It was 3rd August, 2010. In a long line of students, he was standing at the last of the line. All had come there for admission . It was Wadia College's principal office. One row had started from the left side of the principal's door and other from the right side.He was standing in the left line. As he came close to the door. He saw her, a beautiful girl from other country. But he did not notice her. She was sweating.They both stood facing each other for some time waiting for their turn for document verification by the principal. They waited for some time. Then the peon came and he declared that the for admission that day is over.Everybody had to come next day for the same process.Frustrated all went back. Next day a single line was standing. She was standing at the 8th number and he at 10. The two boys standing between them were brothers. They both went to drink water. Now it was that girl and him. He started noticing her this time.She was beautiful. She had a long face and looked like professional model.She had a good figure. But he did not notice her body. He kept looking at her face. She used to smile and then stop it suddenly as if she was mercurial. He could figure it out that she was an artist.Her smile was beautiful but sudden speed breakers were add on. He started to feel something by spreading his wings of imagination.He started to like her without knowing that this liking will prove to be a cause of high blood pressure in such young age.
He went back home thinking about the girl. He thought she would not be in his class. But at the first day first lecture there in the wadia college. He found her sitting just behind him with her friend from Nepal and Sikkim, probably. These girls were beautiful like that girl from other country. He could map these girls to the states of India just by looking at their faces. They had stretched eyes till the end of their brows.He felt good. He started to like her more when he heard her talking and mingling with the friends.He had come form not so urban background.He had never seen a girl from Iran in real life. He was astonished. He could only express in exclamations by then. He fell for her. He fell in love there and then after the end of first lecture. He was learning something more than others. He was dreaming and dreaming and dreaming about the girl. It seemed natural till here but after the second day it started to become more than natural .It became a supernatural love.He had not asked her whether she loved him or not. He believed that she would love him. He did not stop himself falling in love. He couldn't. His theories of linking and disliking were different from others. He mixed desire with love and love with social work . He was stubborn for his choices and a social worker for labour. He started loving her and he fixed himself there and then with her whether she liked him or not. He tuned his frequencies to her mental radios. But in reality it was his stubbornness. Girls would look for romance and he did social work. Girls would ask for a romantic ride. He would give them a piece of hard work intended not for sex but for welfare of the girl.
It was all mixed up .He mixed her with his feeling for his family. There it got all wrong. She never cared to ask him ever. She would not and why any girl would go to ask if she does not know somebody from scratch. But he had already made his mind.It was her or nobody else. And he did not even dare to tell her.
It was once during French lectures, his friend from Sikkim asked him which girl he liked. He took her name and she said he could get a better girl than her. She also said to she [herself[ was better than that girl .She gave him ideas to impress the girl from the other country. She also asked him if she could express his liking for the girl to the girl but he refused, without knowing why.There was no reason. He wanted her to know, deep down in his heart, there but he refused. It came out so sudden , he could not stop it.And she remained unknown to his feelings.The girls used to live in Kondwa, in Pune. It was far from Wadia college.She had to hire auto to come to college. She preferred this way. She could not come by bus. She belonged to a rich family.She had never travelled in the bus in India. So , she used to come by auto. Meanwhile , almost all day and night he was busy admiring her. He was becoming mad for her.
He had started to dream about her and its just three months which have passed in the college.He got a total knock out emotionally.He was terribly in love with her.He could tell many reasons why he loved her but the other moment he would say he don''t know any reason but he loves her.
On the other side the girl was in live in relationship. He did not have any idea about it. Not even one forth. But his continued his wish and kept dreaming and feeling about her. She was a good girl. She trusted her fiance. But hes fiance was a big cheat. He proved to be the cause behind her tears which she shed like rainfall. Her other two friends used to console her. They made her normal again. They were good friend. Her friend from Nepal knew how that boy loved her.She could sense the truth in his love and that was why she used to tell him about that girl.Her pain and sufferings were no more hidden from that boy. But he came to know about her relationship with that cheater boy in the middle of this story.
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