All it takes is a moment!!!

The sudden disturbance caused in surrounding by the fragrance and hurried movement woke him up. He was pissed off. The extra emotional drama at house the previous night has cost him his sleep. He had decided that he will take a nap as he dint want to look drowsy and thus spoil a chance of making a FIRST IMPRESSION with new hot college girls on the first day itself. He turned his head back to see who was the one wearing so much perfume that would wake him up from a sound sleep. He could see only the GREEN salwar, that too from back. He smiled as the view was pleasant. That was a “figure perfect”, according to him, from the back. He realised that all his irritations are gone and smiled at his stupidity. He couldn’t take his eyes off her for the immediate few moments, but later confessed to himself that he was waiting to catch a glimpse of the face. She just slid into a long 3 seater and occupied the window seat. All he could see before he went back to his sleep was the streak of hair that was falling on the face, which he thought was lovely, though it was blocking a clear view of the assumed to be pretty face.

He closed his eyes and thoughts started to pour in on how she may look like, that will he ever talk to her and so, but he forced himself to sleep. It was in his dream that he again smelled the same fragrance, she was sitting next to him in the seat and they were talking. It seemed to him that they were holding hands. He could not believe it. It was the shock that woke him up this time. He looked around, and suddenly realized the fragrance was not from the dreams but she was standing just there, with a confused look on the face. He dint know how to react. He was just lost at the sight of that pretty face, not even realizing that he is staring at her and people behind her are staring at him. He felt, next moment that she is trying to tell something, he could see only her lips moving up and down, but heard nothing. His instincts was so strong that he felt something is really not right and suddenly blinked his eyes and bought himself to conscious.

There he heard now, “Excuse me…

 Oh what a sweet voice, was his first reaction.

He was mesmerized. Then quickly he started to figure out what was happening around. When he woke up suddenly from his dream, he had accidentally pushed his bag away and it had fallen off just at her feet when she was about to pass by his seat. It was blocking the way. The college bus had reached the destination and all were getting down. He looked behind her to realise that it was not just her way that his bag has blocked but many of the SENIOR’s too. They were all in ethnic wears, guys in Kurtas and Girls in Sarees and were all giggling looking at him. He cursed himself for his fate. Of all, he by himself had fallen into the clutches of seniors on the first day itself. All this happened so suddenly and the moment he got back to his senses, he stretched his hand and pulled his bag out of the way and she walked away. Though he resisted hard not to see, without his knowledge the eyes were following her figure perfect back till she got down and moved out of sight. A slap on the head, by one of the senior, who was last in the queue to get down, woke him up completely from trance and he followed them out of the bus. Somehow he couldn’t help to notice the fragrance that is still lingering in the bus and he blushed.

The inauguration function had reached a phase where in all the freshers started to forget about the chief guests, even the purpose why they were there. All were sleeping. But only Sagar, was widely awake. The green dress was haunting him. It almost took half an hour for him find her finally in the crowd that was assembled in the auditorium. She was two rows ahead of him, but on the other side. One side of the face was visible clearly to him, the same side where the streak of hair used to fall down and it was falling down often. Everytime it fell down, his wait would begin for her to push it to back with her long fingers. He was mesmerized at the sight. The next hour of the function went on in playing the guessing game. He would wait for that hair to fall down, hoping that it would, in that very moment, and when it did, he felt a happiness of winning. There was enough distance between them that she had no chance to see him doing the guessing game with open mouth.

But for Samyak, it was not… He dint miss the opportunity to record the madness in his mobile..

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