It was my first day, on edge while stepping my first step to commence a new journey. I set foot in the college too early, finding the empty classroom isolated enough to see eye to eye coming out of the room. The frigid weather called me out to cast about a warm place for solace, and I found the ace for the same. Near the Basketball Court, the alluring warmth called me aloud and I followed. The wintry discomfort faded gradually. Almost half an hour, still alone in the Basketball Court I was counting the few students who had arrived at the college. Nothing particular, but then my eyes picked out the most ravishing moment I could ever spot in my whole life. I caught sight of her, giggling with the other girls going inside our classroom. Couldn’t help myself but to look at her, spellbound. Just a few seconds but I frizzed there like ages, hard to believe for me that in these eighteen years of my life no one ever had been capable of dazing me like this, but she did. And I pretty much forgot that the class was about to start. It was the bell that rang to rescue me.



I got into the classroom; ma’am was about to take attendance. I rushed to my desk, attentively listening to the roll calls not because I was worried about missing mine but to know hers. Know why? Cause then I can get who this girl is to make me stunned just in seconds. I pinpointed the task, “Trishna Mishra”. Gladdened even if she hardly knew I was in the class too.



The more I looked at her the more I fell for her. One day my friend, Samar...