Tales for forever

CHAPTER 3; SPECKY GUYS ARE ‘LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT’MATERIAL

I know how it feels to be running out of luck. And money. And friends. It’s almost been a week since I started going to this new school, yet my search for a compatible friend is still in progress. Currently I am sitting with a girl named Sandra and her supposedly rumored best friend, Muskan is throwing daggers my way. Now you may wonder how I know all this, well I am not completely ignorant of my surroundings. It’s been few days since Sandra befriended me and started accompanying me to wherever I went. At first it felt good to have someone with you constantly but later on it became too clingy for my liking. Though, I could never say this on her face. I lacked the guts. As a result I had a human shadow walking with me and of course, a very jealous former best friend. I felt bad for Muskan, being ignored by your best friend for a stupid newbie is pathetic. I tried to befriend her for the sake of her happiness. I tolerated her presence so much that it started taking a toll on my behavior. I started becoming itchy, yet I did not show this on my face. I didn’t want to make her unhappy.

After befriending her, three of us would roam around together, like three musketeers, except the fact that one of us was hardly able to put up with the other one. I won’t go into the details; I will assume that you are smart enough to figure it out. In short my-cherry-go-happy-life was struggling due to the presence of unwanted drama in the form of Sandra and Muskan. I would do anything to get them back together, away from my own self. Even Anjali looks like an angel in front of them.

 I would never admit this in front of Anjali but I was kind of missing her. She is in hospital, suffering from esophageal cancer, all thanks to the boundless cigarettes that she smoked, while she could. Poor Anjali. If you are feeling sorry for her, then don’t, I am just joking. She is probably suffering from something minor like a fever or something. She is fine and just requires a few days to recover from whatever she is suffering from.  As of now, I am stuck with these two, who are lovable if we ignore the fact that they bicker a lot and live a life of a teacher pleaser, other than this they are perfecto. 

Three of us are roaming around the school premises, its lunch time; every student is a free bird, just for the time remaining. By the time we reached the ground area, everyone was going back to their respective classes. And that is when I saw him, he was coming towards us, at first I saw his side profile, Blue frames with baby beards. Maybe he was with his friends; i wasn't sure because my eyes were only fixed on him. He made it impossible for me to focus on anything except him. When he turned, he took away my sanity from me. I could never forget those eyes and his smile. The way his lips stretched into a serene smile. It made me feel warm for no apparent reason. I stared at him like a creep that I am. He was about to bypass me. And that is when I thought that, I wanted to do something to get his attention. And that is where I went wrong. I farted, with my mouth. I made the most horrible burping sound that any living thing could come up with. Now I had his attention for all the wrong reasons. His beautiful serene smile was morphed into a repellent face. I had no idea how he managed to look so good in that face. Now, he too stared at me, not out of infatuation or amusement, but out of disgust. This was the time when I desperately wanted the mother earth to open up and swallow me. But I guess I wasn’t worth her time. Not just her, I wasn’t worth anyone’s time. And right then, I was proved right when the dreamy guy and his friends went away from me as fast as they could. I wanted to ignore the fact that while going away they snickered at my misfortune. I never envied deaf people but now, I did. The two divas that were with me didn’t hesitate to openly laugh at me, the moment they saw the boys going away. I would have said that I never felt this embarrassed ever before but who am I kidding? I have had worst. The only thing that kept my mood happy was the hope that maybe he was amnesiac. But this thought was too good to be true. I perceived this truth with utmost resistance and refusal. I was as bitter as bitter gourd. My heart was filled with new found love and new found embarrassment. In short I was temporarily depressed.

After this disappointing incident, three of us also decided to go inside the classroom, not because we wanted to but because we had no other option. My mood was already sour and a few more classes would definitely make no major difference. Whilst coming back I came to know that the guy, who had my heart, was our senior. He was not just blessed with good looks but also with intelligence. I had a thing for smart guys. My motto was simple; Brain over brawn.

His name was Romit. The moment I knew his name, I started naming our children, giving then a name that came out of our names. Such sweet and unrealistic dreams I had. My friend Sandra stirred me out of my day dreaming, bringing me back to the sorry reality. Teachers came, teachers went, but the only thing that was constant in my mind was the guy with blue frames. I could not make him leave me alone, at least in my own fantasy world. Classes were over; everyone was eager to get back home but not me. I went to the place where my ride was supposed to be. While doing so, I made sure to be clear from that specific face, to not make a fool out of myself, again. 

I reached home and the first thing that I did was to open Facebook and search for the blue framed guy. I logged in and went to the search option, only to realize that he probably wasn’t the only one with amnesia.