It was yet another tiring and boring day. The college buses were running late on that particular afternoon because of some stupid celebration going on in the auditorium. Being a sluggish goose, I chose to while away the three hours instead of taking the train. There was only one thought in my mind. Lola. "Was she thinking about me too? Would she come by my bus today? Will she sit next to me? Will she be in her 'high and fun' mood today?", I asked Ashwin. Flinching, he said "You're worse than girls! Get a life bro". Ashwin was a big jerk who was capable of insulting my feelings without offending me. In other words, he was my bestie.
We spent the next 3 hours lying on the lawn and ogling at chicks. It was 5.30. My heart started pounding. I desperately wanted to talk to her. About what, I didn't know. But for some reason it felt so important. There had been a lot of fights and misunderstanding in the past few weeks already and just five days back, I did something wrong, probably the biggest mistake of my life. "You tell her everything, you have to tell this to her too" my heart said. "Dude! Are you insane? If you do, she's never going to talk to you again" my head argued.
I decided to give our addiction a chance to soothe the raging war inside me. We crossed the lane and went to a stall outside the girl's hostel. "Two coffees cost 60 bucks? They're stealing from us man!". Ashwin was swearing at Coffee Day Express but my ears were too engrossed in the heated conversation between my heart and head. A minute later, everything changed. I could feel the cool evening breeze blowing against my face, the aroma of coffee beans clogging my nose and the hot coffee draining down my throat. Whoa! Would life be worth living if it wasn't for caffeine, I wonder. I took a deep breath and then had my second sip. It was heavenly. Walking to my bus, I finished the cup.
Damn! There she was. The most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I slowly got into the bus. There were a lot of people I guess but I couldn't see any of them expect for one and I was staring at that one. It's been more than a week since we spoke. I missed her. To me, at that moment, the whole world had come to a stand still. Wearing a deep purple top with white sleeves, she was staring back with her black watery eyes. "Why the hell was she looking so pretty today?", I asked myself. She smiled at me. Uffff! That was it. I couldn't look at her anymore. Smile was indeed the most beautiful curve on a woman's body. I wanted to say 'hi' but my tongue refused to move. I strolled to the back of the bus and took my seat.
I was cursing myself. I should have spoken to her. After a while, the bus started moving. I was in a dilemma on whether or not I should go and sit next to her. "She didn't talk to you either. She has changed. If she had wanted you to sit with her, she would have asked", a wise voice inside told me. My fingers weren't listening though as it was too busy typing a text for her. 'Oye! Sit next to me. *puppy face*', the SMS said. Fighting the ego inside me, I pressed on send and waited. There was no reply from her side... I stretched my neck trying hard to get a glimpse of her from behind. She didn't move a muscle. I checked my phone again to see whether the message was sent. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, reality hit me. I realized that she wasn't going to come. How can a person who was so crazy about you all these years, change this much in a span of 100 days? Why is she so mad at me? What did I do to deserve this? Life's such a bitch. It really is.
We spent the next 3 hours lying on the lawn and ogling at chicks. It was 5.30. My heart started pounding. I desperately wanted to talk to her. About what, I didn't know. But for some reason it felt so important. There had been a lot of fights and misunderstanding in the past few weeks already and just five days back, I did something wrong, probably the biggest mistake of my life. "You tell her everything, you have to tell this to her too" my heart said. "Dude! Are you insane? If you do, she's never going to talk to you again" my head argued.
I decided to give our addiction a chance to soothe the raging war inside me. We crossed the lane and went to a stall outside the girl's hostel. "Two coffees cost 60 bucks? They're stealing from us man!". Ashwin was swearing at Coffee Day Express but my ears were too engrossed in the heated conversation between my heart and head. A minute later, everything changed. I could feel the cool evening breeze blowing against my face, the aroma of coffee beans clogging my nose and the hot coffee draining down my throat. Whoa! Would life be worth living if it wasn't for caffeine, I wonder. I took a deep breath and then had my second sip. It was heavenly. Walking to my bus, I finished the cup.
Damn! There she was. The most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I slowly got into the bus. There were a lot of people I guess but I couldn't see any of them expect for one and I was staring at that one. It's been more than a week since we spoke. I missed her. To me, at that moment, the whole world had come to a stand still. Wearing a deep purple top with white sleeves, she was staring back with her black watery eyes. "Why the hell was she looking so pretty today?", I asked myself. She smiled at me. Uffff! That was it. I couldn't look at her anymore. Smile was indeed the most beautiful curve on a woman's body. I wanted to say 'hi' but my tongue refused to move. I strolled to the back of the bus and took my seat.
I was cursing myself. I should have spoken to her. After a while, the bus started moving. I was in a dilemma on whether or not I should go and sit next to her. "She didn't talk to you either. She has changed. If she had wanted you to sit with her, she would have asked", a wise voice inside told me. My fingers weren't listening though as it was too busy typing a text for her. 'Oye! Sit next to me. *puppy face*', the SMS said. Fighting the ego inside me, I pressed on send and waited. There was no reply from her side... I stretched my neck trying hard to get a glimpse of her from behind. She didn't move a muscle. I checked my phone again to see whether the message was sent. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, reality hit me. I realized that she wasn't going to come. How can a person who was so crazy about you all these years, change this much in a span of 100 days? Why is she so mad at me? What did I do to deserve this? Life's such a bitch. It really is.
I slowly leaned on the window and put on my earphones. I selected the first album on my playlist. It read James Blunt. My eyes were staring at the beautiful full moon on the black night sky while my lips mouthed the song,
"Goodbye my lover..
Goodbye my friend..
You have been the one.. You have been the one for me..."
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