So, how should I address her? I still don't know her name.
Which memories should I remind when we still haven't talked yet.
What I can do is just close my eyes and think of her beautiful face, smile a bit, but then notice her eyes, that depict something mysterious which still make me curious.
Its the second week of my vacation. Two weeks passed when I saw her the last time and sixth month after I saw her for the first time. Will she be happy? Will she be alright? These questions still affected me for some days.
The biggest and most irritating thing was when my eyes use to find her in every girl's face under dupattas.
My vacations were hectic. How can a person that you have never talked can remain in your mind for so long?
I finally got the result and I got A grade but that didn't surprised me alot.
I still think that she lives near my area but searching for her near my pavilion didn't bring any success.
My friend Shlok invited me in his birthday party. It was at 'Dugout' cafe which was behind Political garden. Cafes and their names are going too crazy these days.
I arrived at site late at six thirty of the evening. You really can't blame a person for coming late who use to travel in bus. But actually, all were late. Shlok invited three other people, including two females and a male who were close to him as though, all five of us have a college group. Even I always remain a outsider type of a guy of this group. I barely talk to someone. Shlok is the only one with whom I actually hangout.
Though all were late, cake that we ordered arrived before all of us. Tanmay ordered the cake, and Shlok, the birthday guy received it as he was the first to arrive.
We all started singing the birthday song. The awkward, terrific and the most beautiful moment arrived just after we completed the song. I saw that person for whom my eyes were very thirsty for. Your guess is absolutely right, I saw 'her' entering that cafe.
She wore red blouse and black jeans. I saw her in open hairs for the first time that were dark brown. She sat on the vacant chair which was just behind my back. It was my good luck that I saw her today but still it was my bad luck that she sat on the chair behind my back, so I can't reveal her farther.
We ordered the food; had some lame jokes and chit chat on the food. I didn't failed to make up birthday boy's face. Rani, one of the girl who was invited is Shlok's crush and was sitting with him on our table when they started clicking some selfies together, that was the time when all started shouting to click group photos. After that Shlok which was sitting exactly opposite to me clicked our group selfies and then the two of the girls of our group, Rani and Sapna started dragging us to click some portraits, fake candids poses photos at the main entrance of that cafe.
It was around eight of evening when we were almost done at the entrance paparazzi. I was continuously snooping on 'her' in the cafe. She was checking for phone frequently. We were almost done with all the stuffs when she came out of the cafe and went of straight on the way to political garden.
When I saw her first in the cafe, I thought she came there to meet someone, someone special. I was really disappointed and kept my eyes on her to see who is that guy, may be he would be the reason of her sadness. But atlast, if she moved out of cafe, I feel that I am wrong at judging about the guy things.
I hurried a bit as I thought I will catch her up at the bus stop, but I failed when I didn't see her on the bus stop. My heart was signaling me again that she must have gone to meet someone else.
I took the next bus to go back to my home, when at the journey, Shlok sent all the photos that we capture at the party.
Atlast, I ended up scrolling and looking at each photos. I stopped at one photo. It was the photo in which I saw 'her'. She was there looking at her phone behind my neck in the photo. Anyways, it was the best picture of all of us, so I made it the DP of our chat group.
Which memories should I remind when we still haven't talked yet.
What I can do is just close my eyes and think of her beautiful face, smile a bit, but then notice her eyes, that depict something mysterious which still make me curious.
Its the second week of my vacation. Two weeks passed when I saw her the last time and sixth month after I saw her for the first time. Will she be happy? Will she be alright? These questions still affected me for some days.
The biggest and most irritating thing was when my eyes use to find her in every girl's face under dupattas.
My vacations were hectic. How can a person that you have never talked can remain in your mind for so long?
I finally got the result and I got A grade but that didn't surprised me alot.
I still think that she lives near my area but searching for her near my pavilion didn't bring any success.
My friend Shlok invited me in his birthday party. It was at 'Dugout' cafe which was behind Political garden. Cafes and their names are going too crazy these days.
I arrived at site late at six thirty of the evening. You really can't blame a person for coming late who use to travel in bus. But actually, all were late. Shlok invited three other people, including two females and a male who were close to him as though, all five of us have a college group. Even I always remain a outsider type of a guy of this group. I barely talk to someone. Shlok is the only one with whom I actually hangout.
Though all were late, cake that we ordered arrived before all of us. Tanmay ordered the cake, and Shlok, the birthday guy received it as he was the first to arrive.
We all started singing the birthday song. The awkward, terrific and the most beautiful moment arrived just after we completed the song. I saw that person for whom my eyes were very thirsty for. Your guess is absolutely right, I saw 'her' entering that cafe.
She wore red blouse and black jeans. I saw her in open hairs for the first time that were dark brown. She sat on the vacant chair which was just behind my back. It was my good luck that I saw her today but still it was my bad luck that she sat on the chair behind my back, so I can't reveal her farther.
We ordered the food; had some lame jokes and chit chat on the food. I didn't failed to make up birthday boy's face. Rani, one of the girl who was invited is Shlok's crush and was sitting with him on our table when they started clicking some selfies together, that was the time when all started shouting to click group photos. After that Shlok which was sitting exactly opposite to me clicked our group selfies and then the two of the girls of our group, Rani and Sapna started dragging us to click some portraits, fake candids poses photos at the main entrance of that cafe.
It was around eight of evening when we were almost done at the entrance paparazzi. I was continuously snooping on 'her' in the cafe. She was checking for phone frequently. We were almost done with all the stuffs when she came out of the cafe and went of straight on the way to political garden.
When I saw her first in the cafe, I thought she came there to meet someone, someone special. I was really disappointed and kept my eyes on her to see who is that guy, may be he would be the reason of her sadness. But atlast, if she moved out of cafe, I feel that I am wrong at judging about the guy things.
I hurried a bit as I thought I will catch her up at the bus stop, but I failed when I didn't see her on the bus stop. My heart was signaling me again that she must have gone to meet someone else.
I took the next bus to go back to my home, when at the journey, Shlok sent all the photos that we capture at the party.
Atlast, I ended up scrolling and looking at each photos. I stopped at one photo. It was the photo in which I saw 'her'. She was there looking at her phone behind my neck in the photo. Anyways, it was the best picture of all of us, so I made it the DP of our chat group.
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