THE DAY I ACTUALLY MET HER

        "Here I am, narrating an incident quite old and pure,

          those moments in my mind, still as clear as a midsummer azure.

          No, I'm not lonely, your memories won't let me feel alone,

           those times I'll always cherish, even if you're gone."

                       



                                      
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                       THE DAY I ACTUALLY MET HER !!!

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By now all I knew was she’s a nice,cute girl like many other charming girls out there at school. I was in section A and she was in section B. the only time I got to see her then was at lunch break, with a bunch of her friends. those girls were cute too, but not as much as her. :)

         

                                                  

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I was not even an average guy. I used to be in the list of “Slow learners”,  as a result of which I didn't interact with much people. It was just another day, we were in the 5^th period just before lunch (at K.V we used to have 9 periods). I was eagerly waiting for lunch break, I had developed this habit of watching her daily at lunch time but before that I had a boring English Lecture on my way.

Arrives madam Munjal (English Teacher)

"Children, today I am merging the two sections A and B because some of  the section B children are going to give speeches based on some topics which will be useful for you from exam's point of view. So let's move to section B", she said

the very next thought on my mind : "So I am going to see her". I had  never been excited for an English class before, that was when I realized How Powerful a charming girl can be.

In next two minutes or so we were in Section B. as I entered the class my eyes were searching for that girl among-st those familiar faces but she wasn't there.

Is she absent  today?, I asked Myself, Oh god why! (Disappointed)
:(, why only today was she meant to be absent. I want to see her, I prayed.

Children, sit in a bunch of four on every bench and settle as soon as you can. Lets  not waste any more time,   madam said.

Soon we settled, I managed to find a seat in front row. 

“ May I come in Ma’am? “, I heard a sweet voice, yes It was her standing on the gate and my disappointment changed into Happiness, I smiled :). just in a moment, it felt like I got my life back, I thanked God.

"Come In Drishti", said madam Munjal. that was when I heard her name for the first time, before that all I knew was she’s a cute girl from section B, that statement reverberated in my mind, 

“ Come In Drishti ” .

For me that was the most beautiful name I had ever heard.

So lets begin the session, "Who’s going to speak First?", ma’am asked 
"Me". said mayank, and he stood  facing the class to speak. though he was standing right in front of me, I wasn't even listening to him (I don’t even remember what topic he was speaking on ), all I could hear was 

”Come In Drishti”. that name got stuck in my head.

After a few minutes,

"Who is the second reader?", she asked.

"Me", I heard a Sweet Voice, yes it was her :) , I had never heard her voice much before So I was happy as well as excited.

She went ahead and started her speech facing us, for the first time I felt it was beneficial to sit in the front rows of the class.

She started,

Dear friends today I am going to speak on the topic “ Each One teach One” .

That voice was magical.  I had never heard a Voice as sweet as hers, Time seemed to pause. What I felt then was something I never felt before. I was continuously watching her, My heart skipped a beat, I could hear my heartbeat, it was real fast. I could feel an effortless and uncontrollable smile on my face, I didn't even want to blink my eyes, I never wanted her speech to end. her lip movements, her golden brown hair, her gestures, that shy smile and her frequent but short eye contacts with me, made me feel like heaven. I was completely lost in her. that was the time when I realized  What a “Beautiful “ girl meant.  (that feeling was just divine, very difficult to frame in words).

her next eye contact with me was a bit longer, she too didn't move her eyes away from me for a few seconds, then she gave me a weird expression (irritated and angry) which woke me up from that dream.

She probably must be thinking, Is this Guy mad or something, hasn't he seen a girl  before?.

She completed her speech and went to her seat. those five minutes seemed like only a few seconds. that image of her was eternal.
I realized I have developed a special feeling for her, a part of my heart was reserved for her.

I immediately wanted to compliment her, wanted to tell her how special she is. but I had never talked to her before. she was a “Bright learner”, I was a “slow learner” (as the list suggested),  everyone liked her, I didn't even have much friends. She had good grades, I was struggling to get promoted. She was good in CCA's ( co curricular activities), I never participated in any. for me she was just Perfect. she was an angel in human form, I felt.

 Because of these differences, I felt inferior to her I felt she would never like me this way, what if she didn't  feel the same? I wasn't ready to face this yet and kept those feelings to myself.

I got motivated to improve myself to match her level, that was something no one could do in a few previous years of school what she did in 5 minutes. I realized, Even more powerful a Beautiful girl can be. :)

I was in love, yes I accepted it. I wanted the time to rewind, I wanted to live those moments again, that feeling, I wanted it to stay forever. before that day I always believed Love is Just a feeling for sentimental fools, but now I knew what that indefinite feeling is. nothing before that made me feel more delighted then those five minutes.

I saw a girl for the first time in my dream that night. It was a charismatic feeling, as if she was real.  every definition of her was visible clearly. her magical smile, her lips, her eyes, her golden brown hair, everything seemed real. I could even see that beauty spot she had  on her left cheek in my dream which added a charm to her beautiful Smile.Though she didn't say a word in that dream, but it confirmed I was a victim of  “ Karra wala (very strong) love”. 

                             

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