..It was the cultural week in our college. She was as usual looking very beautiful and I as usual wasn't able to control my blush in front of my friends when she passed from near. Her name was Aishwarya. Sometimes I wonder what is the use of this all. She doesn't even know me. I am not sure that she even had noticed me and know that I study in the same college. But I was to weak to resist the attraction she emitted. Even I and some of my friends had a misconception that the day that began by looking at her, will be a lucky one.
It was blue for boys and pink for girls day. There was a T-shirt painting competition organised in that college. And I participated in that event. Reason was that far more than my love towards art and creativity, Aishwarya was the coordinator of that event. The T-shirt I painted didn't got a prize but we were told that it will be displayed
at the stage tomorrow at the dancing and singing competition. She took my and all others T-shirts in her hands and disappeared. I was still staring.
In the evening when all the events had ended we (my friends and me) were walking out of the college, teasing each other and having fun. Suddenly my cell phone vibrated with a startling intensity. I pulled it out of my denim and a number was flashing that was not saved in my contact list. I received it. It was a girl's voice.
It said,"hi, my name is Aishwarya." I could feel the goosebumps all over my body. In a cracked cracked voice i said,"yea-yeah". She replied, "The T-shirt that you painted , can you please come to the college and collect it?
If possible!" I was jumping by then. There was a whirl about the moment. Somehow I controlled my feelings and said in a gentle tone,"Sure, where can we meet?". She said," In IS department, p-6". "ok", I said "I'll be there."
I cut the line. Started screaming and dancing. All my friends were laughing by looking at what I was doing and asked me that what happened. I said that she called me! I jumped up high and said I got her number. And without futher delay told myt friends that I got to go to college and started running towards the college.
One of my friends came running towards me and pulled my hand and said, "hey, it was a joke! It was not Aishwarya, I called you from another cell. I was the one talking in a girls voice." I stood still. I said that I didn't believe him. He showed me his other phone's last dailed numbers. The first number flashing on the screen was my number.
I was not ready to believe what just happened. I was shocked like hell. I felt like the stupidest fellow on this planet. All my friends were laughing and even though I was also smiling a bit, my mind was weeping in agony. This was like you see a beautiful dream. Everything is perfect. You have a perfect life. You have everything you want. There is a great excitement. And suddenly, the dream breaks with a jerk and you are back to the real world. The cynical world. Where no one is perfect!
