A Wrong Idea! TS [Part 2 Page 8]

A Wrong Idea!

Part 1

When I entered SRCC as a n exchange student, I was miserable and was depraved of any one to an extent that I sometimes could feel enmity of my own shadow towards me! But after my first project, my first outstanding paper on the Bhalla's infamous and kingly business that was spread across oceans was up I could feel a glint of awed expression in almost every eye for me except for the three most beautiful girls of the college, probably the final year students, whose name I couldn't recall would look at me like they loathed me to eternity... At first, being the most nerdy of the lot, I didn't understand anything, though it all fell in place when I came across Mihika, another nerdy, but gossipy girl laughed at my sullen face gauging the expression of immense hatred of the trio, sitting across me in the canteen with her infamous Greek god of a boyfriend.

"Are you sullen because of those three cats?" she asked.

I had never got chance till then to sit and chat, oh and well gossip, precisely. All I could was to nod, turning my face in her direction, who was digging in her cream bagel.

"Well... you know... don't think about them, it's because you did your paper on Bhalla's otherwise they would have noticed you even..." she said while her mouth was stuffed with the bagel to ever inch of it, and it was making her voice blurry.

"You know...maybe first you should eat then we can talk about it..." I said, watching her amusedly, as her cream dripped from her mouth to her side of chin, making it disgusting to continue watching her.

"You are probably right..." she said, as she took another big bite into her bagel, making it embarrassing to sit there, so I did first thing that came to my mind, I turned to look at them, the trio. They were somehow intriguing me, I just couldn't place it well... my curiosity as I watched them, and the something caught my eye. A person, boy to be exact in a quite expensive white shirt, well a linen to be precise, his collar was loose that meant he had certainly not fixed his collar buttons, I must tell you that I never had earlier had got chance to notice anyone with such minute detail. Nothing and no one caught my pointed attention but only books and subjects, but something about that trio and anything related to it was making it hard for me to just look away and go back to my miserable life which was ruled by words and numbers and secretly by the famous classic works by century old writers who now laid comfortably in their alabaster chambers, forcing me to imagine too much on expense of their masterpieces!

I could see his neck line from his back, while he faced opposite to me, towards the scowling trio. He was fair, and his hairs were black and tousled, however they looked despite of being rough gorgeous. It was nothing more that I could see except of his straight back and shoulders, and his side of fair face and then I caught something that I never imagined a man of flesh and blood could actually carry with that ease like he did, as he smiled at something looking at a girl beside him from the side of his face, a very gorgeous dimple. It was like a little bend in his skin of cheeks but something about it just fit right, I concluded with erratic heartbeat, something that only used to happen when I awaited result with only hope to win the scholarship every year so that I could continue my studies!

I couldn't help but look at their table, at him that is, he was such a fascinating sight even when all I had seen was his back and side of face, I just couldn't sit still any longer and so I did something I felt like, for the first time, I started talking, well inquiring most ridiculously!

"Who's that boy in white at their table, black (Gorgeous) tousled hair?" I indicated at the trios table across the canteen.

She was now half way into munching her patties when she looked in the direction I had pointed in and said with a dreamy smile, dipping her patties in tomato ketchup and bringing her near her lips, "He is Raman Bhalla, well the heir to the business you did your paper on, precisely." She said and then took a large bite into her patties.

"What!" I hadn't be more shocked, well shocked was such an under-emotion of what I was actually going through... I was flabbergasted or perhaps something beyond that.

"I know... he has that effect on girls, look around, didn't you see all girls are actually ogling at him and as usual he is sitting with that sexy cat Shagun and her two body guards, all unaffected..." she said, and I could hear sadness in her eyes and I could actually place it, and next words even surprised me but they were out of my mouth before I could check them.

"Do you like him?"

"I.. uh..hh.. well NO. I don't like him." but I could hear something in her voice that made me doubt about what she was saying, however I kept quiet, and then surprising me she started herself.

"..It's actually... Promise me that you won't tell anyone!" she said.

I nodded, but could feel my anxiety increasing not knowing what was coming.

"I kind of like his friend, Mihir. You must know about him... he is one of the toppers of last years and is now in final year." And with her confession, I could feel myself relax, and my grip on table loosened and I smiled warmly at her.

"Mihir!" I knew this guy, He was one of my inspirations, I had read his interview in the student's yearly and was undeniably motivated. "He's is one of my inspirations!" I told her. And suddenly I felt unusual compassion towards her and thus I said, "I can introduce you to him you know, that is if you want me to... I had chat with him some days ago. He's one of the best boys here!" I told her sincerely.

Her cheeks flushed and I knew she was really having bad crush on that guy, I just smiled at her warmly.

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Next few days were immaculate, nothing off grid. I studied and studied but soon this goodness seemed to wary of me and heavy anxiety washed every bit of good girl in me and this a stalker was born!

Next day I found myself unexpectedly or expectedly hovering near the final year of M.Com, I roamed outside the class and was trying my best to peep inside, I could see nothing, so frustratingly I adjusted and re-adjusted my horrible nerdy glasses and pushed them up my bridge of nose. Nothing was helping, everything was against me. I felt stupid and was about to turn away when a palm held my shoulder making me still, as all the color of my face drained out.

All kinds of horrible thoughts started to cross my horror stricken mind, what if this was some professor or worse he himself? What would I say? What can I say, that I was stupidly stalking a guy whose rich and probably involved with the most gorgeous girl in the college?' This was certainly the death of me, was all I could think.

And then I turned, my eyes closed tightly, as I faced the person who had caught me, and then I to my extreme relief heard a very familiar and warm voice, "Ishita Iyer... What are you doing here... outside senior class?" he asked and then a shock stained his face and he almost screamed, "Are you bunking!!"

I couldn't help but laugh at his ridiculously funny expression and said, teasingly, in a voice I never knew existed, "Are you going to join me?"

He raised his brow at me and the smiled and looked down, like always would do and said or rather asked, "On serious note... what is it? Something I can help with?"

"Everything is okay, I was just free so thought to wander a bit and to be blunt, I have never seen the premises of this college anyway. It's been a year now and I don't even knew where other departments lie, except offcourse mine own and the library and my class and now this one and the canteen curtsey my new friend Mihika and the teacher's room." I said recalling about what all I have actually seen there.

After my rant was over, I saw him looking at me surprised with a small smile adoring his lips, he shook his head and then looked beyond me, before he could comment on me, and called out loud, "Here!" he waved, I too turned towards the direction he was now looking into and as my eyes rested on the object that was nearing us with a pleasant gait, my eyes fell out of sockets, well figuratively at least!

And in no time he was standing beside me, literally, a boy I was stalking like a psychopath from a week now, the same person who had made living, sleeping and eating hell for me. It was like I was in shadows, hovering over every little topic that concerned or included his mere reference even if that meant listening to all that infuriating and pointless gossip of dimwits. I felt disgust in my existence that I was wasting on him, but it was a subject that I couldn't help but feel ecstatic to unravel.

And then breaking my line of thoughts he spoke to him, Mihir, his friend, "Hey bro!"

"Hey man! What are you doing here? I thought you were attending the lecture..." Mihir said indicating towards the classroom.

"No Man... I was too tired for Prof. Pathak's lecture, and anyways, I was just leaving for home..." he said with a drawl, and his husky voice made it sexier. And then surprisingly he looked from Mihir towards me which made me divert my eyes from his gorgeous face, which no matter which way or how I looked made it more appealing and attractive!

"I am sorry, I didn't see you there... Hi Miss Iyer." He spoke directly to me.

I was surprised would be an understatement. HE KNEW MY NAME!!! My surname precisely!!

"Hi..." I replied shakily and I couldn't help but add, "You know me!" surprise was evident in my voice, even to myself.

HE, on other hand smiled in that secretive way that actually made my heart flutter and also made me anxious.

And then he spoke, finally breaking the ice, "Well there are lot of fans you have... that provided me an unwanted or rather helpless thesis on you, for instance I know that you wrote your third semester paper on my family business." And I knew he was dripping with sarcasm, but who would help it. Who was I after all, nothing to be known about? He on other hand was this gorgeous man standing with those black tousled hair needing nothing to make his perfection any more palpable!

"I am sorry that you had to endure it, really." I said meekly.

And it was the time when Prof Bakshi who was passing by caught up with Mihir, thus he left leaving us, shaking hands with the Greek God and throwing a gentle smile in my direction. While all I could do was stand there awkwardly not knowing what to say, he was way too gorgeous to start a conversation that would suit us both, and I was not sure if I had any common and intelligent topic in my Nerdy mind in that instance.

"You don't have any confidence in you..." He said out of blue, breaking the awkward silence. I looked up at him, at such an accusing observation.

"Wow! Am I that transparent?" I flowed, not knowing why I was still there.

He just smiled and asked, "Walk?" I nodded without thinking.

We started strolling, slowly and with easy steps, side by side. His silent company was warm and comfortable and then he started, "When I said that you have admirers here, I wasn't joking... and I read your paper, It was brilliant. Later I heard that from my brother-in-law about you..." while I looked at him confused at the mention of his brother-in-law.

"You know, Parmeet Khurana." He answered my unasked query and continued.

Parmeet... Ohh! He was the one who I interviewed. I looked at him awed, he belonged to a family of achievers, his parents and even grandparents and great grandparents and even his brother in law, the topper of IIM!

"He told me that you were very bright and observant all the while and also asked me to meet you, as we were in same college. But you see I never talk to any junior." He said as if in deep thought, and then he continued "...but it's good to have finally met you..."

And it was then when one of the trio came near and looked at me pointedly as I stood next to him and her eyes made me scared and then she turned towards him and her eyes melted and she said little more huskily than necessary, "Let's go RKB... you must be getting bored."

And then within a second they were walking towards parking lot towards a big gorgeous black car and sat in, when she saw him throwing a friendly glance at me before entering driver's seat and zooming away.

And then I knew, just at that time, that Life is going to be tough!

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