Story of Two Strangers

Story continued from Part 1 The First Sight, Part 2 After Two days... and Part 3 Next Week...

And the Game continues..

Trin….. The bell rang marking the end of the class, commencing the 5 min short break before the next class. And I geared myself for facing him. I know Swayam will pass from his class to the water room, I know while crossing my class he will glance at my side from the lobby and pass a smile in my direction, I also admit that I will smile back. The routine has started from the day we had our first talk. My brain is shouting at its peak to stop this game. But there is something in him who draws me towards him and my heart is relenting to this weird fascination.

I hurried at the end of school to catch the bus, and alas I saw him ALONE, waiting at the platform. And my mind performed a silent joy of the victory. On one side I wanted to run and talk to him, to know more about him, and on another I just wanted to scream and run in opposite direction. What if he knows that I turn pink whenever I see him, what if he listens that my heart beat has gone faster and it feels it will come out anytime. What if he knows that I have replayed our first and only conversation innumerable times in mind? I won be able to suffer the embarrassment of letting him know my feelings.  I hurried to take the bus, and saw him take the seat ALONE again, I controlled myself, walked past him and took an empty seat beside window.

I was distracting myself with the landscape, trying to regularize my heartbeats, when he joined me. His uniquely familiar scent hit me first. Is that the cologne boys use, or is it just another thing special about him?

“Why didn’t you sit with me?” he asked. So straight. I tried to find my voice and replied, “aise hi”. Hope he doesn’t sees how hard is for me to give rational reply when he is nearby.

He smiled his million watt smile, and started his interrogation again. Till we reached our destination, I was sure he knows more about me in the two meetings than anybody rest in this school since past month. I also have got so much information about this weird boy, that anybody can mistake us for long lost friends. Nishika is falling for a big trouble now.

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- Bhavna

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Story of Two Strangers

Story continued from Part 1 The First Sight and Part 2 After Two days...

Next Week…

I won’t stare back….I won’t stare back….

I kept on chanting the mantra again… Don’t ask me how it helped…. Don’t even ask me how many times I slipped. Why I ever left S.V??  Life was so uncomplicated then…no long journey, no Physics and no strange oglers and no failed attempt to stop myself from ogling the oglers.

I won’t stare back….I won’t stare back…. I geared up myself again, & reached the bus platform, & he was there..and he stares again… I won’t stare back….I won’t stare back….

The bus comes…. It’s not the one from my pass book, but its definitely the one on his!!! (I have also done a little noticing this time…)

I won’t stare back….I won’t stare back….

The bus goes… Ah… relieved now, I relaxed my fists…now I can look around..And he is still here…Why? Where are his rest of groupies…Jane do.. I don’t care.

I won’t stare back….I won’t look back….

Another bus comes….the one on his list again, I stare back…He brushes his hair with his hands and smiles back..The bus stops, he sees me and doesn't board the bus??? I stare back again, he smiles as if he is waiting for me to take the bus first… Holy Shit….I need a greater motivation to stay away from him now….

Don’t remember how much time has stuck, I have lost the count of the buses he didn’t board. I am tired.. Very tired of this annoying day.. This silly games of ours.. I wish my BFF Sweetu was here who could guide me on how to handle him.

At last I got the one… And this time I behaved and didn’t looked back to see whether he is in same bus or still stranded on the platform!!!!

I reached my stop, slight smug, on the little victory of mine over him. I was carelessly crossing the road to reach the next platform, unknown to the fact that the next words are going to change my life forever…

“Sab aarhe tahere numbers likhe hain kya?”

I jumped hearing these words, and turned around to see him smugly asking me what kind of bus numbers I have on my pass book.. “Immmh..han kuch aise hi, jo numbers likhe hain, Shayad wo bus ab aati nahin” I replied sounding slight confused.  “But what about you, why u didn’t boarded any of your bus” I asked him atlast, looking anywhere but him.

He looked into my eyes and replied, “Because I wanted to talk to you”.

He is bolder than I thought…it would be difficult to avoid him… Ah Hell…

“Wanted to talk with me? Oh..Why?” I asked him. “Just aise hi…hey, what’s your name?”He counter asked.

“Nishika… Nishika Sachdev, and you?” “Swayam… Swayam lulla”…Oh we hailed from the same place…

“U live at MG road?”

“Yes, and you?”

“OP road”

And this is how it started... Our first Conversation…My first talk with strange ogler…And still I don’t know, why I answered him that day…Why I didn’t confront him that day…Why I replied his queries shyly and encouraged him that day…I felt that I met someone familiar in the crowd of strangers, Not knowing Destiny was making a very big move for me.

Continued as And the Game Continues...

- Bhavna