TALES FOR FOREVER
CHAPTER 4
"No sir, i was just fooling around. I am not very fond of being a part of the girls kabbadi team." I politely replied to the Coach, who was pretty much adamant on having me in the team.
Judging by his change of demeanor, it didn't take any genius to say that he wasn't really happy with my answer. His brown eyes that were shining with happiness a few minutes back were back to normal with no tint of happiness in them. With steely gaze he surprisingly replied me in a very coxing manner.
" Ashley, I know you don't want to be a part of this team but at the moment we are falling short of a player. And you are exactly what we need. I have seen your moves, they are good. This team can't run without you"
Obviously he wasn't this desperate. The latter part was just all in my brain.
I decided not to give him any hard time and readily accepted his proposal. After all i had nothing better to do. I thought this might bring back color to my bleak life.
Oh wait!!
You might be confused with all this. To clarify let me take you back in time. Not literally but yeah.
This morning Sandra took me with her to Kabbadi practice. If you have not yet guessed, then yes, Sandra is a part of this team. A very valuable asset to the team, well that's what she said to me.
And in order to brag about my super quick alien reflexes, i decided to play along with them. In short, I played good and got a reason to simply show off my skills.
Just in case, if you don't know how to play Kabbadi. Just Google it. I won't go to the trouble of googling that for you.
End of the story. By fluke, i managed to score a place in the team. Some members were delighted to have me in the team, while the others were sulking. And the leader of the 'Sulking group' was none other than Muskan, the former best friend of my supposedly new best friend.
After the practice everyone decided to head back to their respective classes. Leaving me with excited Sandra and sulking Muskan. We followed the lead of the others and started walking towards the direction of our class.
While going back i kept quite. Reconsidering my decision of being a part of the team. I have already been a victim of my own impulsive decisions in the past. I definitely do not wanted the history to repeat itself, again. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that i failed to notice the unnecessary hassle bustle around me.
I swear these students were so damn annoying, more annoying than the thousand of bees humming together. Although i am no less than them but i still like to consider myself superior to this human race. Being superior and yet being humble is truly new to me.
I was still so in my thoughts that i again failed to notice the constant poking from one the inferior human, who also goes by the name, Sandra. I glared at her for bringing me back to earth. Instead of using any words, i simply signalled her, asking what the matter was?
She was amused by my reaction, i wonder why?
Following my steps, she too used her eye balls to point out in one particular direction. I decided to follow the direction of her eye balls instead of questioning her sanity.
Within few seconds, my eyes found the object of her amusement. I couldn't help myself but smile. Smile at the beautiful creation of the human God. There he was, plastered with a heart melting smile, standing with his own clique. Yet standing out from everyone. I wonder how it is possible to like someone without even knowing them.
I mentally thanked Sandra for her valuable input in my upcoming love life.
Even after crushing on him for days, i still couldn't get my mind to memorize his name. I really am bad with names. I never felt bad for myself for having this trait in me, but now i did. You tell me a name and in next second. Whoosh!! All gone from my memory.
Apparently i thought that 'He' might be an exception, given the kind of attraction that i have towards him, but no. My brain denies to be partial towards anyone, irrespective of their charms or good looks.
In the end i am still in the stage, where you keep staring at your crush till they finally creep out and out of desperation for security, they ultimately decide to block you from their life. Virtually and physically.
Albeit my creepy behavior, he won't be able to block me out. Not because he can't but because,
1) he is yet to figure out that i have a tinny weeny crush on him
2) Because i am virtually unconnected with him. I still got no name to type on the search box.
You got it right. I still can't remember the name he goes by on Facebook. That is when i decided to write down his name in the back of my beloved notebook. So that this time nothing comes in between this unrequited love, not even my own damn memory.
Still keeping my eyes intact on him, i further ask Sandra,
"Sandra, what is his name, again?"
She gasped, as if it was way to hard for her to digest the fact that i could again forget his name. I expected nothing less from her. Imagine someone asking you someone's name and still coming back to you every time. It must be so damn irritating. If i were in her place i would have totally kicked myself out. Yet Sandra was tolerating me so well. She might be so in love with me to actually bear all this nonsensical things.
I give her my best puppy dog eyes. She resists them but not for long. She finally gives in, who wouldn't.
With a stern face she replies "its Romit Jain and this is the last time i am telling you this."
I take my eyes off his gorgeous face and give Sandra a cheeky smile. Appreciating her efforts.
Right after that I run off to my class and take out my notebook and write down his name, as elegantly as possible for my shivering hands.
I sigh in peace. At least today i will get to befriend him. And will be able to move on to the next level of crushing. With these thoughts, i smile and go on with rest of my classes. Throughout the the day, i saw him multiple times and every time i saw him, he took a part of me with him.
Just like that the day came to an end.
I reached home. The first thing i did was to reach for my phone and connect it to internet.
This time I had a name.
I searched him.
His profile pooped up.
Without second thoughts i send him a friend request.
He accepted it right away. Now this clearly suggested that he was well aware of my existence. Otherwise why would someone as sane as him would accept an unknown request. I was so enraptured by idea of being a part of his life that i completely let go of any logical reasoning. By the time i could know what i was doing, it was too late. In the heat of the moment i wrote the first thing that came to my mind. And those words were anything but comforting.
Ashley; Hello Bhaiya :)
One thing that I knew after this was that this was definitely not the way to approach your crush..
