Project details!
Finally the daylight showed mercy and let the sun rise up from the horizon. I never felt so eager to go to college. As soon as I got there, my eyes were searching for Adi. I grabbed the “project details” from him. I had no idea what it contained.
In the morning, I was just waiting to get to the college and now, I couldn’t wait for college to get over. I hated having four lectures that day. Four long lectures. Why do they have to make attendance compulsory? Those were the longest lectures I have ever attended. I was just waiting for the bell to ring and as soon as it announced end of the class, I was out of there, on the way to home.
Spying in my own house, to confirm that everyone is busy in their own work, I slowly and carefully I opened the package. I am sure, if you were there, it must have appeared to you as if I was diffusing a bomb. I never believed movies could be so close to reality. Wasn’t I behaving stupid?
The bomb was diffused; I opened the package! And I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I must have been stunned at that place for more than half an hour I guess. All those sketches! I was just staring at those sketches. I could see nothing else. Is that really me? Was I so lucky to find someone who loves me so much? He did all this for me? How did I feel looking at myself through his eyes? Blessed!!! I thought, maybe this is what they call love.
And then, if the sketches were not enough, the small book of poems. I must have read that hundreds of times. Again, I went through his mail. I was feeling so weird, so good. Honestly, I just can’t explain that feeling.
Another anxious, sleepless night.
I spent the next day trying to write my answer. I accepted all my feelings and without thinking of anything else, I just thought about what my heart felt, and penned that down. Telling him everything, all the truth that I hid for so long, it was such a huge relief for me, except many butterflies in my stomach. I swear you won’t understand this phrase unless you experience it, butterflies in stomach.
Another sleepless, lonely night. Lonely, yet crowded with hundreds of memories.
Next day, before leaving for college I pressed the send button and millions of electrons travelled hundreds of miles to Mihir, carrying the message of my heart. I don’t remember anything what I did that day in college. I wasn’t in best of my senses, neither was I living in the real world. I was just floating in my dream world.
But, how stupid is he? No message yet? At least he could have messaged me. Has he read the mail yet or not? At least something from him. Was the mail sent successfully? Should I call him? Uhhmmm…
The bell rung again and I rushed back to home, jumped on the computer and checked my mailbox. No new mails… It’s been hours. Really? I feel like years have passed already. Has he read or he hasn’t? Should I message him, or just wait till he reads th……..
Tring tring… Tring tring…
My cell phone screamed again. Is it Mihir? It has to be. What am I going to say? What is he going to say? What should I do? What should I say? I ran towards my cell phone,
‘Akriti calling’, the screen said. Hmmm! So, it’s not over. This long wait is still not over. What is he doing? Why hasn’t he replied yet? I was getting just so angry.
“Hello…”, I picked up the call and said.
“Hey! Tanvi! Guess what… Mihir is here. He wants to meet you…………”
TO BE CONTINUED . . .
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