Ok Prithvi with mishty" suddenly Prithvi shouted out "no sir I can work with Kripa" that was not fair I didn't like that guy…." "done Prithvi and Kripa" no no I crossed my fingers not to be that guy…."Shit" I shouted " Any problem Miss Sharma" "Ahh no sir" "Ok you riding hood and Prithvi" "Armaan and Riddhima " And finally "Angad and Mishti" oh that's not fair ..i felt something piercing through my heart don't know why that weird feeling came I tried my best to give a satisfied look but oh yes that guys name was Angad , I saw him giving a stern look after when the sir has decided the partners. Anyhow could only think of Angad."Ok class tomorrow we will be starting on out projects be ready "the bell rang.

Soon we got back to home Riddhima seemed a good friend of armaan and angad.The day was good except that one thought which ranged In my mind, I felt like thinking more about him, we had our dinner aunty padma was great she asked me about my day in school which was really sweet, I wish my mom would also give me a call.

I dozed off and there I could see in my dreams….

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Part 3

I could see in my dreams, something very beautiful, it did impress my dreamy eyes I never wanted to open my eyes…I could see someone very familiar yet unknown…by his figure I could only get that it was a guy but who…he was going away from me…suddenly I got up by Riddhima's shout "Kripa" "Yes who are you" I was so stupid sometimes I felt my parents were right I was really immature like kid, how could I even speak up "WHO ARE YOU…WHAT DO YOU MEAN" Riddhima gave me a stern glare.." Hmm sorry I was dreaming something "she raised one of her eye brows " "Dreaming what " and winked "Hmm something horrible. which I hardly remember" that was not the right dream and right time to speak as I saw the sun smiling a bit through its cloudy cover "So today would be a bit warmer " "Yaa exactly mom is waiting for you and even I m waiting…you are late" "Hmm Sorry" I apologized "Hey nothing like that actually normally I wakeup late but as u came I have to get up 5 minutes earlier than you " she winked, I smiled " Ok no more talking get ready….today we will be having half day after that we will have to work on the drama as said by Mr. peter patter" She laughed "Hey Mr. peter seems sweet" Riddhima stopped her moving feats she was listening to a slow beat and moving her feats while talking to me. But suddenly got shocked by what I said "What peter patter and sweet ….ya he is but he too annoying sometimes…" "By the way ridz which song are you listening " "Hmm when I grow up " "Pussy cat dolls " I shooted my words , she too did shoot on me " yes " "common give me one" I soon grabbed one of the ear piece from her " We both started singing loud like one of those RAP singers and started dancing on the wooden floors just like hopping monkeys does,

Boys call you sexy
And you don't care what they say
See every time you turn around
They screaming your name

Boys call you sexy
And you don't care what they say
See every time you turn around
They screaming your name

Now I've got a confession
When I was young I wanted attention
And I promised myself that I'd do anything
Anything at all for them to notice me

But I ain't complaining
We all wanna be famous
So go ahead and say what you wanna say

You don't know what its like to be nameless
Want them to know what your name is
Cuz see when I was younger I would say

When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies

When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies

When I grow up
Be on TV
People know me
Be on magazines

When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick
When I step out on the scene

Be careful what you wish for
Cuz you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it

Be careful what you wish for
Cuz you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it

They used to tell me I was silly
Until I popped up on the TV
I always wanted to be a superstar
And knew that singing songs would get me this far

But I ain't complaining
We all wanna be famous
So go ahead and say what you wanna say

You don't know what its like to be nameless
Want them to know what your name is
Cuz see when I was younger I would say

I and Riddhima started singing one by one after
When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies

When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies

When I grow up
Be on TV
People know me
Be on magazines

When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick
When I step out on the scene

Be careful what you wish for
Cuz you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it

Be careful what you wish for
Cuz you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it

I see them staring at me
Ooh I'm a trendsetter
Yes this is true cuz what I do
No one can do it better

You can talk about me
Cuz I'm a hot topic
I see you watching me watching me
And I know you want it, oh

When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies

When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies

When I grow up
Be on TV
People know me
Be on magazines

When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick
When I step out on the scene

Be careful what you wish for
Cuz you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it

Be careful what you wish for
Cuz you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it

When I grow up
I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star
I wanna be in movies

When I grow up
I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars
I wanna have groupies

When I grow up
Be on TV
People know me
Be on magazines

When I grow up
Fresh and clean
Number one chick
When I step out on the scene

Then we actually realized that what was behind us we both took out the headphones slowly it was none other than padma aunty, she was staring at us….Riddhima dared to start the conversation "Kripa I think listening to music in the early morning is a very bad idea " "I think that too …it was really a very bad idea" Riddhima ran I too followed her ….she went and sat on the breakfast table and I directed my self to the washroom.....in that mess we actually left the player on still the song playing in the background with the last lines as…

Be careful what you wish for
Cuz you just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get it

Like yesterday I reported Mrs. Laurence, She seemed cheerful today. And when I went through the schedule , something there made me happy and that was the sociology period which was for 2 hours , I couldn't really find the reason behind my unusual happiness what was it and why was I so happy, of course I did not like the guys reaction, that he showed me yesterday anyways my eyes just wanted to see him once. The first period went normally I did not see Angad, "he must have been absent" then it was sociology.Ridhimma went on her direction and I on mine. I entered the class Kashish mam was writing some thing on board I hoped not anthropology " not again" it was actually Anthropology and society " I adjusted myself on the bench no one there near me "so he was really absent " My mind spoke to itself "Class Today I will be teaching for one hour and the other hour will be for the movie…We would see how primitive people lived"

The class was really tiring, and not at all interesting…..I kept on staring at the door wished it to open but no sign of Him. The class got over it was lunch break I saw armaan and ridz waiting for me….they were fighting on something "so what's going guys..." "Nothing Kripa …just Mr. Armaan is talking about his relations with girls" "hey hey excuse me…. Everybody knows I have fair relations with one and all ""ya everybody knows that's why ---" "That's why they like to be called out as my girlfriends" they both continued fighting while I was searching for angad " Hmm guys are you both done? " they both kept quite "so how were you classes hmm mine was boring" "hmm mine was worst Kripa bcos this creepy cheapy armaan was sitting with me" they made faces and there fight was really cute to look at. "Excuse Miss Sharma…Mrs Laurence is asking for you…you may please report her" "Hmm ok thanks" a man came, I was confused for what reasons she might be calling…."I guess Kripa there must be some reschedule that's why" I left the canteen. There wasn't much people outside….I hurried to the office……I could see the same guy or to be more clear Angad he was talking over something with miss Laurence…."No.. Mr.Khanna I cant change your this periods" "Mam try and understand me I want these periods to be changed to next hours" why was he changing and what was he changing…is it sociology period. Thousands question bubbled inside my brains. "No Mr. Khanna" "Thank you" he was going to leave when he suddenly bumped against me. I was so lost into him that I did not see when was he coming, "Sorry" he said angrily and rushed out of the room. I kept looking at him until his shadow got faded "Miss Kripa can you hear me ""Ohh sorry mam...ya mam" "Well here is your ordered books" "thank you mam" the books were really heavy around 8 heavy books were there among which 4 were as thick as brick..Mrs. Laurence handed me the pile of the book almost covering my face she opened the door for me…I tried my best to look at the way….but to make the condition worse ..the roads were so slippery….. I watched my steps as nicely I could but "boom!!!" oh oh nooooo I was going to slip…when some hands caught me by my waist….and there my books were scattered here and here "My new books" I cried like a baby…then soon I realized who was catching me…Oh yes it was he….Those dark brown eyes….kept staring at me….those lipz wanted to speak many things but seemed so polite…He kept staring at me….i wish the lock never breaks….."Oh sorry…" I said slowly…I stood up…"Thanks" I tried to be sweet but he looked at his foot then he bend downwards, I continued staring at him suddenly I realized he was actually helping me "Oh I will do it its..ok " He looked at me….and stood and there was all my books piled neatly "Thanks a lot…" He did not say anything " I can carry now " he said in a whispering tone "Sure" "yes" I put on my hood and carried all the books, to be frank I couldn't carry such heavy books but I neither wanted to stress anybody. I started walking when "Shitttttt" yes right I down….."oh my godddd" I started weeping….I could hear him chuckling….before I could look back there was a hand inviting me for my own help….."Need any help" I could see he was still smiling. but he tried his best to avoid….but I was happy…having a satisfaction that he at least smiled, I gave my hand and got "Thanks again" " he picked up all my books and started walking " Hmm….so Kripa…You want to carry again or." He said in a low but husky voice "mmm…..hey how do you know my name "ok that was a stupid question…" Hmm why….i should not know what ha?" "No nothing like that…anyway nice meeting you" he smiled and answered back "Angad Khanna" "I know" "You know what ""nothing. so nice to meet you too angad "He smiled and there was my class….it was English period…we went inside the class and there the whole class was staring at us as if some thing has happened or were we some terrorist…He went near his table and kept all books ""thanks again angad" "ahh its ok" he sat on his bench and I sat with him not finding a good place to sit. as Mr. peter has already come and was fussy about the matter about the whole class being here and there "So class will you please be seated " Mr. Peter started to speak on some subjects when I heard some chuckles from back, it was none other than Riddhima she was chuckling I was confused….I asked her what was the reason but she said nothing….I went back to Mr. peter as he called out my name seeing me being distracted…"yes sir" I got up, " yes little gray riding rude are you with me" the whole class started laughing again.."Shit not again" "hmm what….Miss Sharma " " Nothing sir" I sat…I could notice something from the corner of my eyes it was angad he was staring at me…but moved his eyes when I looked back at him…

It was now drama period, we were to meet Mr. Peter at the theatre.Soon everybody reported at the hall "So class as you know we are having skit competition within 2 weeks…we will be acting on the skit….Pygmalion where Mr. Higgins will be played by Angad….Eliza by Mishty..And where is she??? "Sir started calling out for mishty…the whole started to shout out loud "Mistyyy Lady Is on date with prithviiiii" everybody started laughing out "Please class I want discipline….come back class "Sir seemed angry but on his track the whole hall was in pin drop silence " "Ya So Mishty and Prithvi will be suspended " And their roles will be played by -----"

OK guys here is part 3 hope it wasn't boring. as I mostly talk about the classes and events…….hope its good. do let me know if anything else is missing or what you want to be added

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