THAT MYSTERY GIRL

                                                     

I remember the date quite well 17th July 2011. It was drizzling; i got out of my room n went towards the balcony. As i stretched my hands out of the window to feel the raindrops which were shining in the sun like a pearl upon the ocean, i closed my eyes. The cool breeze which was hitting my face was enough to get rid of the stress and tension i had in mind. The drizzles, raindrops and the gentle breeze made the weather so romantic that i just wanted to experience the unspoken romanticism in the air with my closed eyes. 

But as people say “The best things in life are the unseen, that’s why we close our eyes when we kiss, cry and dream.” But maybe those people never experienced this feeling of raindrops falling on the face, cool breeze kissing on the cheeks and touching the whole body with the closed eyes. 
So how could I miss one more beautiful thing, which came across my way that day? But the biggest reality of life is, all these beautiful moments of life can never last very long...

So, after few minutes of my romance with nature; whose sweats were falling down from the clouds, dancing in the sky with the music of the wind the reality strikes..............  

 ”BABUUUUUU... WHERE ARE YOU?? DAD IS READY DEAR COME QUICK ..."  yes , you guessed it right , like most of the Bengali mom , my  mom too called me " babu " at home though i hated the name but i stopped fighting with her for not to call me by that name as soon as i realized i ain't gonna win the fight.

"Yes mom, coming  ..." i retorted.

Yeah, dad was finally ready after a huge fight with mom over an untidy shirt that he chose to wear in the first place and as usual mom had to make sure dad wear something neat and clean n hence the fight commenced.

 Though am not a fan of being neat n clean all the time but I really don't understand the love affair between all those untidy shirts, pants and my good ol' dad n why he always finds the dirtiest clothes to wear whenever he set out for office or any kinda place where a bit of spick- n -span is required.

After 5 minutes of prayer by mom (every time someone from our family goes outside mom does this prayer n like all the boys i too hated doing it ) , dad n i headed off  to the chandannagar college for my admission.

As soon as we got out of the home, i realized it was raining heavily outside n the wind was howling. In about 15 min the sky turned dark n the rain was pouring louder than ever. It was really difficult for me to open my eyes to get the glimpse of the darkness of a rainy morning.

 As I was about to immersed in the scenic beauty of rain  a cold  realization came my way, today is the 17th July, the big admission  day , i had been waiting for , am about to get into a college leaving the tag of  " SCHOOL BOY " far behind.

The feeling of being a would-be college student made me feel relieved. Thank god, no one will call me a kido anymore...

Bu...But, What if ,i don't even make it in the counseling process, Shit, Shit, realizing the chances of me , not getting admitted  in the college,  a stream of cold perspiration ran down my spine.....

I felt vulnerable as well as apprehensive about my near future.

“Hey see the road is almost empty “Dad exclaimed, interrupting my pessimistic thoughts.

“Yeah indeed " I replied, as i set my eyes on the empty strand road.

There was not much traffic as it remains on usual days due to this destructive yet beautiful shape of nature. So we reached our destination within 20 minutes time and rushed to the main building where the counseling procedure is scheduled to take place, without even caring about those heavy drops of rain. 
That’s the human tendency, a person is only afraid of getting wet until he gets few drops of water on his body, just like a person is afraid of becoming a loser until he has anything to lose. 

Within few minutes and with few more drops of water on my body I reached my final destination Room No. 7, main building.

" Ohh holly crap, they are cute :P " I exclaimed  in my mind,  as I saw a group of 3 cute girls with worried  faces standing near the door .

Though i wanted to talk to them on the first sight but  being accompanied by my Old man , i realized , speaking with unknown girls ( specially the cute ones ) on the day of admission in front of my good-ol' dad, won’t be such a good idea, rather , it would be an open invitation for a 30 minutes long lecture on WHY and HOW should i stay away from girls ( does that include these cute girls too dad ? :P ) as most of the boys get distracted by girls n fall in love with mobiles n late night calls during their college life n eventually scored a very poor marks n loses the girl as well as a secure future.

 Entering the building, I was a bit astounded seeing so many cute girls (some of them were way outta my league u know tall n sexy types) around me. 

As i came closer the room, all eyes were now riveted on a guy, not because he was he was insanely handsome but because he was exactly the opposite. 

His hair was ruffled n fell over his eyebrows. It had been two days that he had shaved, the stubble were clearly visible.A little bit on the shorter side, shabbily dressed n smiling too, catastrophic.

I can go on n on about that guy but let’s keep it short....

It was ABHI, It was me..... :P

So ignoring those gazes, as we were about to enter the room, a gruesome voice reverberated past our ears... 

“You can't go inside sir. Only the students are allowed to enter the room, don’t you know the norm? “The voice echoed from behind, gripping us in dismay...

As i looked back, saw a fat, bald, middle aged, 6 fit frames is staring at us from few yards distance. 

“Sorry ... can't i go inside the counseling room with my son?” Dad solicited.

" No sir, rules are rules. If all the parents like you, want to be in the room then it may create a chaos during the procedure. So I would therefore request you to wait outside the room “that leviathan explained.

Considering the situation, Dad had his steps back and asked me to go inside the room all along. 
Within a minute , I pushed open the door with a trembling hands as I was agitated as hell n I stepped inside.

" holly crap !!! There are too many students man , Shit am n't gonna make it...

 Ohhh wait , heee.., hey, was not  I the 13th boy in the merit list , n.. and there is a 15 seat for mathematics honours , means come what may ,I being the 13th boy , have already made it ,

yyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaapiiiiiiiiii " I shouted with ecstasy .

" Are you freaking out of your mind? Why the hell are you shouting? Damn, you frightened me to death “A mellifluous feminine voice echoed from my left side...

“No, Nerdy gg... Gaa..... Ggirll “I stammered as i looked towards her...

“Hey you, Did, Did you just call me NERD?” She bellowed, wiping off the hair from her face so that she could see me, rather i could get a glimpse of that picturesque phiz.

She had turned out in a simple blue Churider with no sign of make-up. The long untied hair that fell upon her eyes again n again with a gust of wind. Her hand  moving across her face , moving  her hair behind as she tied her hair, Set those big round eyelashes on me ....
I passed out for sure as i could not sense anything that she was saying, I was not seeing right, I was not hearing right. 

“May be it’s a dream n i will just wake up in a while “I mumbled.

" What did u say, i can't make out, say louder “she proclaimed.

"Ahh, yes “are not those lips just moved, are they for real?   

" What???? "

" Sorry  ..." I like your eyelashes, can i touch it? 

"Can you speak?"

" Hmmmm.....  Yeah. “I whispered catching a glance at her eyes. 

I love those bluish big around eyes..... So beautiful, do they ever closed? There was something special in those eyes which did n't lemme take my eyes off them. I wanted to perceive those unspoken words that those big eyes were telling me... 

OK RELAX THIS IS JUST A DREAM. IT WILL BE OVER IN A WHILE...

“Hello, are you all right?” She implored.

" yeah... I... ammmm...  Ok” I responded in what seemed like my zillionth attempted at speaking after those million attempts ended in soundless flapping of my tongue.

Was i fine? I am sure she was jeering , of course  she  was aware of the ailment she imposes on half the boys she meets  either slip into a coma or end up thinking that the meeting never happened , deeming it was just a figment of their hallucination.

" Sorry was i too loud? but, don’t you speak more than yeah, no, hmmmm?  ”She avowed...

“No... Just..."  I whispered looking downwards tried hard to not to make any kinda eye contact n stay alive as she was mocking me to death..

" There you go again, why the hell you are looking down“

She exclaimed with a mocked anger.

Shit, Shit ... can't she sees... Am I not trying hard to speak but am, just n't been able to utter the words in my mind? I...But I... I can speak, you evil, had i been recovered from the transitory paralysis you had just subjected me to, I would have verbalized my thoughts towards you.........

“Nah, Don't worry friend, actually am tensed a bit for my admission n all the stress, you know Na?”  I rejoined as i started gathering my thoughts n started regaining my good ol'  nobody - is - a - stud- except - me phenomenon...

“Oh ho hooo, So Mr. taciturn can speak? LOLS “she cackled with a smile staring right into my eyes... 

Not again please. That magical smile cast an illusion upon me in such a way that I again fall for it, Am a dreaming???  This is really not happening with me. She derived a gloating contentment out of pushing people off the edge to an everlasting abyss of inferiority complex. 

“ROLL NO. F3490 PLEASE COME FORWARD... I REPEAT F3490 PLEASE COME QUICK”A grisly voice announced...

Suddenly , she became apprehensive about it n turned towards me with an anxious look all over her face n divulged, " It’s my roll , my counseling is about to start , i got to go "

" ahew Now ?? But... Hey listen ... “I pleaded ...

" I have to go dear. See you after admission, by CUTIE " She asserted with a quick handshake n disappeared in a fraction of a second, leaving me in the darkness of cynicism....

 I was still in the dreamy illusive world; the touch of her soft skin had transported me into. I had never thought a mere handshake could ever be so overwhelming... 

I had taken well over 10 minutes to realize that I  had an imprudent  take - me - home - i- am -your- puppy smile on my face.. 

I wiped it off as i continued watching her go away, thinking why my hands did not have enough strength in them to hold her back for ages...

I wish to see her again, 

I wish to see her tomorrow.

I wish she comes back again n hold my hand... 

I wish to relive the moments we shared together. 

It sucks when you know you need to let it go, 

but........... 

You can’t, because you are still waiting for the impossible to happen...

 Few lines by Richard Marx came across my mind as I was standing there, waiting........

“Oceans apart day after day 

 And I slowly go insane 

 I hear your voice on the line 

 But it doesn't stop the pain

If I see you next to never 

How can we say forever
Wherever you go 

Whatever you do 

I will be right here waiting for you 

Whatever it takes 

Or how my heart breaks 

I will be right here waiting for you...........!!!!”