The Saga That Was Is Will Be

That day was the farewell party of my friends and I was formally introduced to him as my junior. He looked happy and jovial and was courteous to all. My friend told him to care of me and not trouble me when she is gone and he smiled and said he will surely.

He offered me cold drink and had a very friendly vibe of someone I already knew. We connected instantly without many conversations. Every time I spoke to him I had a big smile on my face, something I was too casual to realise but was being noticed by friends and foes alike and maybe by him also.

Thereafter we were all attending clinics and classes together. I was gradually changing after meeting him. I looked happier and more confident. I got conscious of my looks and dressed smartly. I got a  tangy hair cut and it was all being noticed silently as I walked in my own Lala land unaware and like a free bird.

I had this feeling that finally, I had met my special someone. My friendly new friend was friendly with everyone. He had lots of female friends and also fans. Strangely I found him special when he found so many of them special. That was our story. Like a typical Indian girl I was confident that gradually he will realise that I am as special to him as he is to me.

Our favorite meeting was early in the morning around 8 am in the common tea room. Both of us made it a point to reach there early in the morning and have tea together. That was the start of a budding unofficial romance. Unofficial because he would never accept it to be a mutual liking but more of me being in awe of him chasing him for his attention.