Astha Agarwal

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Astha Agarwal

Others

Seeing Her For The First Time

Seeing Her For The First Time

4 mins
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It was just a regular day at the Sengupta house, Mr. Sengupta was on the sofa sipping tea and reading the newspaper, Mrs. Sengupta had completed the household chores and getting ready to leave for her work, and both the children Diljit and Neha were getting ready to leave for college. Mr. and Mrs. Sengupta had done an inter-caste marriage and Mrs. Sengupta was Mehak Singh before her marriage. Diljit was in his final year of LLB and whereas Neha was an aspiring CA and had just started her college life.

Diljit entered the campus gate at the nick of time as usual and the gatekeeper smiled and said, “Kya bhaiya aaj bhi traffic mein fass gaye?” and Diljit replied, “Aree nahi aaj toh woh Neha ne late karwa diya”. Mrs Mathur the head of the department also entered the campus gate and gave a stern look to both of them and asked Diljit to follow her to the staff room. He obliged and followed the HOD to the staffroom. As he walked past the other teacher’s desk, he saw a girl wearing a light brown colored chiffon salwar suit with her hair neatly tied into a bun and she held her files tightly. As he saw her, he felt butterflies all inside his stomach, little did he know that she was their new project supervisor. After reaching the HOD’s desk Mrs. Mathur called out, “Miss Supriya Sharma please come inside, I shall introduce you to the class in charge of 5th year LLB”, then she said, “Diljit Sengupta please come here, meet Miss Sharma she is your new project in-charge, please assist her with the all the details she will require for the project, and also introduce her to your class. And now you both may leave.”

Diljit was still processing the fact that such a young lady he fell for at the first sight was going to be the teacher in charge of their project. As he left the staff room he walked straight toward his class, and still replaying the words said by Mrs. Mathur in his mind. Soon Miss Sharma and Diljit reached the classroom and he was back into his senses hearing his best friend Manoj call out to him as, “Aree yara kaha reh gaya tha tu, hum toh soche aaj bhi tu late ho gaya.”

Diljit briefly smiled back and said, “Nahi yara aaj mein time par tha, who Mrs. Mathur ne mujhe bulaya tha,. Cutting Diljit in the middle Miss Sharma spoke, “Good morning class, everyone please settle down, and yes Diljit thank you for assisting me till your class, you may also have a seat”

The whole class turned quiet and told in chorus, “Good morning ma’am.” And all sat down in their respective seats.

Miss Sharma Spoke, “So class as you all know that you have a project submission in your current semester, and I am your teacher-in-charge for the same”


Present-day

Supriya shouting, “Diljit Get up, you have to go to the court, it’s a big day today. And also drop me off at college as I have a meeting with the principal. And the school bus of kids is also about to come, so get up fast and get ready, or else we all will end up getting as usual.”

As Diljit opens his eyes, he realized he was dreaming of the most amazing day of his life yet again. And said to himself that not all girls look best in makeup, some look the best in a simple salwar suit. Smiling back to himself Diljit got up and left home in a hurry, dropped the kids and his Wife Mrs. Supriya Sharma Sengupta at the college, and then headed towards the court.

As he was about to enter the Gatekeeper greeted and told him, “Kya sahabji aaj fir se late? Aaj kya firse bachon ne aapke file chupa di thi kya?”

Diljit smiled back to the gatekeeper and told himself, “ Certain things never change, and am glad that I was late to college 10 years back, after al being late doesn’t mean you lose out on something, at times being late shows you your destiny.” Even after 10 years, Diljit remembered each and every detail of the day he saw Supriya for the first time and he felt really blessed that though being 3 years elder to him, both the families accepted them and they are living happily together.


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