Chapter 2
A whole week had passed since I was discharged from the hospital, since my wounds were healed, since the last time I met him. I do not know as to why but for the first time I am scared ... scared of facing that person again my brain kept signaling me to stay away from this person but I really do not know as to why a part of my heart still wanted to see him , to get drown in his eyes , to blush when he speaks and to listen to him. I do not know but I feel I know him since ages I did speak about it to rits but to her this might be an infatuation but only if she knew that this meant more than infatuation it meant more than any feeling to me , I am so confuse and lost , I lost my appetite and the entire time I am lost in his world. A small smile still comes to my face the very instant I think of the meet , I remember how he had a good laugh at me adding royal title to his name but that was the end the doctor disturbed our moment and injected me which made me close my eyes , after that I never meet him. I put all his head at the back of my head as rits jerked my hands , we are finally here , the first day of college for me as well as rits , that day she did not go instead she scarified her first day of college to spend time with me in the hospital and so today we both joined together , thank god she did not follow her Samuel advice and wore somewhat a decent sundress and as for me I am always decent though this jeans seems to be quite suffocating but my top was loose and perfect with the netter shrug , we stepped off the car to look at the building and the first word I could take from my mouth was "YUCK" and that is exactly what I meant it color faded , and mosses growing in the building , which almost looked like breaking apart , it was huge but dirty and dusty there was traditional fans system and no air conditioner , we gave each other a horrifying look as we watched girls walking in rows with long skirts , oily hair and boys with kurtas it looked we were dragged a hundred years behind in past , now I clearly know the reason for all to stare at rits the very first day , they made us feel uncomfortable in our dresses but we avoided all those stare and went straight to our class , we were fifteen minutes late , everyone was quite , I and rits threw ourselves in a tizzy. Everyone stared as I we had already secretly planted a bomb somewhere in the campus. The English professor Suraj dragged the specks one inch down on his nose and whined gazing at us standing helplessly. We could not even muster the courage to seek permission to enter. I sensing rits embracement finally uttered
MANYATA: sir may we come in?
SURAJ: you may but make sure from next time you come early on time or I will not let you enter my class
MANYATA and RITS: sorry sir
Saying this we showed our fake apologetic face and moved forward to go inside just to be stopped by his shrill voice again
SURAJ: and I would like to make you all aware of the rule that from the following day please dress yourself decently either in salwar or in long skirt
RITS: dude you got to be joking us
She mumbled under her breath as we just went to the room, Rits preferred to seat in front of me while I sat behind a guy whose face was hidden in the book as Professor Suraj announced to the class
SURAJ: William Golding has been described as pessimistic, mythical, spiritual " an allegorist who used....
I tried turning pages of the book to reach this Golding man as I felt a similar aroma filling up my surrounding , I felt my heart skipping beats , a fragrance wriggled my nose and intoxicated me . As I heard the similar voice
UDAY: He is old, grumpy fellow do not take his words seriously here we may wear what we wish just need a chit from the pricy
I looked beside and my pale turned pale, a lump was struck in my tongue, I felt like I just saw a ghost it was unbelievable , he was here , sitting beside me I mean he was here right beside me alive and boy he had a white thin framed specs which made him look even hotter he was right as he was wearing a faded jean and black tee shirt so definitely he was privileged by the chit thing ... oh fish what the hell was wrong with me why was I reacting in such way I tried to gain confidence but all I could say to him was
MANYATA: you...here ... I ...mean ...
All of a sudden he placed his figure on my lips as he whispered in a manly voice
UDAY: you mean what am I doing here in this college in this room right beside you the answer is I too am a student here
He removed his hands from my lips as I continued to look down at my book while he smirked at my stupidity , I wished I could make a hole in the book and vanish myself in thin air , my cheek flushed as I began to tremble with an unknown fear I thought the best way to prevent myself from further embracement was to concentrate on this Golding as I went through all his works , his life and all his shits. The class was over I began to collect my book as he approached me again
UDAY: by the way you did not tell me your name
MANYATA: my name manyata I am from
UDAY: London and you have sifted here right I got this piece of info from your parents
There was a silence as he looked into my eyes , I felt that he knew more than just my name and my place , I felt he knew something about me which I myself did not know he
UDAY: do you have a class today
MANYATA: no I do not have any classes today
UDAY: oh well than mind joining me for a bike ride round the city
MANYATA; I am sorry I need to go out with rits
UDAY; it is ok maybe some other day manyata so bye meet you tomorrow
MANYATA: bye
As I watched him going out of the room I wished I could join him but my bestie is my first priority as rits and I started walking out of the class into the corridor she asked
RITS: so is this the guy?
MANYATA: yes he is the guy his name is uday
Before we could make a further conversation I saw as rits missed her a step and went rolling down the steps she was not wounded just her ankle was twisted I rushed to caresses her as I felt some words softly hitting my ears gently
"you have to dance on my tunes princess"
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Edited by annabh - 11 years ago
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