A change

There was going to be a noticeable change in my daily routine in the upcoming few days..I stopped staring at girls..!!

No..my sexual orientation didn't change..I stared at only one girl instead..who sometimes caught me when i stared at her..and the usual reaction..i had to look away.

a day or two..i realized she took the same bus and got off at the same stand and what more..she was of my college..ahh!! what a relief that was.

She always had the headphones on..i always wondered if it is appropriate to say "Hi" to a stranger who is listening radio on her headphones.There were days when headphones were inside her purse..(she never carried a carry bag on her back..as big purses were/are latest in fashion).But still I never was able to take advantage of her resting headphones, may be due to my shyness. For few days I got back home and told myself..that no matter what,say HI to her..i was my own Love Guru.

And the day came..i talked to her..wait on..i never said HI..it was a crowded bus..and bus was about to reach our stand..and we were not able to make our way to the "OUT" door of the bus..she was with her friends..(never stared at them)..bus took a 90 degree turn and I was over her.It was first time ever I saw a girl from that close..ohh god!! she was beautiful..!!Well that was a public bus..and realized the essence of the moment and immediately got back on my weight & apologized..as 3 "sorrys" came out of my mouth instantly.

Somehow managed to get off that bus..and saw her crossing the road with her friends..she walked briskly.I chose to walk behind her..and the distance between us(in mts) went on increasing..

The Final Year..

Daily Routine

I was in my final year..never had the feeling that I am a super senior..everything was same..nothing had changed in past 2 years..my dressing style..a shirt with sleeves folded..a jeans..a hairstyle that has remained unchanged since class I..and my lean body(I was almost ragged by my juniors twice coz of it)..and of course the most important element of all.."The Bus Stop"..that too remained the same.

Every morning was same...got late as usual..standing at stop..staring at girls..watching the nearby cycle puncture waala opening his roadside shop..bus conductors getting into a heated argument with people not interested in buying a 3 rupee ticket..sometimes that included me as well..after all surajmal ka staff hai..!!

I reached the college..Yes that was my journey..reached college in 2 paragraphs.