“We are surely late....all because of you!” Abhishek walked briskly while uttering those
words countless times. He’s surely tensed-all because of me.Wow!
“You hear that? Assembly just started; we might have a chance” I said being quite unconvincing to even myself. The gate closes at 8 and it’s already 2 minutes past it.
Me:“Were did our guys go? We were in the same car,weren't we?”
Abhishek: “Yeah they were, and if you were not daydreaming about her, we could have got in by now. Look the gate is closed”.
Stuff got serious!!
“Please bhaiya aaj jane do kaal se nahi hoga. Driver ne late kar diya...bhaiya please”
After pleading the ‘lord’ for 2 more minutes he finally let us in saying the usual ‘don’t do it again’.Ha! So merciful the security guard is; accepting our plea. If Anu had been that generous! Couldn’t you be?
We joined the rest of the crowd
in the assembly, just before the pledge began. The assembly is regularly
organised before the school building every morning. It is conducted on the huge
stage standing at the foot of the main entrance to the building. Among the
group of students on the stage a girl came in front to deliver the pledge. The
idea is to follow every word of what the presenter says.
“India is my country and all Indians are my brothers and sisters....”
Yes! Brothers-most welcome, but sisters-nope,never. Not acceptable at all. I mean there’s Anu and am not going to the brotherhood zone. Fact that in previous year she made 6 casualties (friendzone/brotherhood), it is quite imperative that i might end up as them. But then no pressure!!
Wow! I am good at multitasking. I was thinking about all of these but failed to realise that the pledge ended long ago and that i was still holding my hand in the pledge mode.
“Aha Atanu, looks good on you” Urvashi seemed very pleased by my pose. She is the topper of our class and this girl i believe is responsible for spreading the “rumour”.
I had nothing against her and
vice-versa nor i was stealing her topper limelight from her(though i stood
fourth in class-moment of pride).Anyways i tried to ask her as to why she had
to broadcast like in a morning fm radio or news broadcast.
“No murmuring, no talking during the assembly...another word and i will mark you absent for today”, Miss Manosi , our class teacher,is a very strict teacher especially when it comes to discipline. I accept that it was my fault but then Urvasi talked too na mam? But no, all the blame is on Atanu. Perks of being a topper; and yeah girls do have some kind of virtual powers\weapons through which they get things done. I remember how in the unit tests, girls used to get more marks than us. It’s not that they don’t deserve it but their way of persuading the teacher to increase their marks works every time.
“Sir thoda marks badha dijiye....sir please....step marks de dijiye....please please....” If the same case was applied by us then the teacher would simply find a way to reduce our marks.
“You see bro, we weren’t so late” Abhishek was getting irritated so i cut it short. All hell breaks loose when you best friend loses cool.
“Kya re, bhabi kaisi hai? Hamari taraf se good morning...
Piyush and Neeraj are buddies rather bffs always hanging out together. They have that unique way of greeting people especially to that close as friends. So i got greeted in a uniquely embarrassing way and the fact that she was a few meters away made my embarrassment to reach at epic proportions. I felt like i should stick my head into the ground like an ostrich. But then you have to face the devil you created. I looked at her by the side of my eye and it seemed she had no reaction. Thank god she didn’t hear it!( or maybe she did-who knows?).
Kya yaar,subah subah le rahe ho...(pause) and what bhabi huh? And great idea guys.....she’s not even talking to me.
“Such a cry baby” Riddhi chipped in. She sat on the 3rd bench just behind her seat in the classroom. Classroom is divided in 4 coloumn of seats. 2 for boys and 2 for girls. I along with abhishek sat in 2nd coloumn 4th bench. While anu sat on the 3rd coloumn. I hence got the chance to admire her daily though the distance if reduced would have been great.
Some think that i got maybe too attached to her. But hey why not? Her arrival to school has worked wonders for me. It is because of her that i got more interest in studies. She taught me important topics in her free hours in class, while in journey to home or to school. She stood 2nd in class...yes she’s good. Most importantly she brought me delicious food. I love food and i love her too.
So after i was mauled and bamboozled by questions from my friends, it was finally time to settle down; go to class, take out our notebooks and study for the next 6 hours(in between there’s lunch).
Let me just skip the study part cause what we do all day. The 2nd last period of the day was free as the teacher was absent for the day. I took this opportunity to talk to Riddhi.
“So did she tell anything? Seems like she’s quiet throughout the day”
Riddhi: o romeo agar itna tension hai to use hi puch le jakar!
We had a deal that if she gave the information i have to arrange two ‘5 star’ chocolates for her. Ok here goes the investment.
Investment is subject to market risks!!
I should have
remembered that. What at first happened to be a one to one girl talk soon
became the epicenter for the whole girl section of the class. Damn!! Gauging
the scene i fled the place and went to play football with my friends.
Goal!! Arun was in form today. He represents the school’s football team as a striker. The way he slid past the defenders is quite mesmerizing. May be one day he’ll play for one of the big clubs. My task was cut short as i was in the same team as Arun. 1st time in the whole day i felt relaxed, calm. But i wanted to know what was happening in the class.
We went back after a brief period of football,just 5 min before the final bell of school. I scanned the room and saw three girls surrounding her. Better not to disturb the hornet’s nest.
I took my bags
and started to leave when she dropped the bombshell.
“Tell the driver not to wait for me, i will return on my own, and
Atanu..... I never expected this from you!!
What? Is that a no? It definitely seems like that....i saw her face and looked into her eyes for sometime.... It was for sure not a face of disapproval, i know her, i love her. But then what does it mean?
I told this to Abhishek before boarding the car.
“Better not be optimistic, na kiya to kya hua, koi dusri mil jayegi” Abhishek tried to cool things down.
“But she didn’t say no yaar...maybe it’s something else....i know her man...” i tried to reason with him though a part of my head says that maybe he is right. Maybe she’s not that into me.....
......or is
it.
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