It continued: I saw him everyday, noticed his every action, his smile, the way he talked, the way he laughed. It was a different feeling. It was like, wind started to blow faster and the air smelled of rose whenever I saw him. But, no one knew this, about this this strange feeling I had for him. It was my personal feeling, which I was afraid of sharing with anyone. Though I was totally going crazy for him every passing day, he rarely used to notice me. As I mentioned earlier, I was not all the beautiful type. Not that we never talked. He was the prefect, and I was the most talkative girl in the class, so, obviously we talked. Whenever our teacher asked him to mind the class and write the names of those who talk in the board he used to stand facing the class with a serious face(I loved that expression too!). It was always my name which happened to be the first name on the board, though he gave warnings,twice before writing the names, still I never stopped talking. :) :) Truth was that it was the only interaction I used to have with him, so I never stopped. Hee..hee.... this craziness got me scolded and punished several times!!! My bestfriend Sonal got punished along with me. Ouch! She will kill me if she comes to know about the reason behind me being a chatterbox!!! Now when I sometimes think about those days, I feel so stupid. How could I be so Filmy?......
Posted on: Wed, 31 Jul 2013 09:26:04 +0000
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