I was so surprised that I did not know how to react. Did he really mean to kiss or was his ego was hurt. I did not know. I could just stare without even remembering to blink my eyes.
His voice was unimaginably very close, like a whisper in my years. A mild shiver passed through my body. It was not imagination. It was real. I turned suddenly, his look still on me and expressionless.
I don’t want, I want to go to hostel I wanted to say but couldn’t. How can I deny the offer of being with him even if it’s a matter of five minutes? I don’t know how I loved him.
He must already know the answer. Why a girl do keeps admiring you? Is he a dumb to not to know? Why does he have to make me more ashamed? Why am I dying in shame… god save me…
A rhythm of joy rushed in the blood of my family as I read my result on the computer. My mother eventually tensed, was very happy and was so proud that she gave my father HE MADE IT type of look.
I heard teachers trying to get through the ever growing crowd to break up the fight and when they made it through they saw me with blood covering every inch of my body and the terrified girls, unharmed, in front of me.
He tried to wear a smile on his face, his heart raced faster, she didn’t returned a smile, instead she bluntly walked towards the table, her eyes restlessly took everything around, in them.
I started developing a sense of pride in myself for accomplishing so many things in his life. Little did I realize that whether it was Rahul who is driving me.
He was the most popular boy in school and David, despite possessing commendable skill himself was always second fiddle and this made him deeply envious.
All through the fifth and sixth month, I fell for him. Slowly, steadily and deeply.I didn’t even understand that I had started liking him until every time I saw him talk to someone,