I had worked a whole year to bag the chic who sat behind me. Every morning I would sit in my seat awaiting her arrival. The swish of her hair her perfume wafting in the air were my life's biggest high.
She unlike other girls dint bow to my feet cuz I drove the fanciest car or was the stud of the school.
That is what Probably made me fall for her. I never had an issue bagging girls but this one.... she made my breathing shallow just to say hi to her. I no longer trusted my voice.
School was coming to an end. I had to make a move. Since my voice was totally un reliable. I stuck a note with a flower on her desk before she came. I poured my heart out in it. No.... I dint say I love you I just wrote meet me after school in the nearby cafe.
She walked in. I was hyperventilating not just in expectation of how she will react but also cuz if the class fellows found me out at this weak moment I shall be finished!
I was sitting there with my legs shivering in my pants. And I felt something on my back in the middle of the lecture. As I extended my arm to scratch my life changed. I felt a piece of paper. I grabbed it as discretely as possible.
It contained 2 letters O.K. I almost whooped with joy... honestly.... I just stayed stiff in my seat. Not because I was trying to act cool but because I felt just the opposite. I was sweating like a pig.
I rushed home early from school. Totally forgetting about the important questions that were to be given.
Quickly showered wore fresh uniform (dint want to be too obvious) emptied half the bottle of my father's very expensive perfume.
As i was rushing out Manoj my Gardner who had been with us since childhood saw me and winked. Kiya bhai... me bhee paisay walla hota tu larkiyoun ki khaiti hoti meri bhee he said. I hugged him brotherly and went out laughing.
I reached half an hour earlier at the cafe.
Waited anxiously for her to arrive. Thinking of what cool things to say to impress her. No money talk i reminded myself this one is different from others.
But wait..... what is this???? My head keeps itching!!! This shampoo suited me before... I mused. It's not too hot for sweating the a/c is on.... it must be the anxiety I thought comfortingly.
But the itch!!!! It just wouldn't go!!! As I was scratching like a mad one I heard the melody of her voice saying my name. Wait... does it sound worried???
I ignored and gave her my best smile. Hey! I said. She smiled shyly. Ahh..... how I had imagined this day every night before sleeping.
We started talking to make an impression on her I decided to be academic. Since she was an all A student I decided to impress her with my plans to ace my a levels and fly abroad to become a hot shot business man.
Something was a miss. She was listening attentively. But her attention kept on wandering to my head. I realised I was still scratching!
Just when I was about to say I wanted her as my best friend she cut me in mid sentence saying I think what you need.... is an anti lice shampoo. An anti lice shampoo!!!!
I don't even know something like this exists... with that she got up and left. Before I could react to her leaving my itch claimed me more than before.
An image flashed through my head and I screamed with my hand in my head. Manoj....... my mind screamed. I rushed home like a mad tiger ready to pounce on his prey. There was my prey.. with one hand sweeping the other in his head!!!
I walked up to him. He looked at me and said kiya howa bhai bhabhi achi nai thee ya apka gift acha nai laga? When I continued to stare at him barely containing my rage he said. Fikar not khaiti hai aur ug jaye gee. I grabbed hold of his collar and in the midst of kicks and boxes I told him about the gift he had given me.
Instead of feeling bad for me he rolled over with laughter. I stared. After good five minutes when he controlled his out burst he gave the lesson of my life. Bhai.... larki aye na aye ye khaiti bohat mehnat say jaye gee. Ub laga lo.... I screamed what??? Anti lice shampoo!!!
