Episode 2: I talked to her.

Previous episode

Yawning heavily sitting on my bed after a long day, I write my diary entry.
While recalling my visit to the library, I remember her nonchalant look and my attempt to start a conversation, and rest of the experience.

Thinking on my feet had never been my forte, hence I relied on my snap judgments.
And I snapped, i.e., I lied to her, when she gave me a who-the-hell-are-you look. She's a fresher and I'm a senior, we're not in same batch.

"Ssshhh," she put her finger on her lips, beckoned me for silence. She pointed at the "Silence is Golden" written at one end of the library, behind me. BTW, we were the only ones in the inner part of the library.

I sat across the table, as she resumed her reading. I picked her notebook and tore a page from it, scribbled a note for her, and pushed it across to her. Seeing her engrossed in the C programming textbook, I got up and walked out. I returned with C programming textbook, just to brush up my fundamentals. I found my note still lying beside her hand, untouched.

While reading, with the corner of my eye, I looked at the note once in a while. Suddenly the next instant I found her tapping on my head with her pen.
"What?" I squinted my eyes, then rubbed my eyes, "Has the attendance been taken?"
"What?" She said.
Her voice flowed through my subconscious and I snapped out of sleepiness.
"I'm sorry, just one of my regular dreams."
She giggled.
Why did she giggle? I wondered... do I look funny in my just-woke-up looks? Maybe that's why everybody stares at me when I wake up in the middle of the lecture.

"By the way, could you help me out with this?" I asked her a problem from C programming textbook, as my final attempt to make a conversation, while she was leaving.

Her giggle kept on playing in my mind while writing the diary. A sudden thought shattered the good feeling of that memory and uncertainty set it. I wondered, "How would she react when she learns that I'm the TA for the C programming course?"

To be continued...

Episode 1: I saw her

I see her walking down those stairs. She is perfect. I stand there looking at her grace, bouncy hair, gentle smile, until a guy climbs down after her in haste and speaks in a charming voice, "Sorry I'm late." That must be her boyfriend, I think. :(
I walk towards them. While crossing them, I hear her say, "You're always late, bro!"

:) Good!

I se her again, this time at a shopping mall, with her brother. A certain guy walks to them, pleasantly greets her, and I think, "This must be her boyfriend!"
As it turns out, he walks beside her brother and holds his hand, as if they were a couple!

:) Good!

I see her yet again, this time in a pub, with some other guy I don't recognize. They are talking and laughing and I think, "This surely must be her boyfriend!"
Another girl, probably her friend meets them, and that guy and her friend kiss.

:) Good!

The next time I see her, she is alone, walking down the road towards library. I walk in the opposite direction, but change my mind and go to library instead, after a couple of minutes.
The library, as usual is occupied with a handful of students, most of them reading magazines. I scan the library for her and see her sitting at a corner seat in the inner part of the library with few books lying on the table space in front of her.
I think, this is it, talk to her; but what if she's busy?
"Excuse me, miss..." and I glance at her notebook, and don't find her name on it. :(
She looks up at me from the book.
"Hi," I raise my hand in an open palm gesture. Her nonchalant look isn't reassuring.
"I didn't mean to bother you, but I saw you reading this book and remembered you were in my batch but in other section, so..." I pause, look at her book, then look at her.

To be continued...

Diwali Sweets

I happily picked up the kaju katri mithai (cashewnut sweet) he offered me from a bowl.
"How did you take care of the ants? This is an open bowl, very vulnerable!" I was surprised.
He was prompt, as if it was obvious.
"I simply remove the ants feasting on the sweets in the bowl."

Wallet

I never used it until few days ago, actually never wanted to use it. Its like putting all your eggs in one basket. Wallet is convenient but if its lost, a lot is lost; identity card, cash, somebody's photo etc.
Why people continue to keep wallet in their back pocket, an area easily pickable. Front pockets could also carry the wallet.
How do people find comfort sitting with one butt on the wallet?! No wonder their wallets are thinner than mine, even though I hardly carry any cash.

P.S. - I keep my wallet in front pocket of my trousers.
P.S. - Wallet does have lots of pockets in it, like a shrunken version of a women's purse, to contain almost everything minus the makeup stuff.

Relativity

This week I visited my relatives' house and in almost every case, the relative who opened the door (was my aunts in all the cases), I found them staring at me for few seconds, then when I greeted them, they smiled at me and welcomed me. Rest everything went good and I had a great time.

Today I looked at the mirror while brushing my teeth and realized the reason:
I hadn't shaved for 3 weeks!

Blue film

My friend asks me, "Would you like to watch the Blue film this friday?"

I replied aloud, for others on the table with us, "The blue film! Would they show the blue film in cinema halls."

"Yes, starting this friday."

"Okay. So what's the name of the movie?"

The Comment

My good friend felt dejected because of lack of comments on his latest post. He devised a masterplan to cope with this. He commented on his post:

"Nice Post!!

Waiting for my next post :( "