When I entered in my college life, like every other guy I also
had two dreams. Get some good friends
and impress some beautiful girls. This story is about my 1st
interaction with a very beautiful girl of my college.
A class of 30 students, each trying to make his first
impression the best one. Girls with prefect make-up seemed like they just came
out of the shehnaz beauty parlour. Guys dressed like gentlemen, naah they did
come the way they dressed everyday (why are we boys like this? :P ). Guys
finding places to sit near beautiful girls and girls secretly looking at the
well built guy from the corner of their eyes. They however managed to take a
seat behind him to get a better look at him (girls are much more clever).
I was a little shy or maybe I didn’t get a seat vacant
except at the 1st bench so I moved to the very last bench. The
teacher was such a lady and what a pleasant voice she had. But who pays
attention to her on the very first day. The mind was all around surrounded for
searching the playground, sports room, gym and the swimming pool (especially
the girl’s one).
I soon made a friend and was playing Angry Birds on his
costly smartphone, he had been showing off from some time when a voice made me
raise my head. With bowed head she walked to a seat on the empty 1st
row. A pretty girl had entered and I waited for the violins and guitars to be
played. Instead my heart did beat like a drum. She was sitting there clam and
idle. Her eyes unlike others were not busy judging her colleagues. She didn’t
care if someone noticed her or not. She was very beautiful but lame to utilize
this talent to impress others.
“Now pay attention here everybody.” The teacher shouted and took
my attention. The loudness and the firm look in her eyes stopped me from all
distractions. “We will break in group of five, 3 guys and 2 girls. Then each
group will sit in a circle and being the 1st class you have to know
as much you can about the person sitting to the left of you.”
Ohh, did I waste time, not at all. I clearly remember of
pushing few guys, arranging the chairs swiftly just to get a seat to the right
of her. The heart and breath, both were pacing hard but the 1st step
to victory had been taken. I gave a gentle smile to everyone in the group and
turned towards her. I was a little conscious and out of breath.
“Hi, I am Raj. Tell me something about yourself.” I was
dying to hear the most pleasant voice. Every second was ticking in my mind.
She calmly replied. “Basically I hate boys.”
PS: That was her only reply. We became good friends later
and forever.
