1. The First
Sight
Missed the damn bus again. I took the bus pass book again to see the
number of the bus I have to board. It’s frustrating to remember these now. I
miss my S.V so much now, all these years I took the same bus to S.V & came
back, in span of 15 mins. And now, it takes almost two hours to reach this new
school and I have to remember the numbers of all those buses I have to change,
and the routes and pick and drop points. The journey exhausts me so much that I
felt asleep on the bus yesterday and missed my drop point. And all this for
what? A new School, higher studies, Science classes. Wish S.V had all that, and
then I would have been with my old friends & teachers and wouldn’t be
struggling here. I was going through my mental babble when I first saw him, the
tall, fair -lean one in the group of boys from this new school. These were the
same group who takes bus from the same platform. It’s almost a month now, I
have seen my fellow school mates on this platform but this boy struck me. He
was and busy chatting with his friends, but what struck me were his eyes and
its object of fascination- me. It looked like…like he was staring me. No, not
possible- it must be my imagination. Ah the bus came, not the one on my pass
book again....As I was cursing the numbers I had selected, the group boarded
the bus and went away along with the Mr. Mysterious Stranger ogling boy…
Continued as After Two Days...
- Bhavna
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