A college crush..

please read A college crush ( The girl's story, the boy's story, the wait so long, confessions from the boy) before reading this..

 It's a love story ....

Ivy..
It was 15th Jan.. I was thinking if I should go to the farewell party.. The party could continue till midnight.. There were plans to stay at a friend's home who stayed close to college. It would be my birthday on 16th Jan.. I had always woken up to this day in my own bed.. I didn't want spend it any other way.. Mom had urged me to go for the party only if I would stay at a friend's place or return before midnight.. I was confused. No way was I going to reach before midnight. However, due to consistent requests from my friends I decided to go.. I decided to wear my black evening gown for the party. I replaced those comfortable spectacles for the stylish contacts.. I was going this way to college for the first time.. I always dressed in casual T-shirt and jeans.. This was a huge difference from my regular self..

Romir..
This was the night everyone was looking forward too.. Maybe even she would come... Ivy didn't seem the partying type of a girl.. What if she decided to let it pass?
I decided to wear black striped shirt and trousers.. Formals.. This would be the first time I would go in college this way.. Would she like it?? It was cold outside.. I made a point to carry my jacket as well.. 1 hour to go...

Romir..
 The party had begun after the formal meet.. The dj was playing rockin numbers.. My friends were dancing their way to glory..Still no sign of her.. I saw some of her classmates groving to the music with the seniors..Was she not coming?? It was 8 already.. I thought of texting her... But decided to wait...
It was close to 9.. The dancefloor was getting crowded.. I was about to text her when I glanced at the door and I couldn't take my eyes off her.. She was there at last.. Gorgeous.. She bowled me completely.. Her eyes were gleaming with joy.. Joy on seeing me?? I wished it was that.. She looked so pretty without her glasses.. Those lips with a faint pink color broke into the cutest smile ever I had seen.. I knew it then that I was in love with her..

Ivy..
I entered the party full of apprehensions.. I felt lost for a moment.. The sea of people on the dance floor in the changing colors of the light intimidated my eyes which strained to adjust.. Then I saw him... Charming as ever.. He looked even more handsome in formals.. His complexion looked flawless in black.. He was the night and he was the moon...There was no one else in the room for me.. I had my eyes only on him.. That moment I broke my inhibition and smiled at him... The smile he gave me back was different.. There was a warmth in it.. Affection.. Was I imagining it??

Romir: Ivy... I m so glad you came.. You are looking gorgeous.
Me: ( I was blushing I know..) Thank you.. Why aren't you on the dancefloor.
Romir: Ahh.. I was waiting for you. Will you dance with me?
Me: (Oh my god! was he getting nervous? Do I know to dance? Do I know my name? What's this magic he has on me) Yes...


Romir..
She danced with me. Actually we only moved.. She was constantly trying to look away and I was just looking into her eyes.. I was aware of the glances and talks happening about us , but I didn't care.. She was all that mattered to me in that moment..We parted for sometime when she went to join her friends for dinner and I spent time with my friends. After the dinner, the dj started again. Everyone began to enjoy once more.. I went to her.

Me: Ivy would you come out into the garden for sometime with me..( She was hesistating.. Her friends were staring with curosity)
Ivy: ok.. 


We went out into the garden and sat on a bench.. She sat on the far end from me.. I went near her.. She did not look up.. I took her hand and slipped my fingers into her fingers.. She looked up..

Me: Ivy... I want to tell you something... 
Ivy: What it is..
(She was breathing slow..)
Me: Ivy I love you... 
( She was looking straight into my eyes.. That was the first time she had done that.. Her gaze was piercing my heart.. I wanted to hold her tight.. Never to let her go from my life.)
Ivy:Romir... are you sure?
( I didn't know what she meant.. I was never so sure about loving anyone else than I was now..)
Me: Ofcourse Ivy.. I love you..
( She shed a tear.. I have always been bad at this.. I didn't know what to do when a girl cried. They always cry for reasons best known to them.. Had I said anything to hurt her? I didn't know ..)
Ivy: Romir.. I loved you the moment I saw you... I love you a lot.. I don't ever want to lose you..
(She was looking at me with such affection, I couldn't help but hold her close) 


She was in my arms and I knew this was how I wanted it to be always.. She was my girl...

Ivy: The happiest moment of my life was when he said he loved me. The most complete moment of my life was when he took me in his arms.. I didn't want to be anywhere else.. It was 12..

Romir: Happy birthday Ivy
Me: You knew it??
( I was surprised.. But then this night was full of surprises)
Romir: I saw on my reminder just today evening.. I m sorry I couldn't get you any gift.. 
Me: You are crazy.. This is the best gift I have ever had for any of my birthday.. 
Romir: Then let's go..
Me: Romir I m spending the night at Nisha's house with other friends..
Romir: Ohh.. is there going to be a party??
Me: No.. Do you think they would even be awake to wish me till we reach home?
Romir: Ok then you have to come with me.. Let's go home.. don't you want to wake to your birthday in your own home? and don't you have to visit the orphanage tomorrow?
Me:( I was amazed how he knew what I wanted. I was unsure if I should go with him... ) Ok.. Let's go..


He had brought his dad's car.. That 30 minute drive with him in the silence of the night, was the most romantic drive I could have.. I was resting my head on his shoulder... We just stayed silent.. afraid to spoil the magic of the moment.. He parked his car in his building and walked with me to my building.. It was cold outside... He gently put his jacket over me.. It was heavy with his fragrance..

We walked on that lonely road.. When we reached my building gate, he kissed my forehead and wished me Goodnight.. I was about to give him his jacket
when he said," Keep it with you. You will have to meet me to return it back tomorrow"
I smiled knowing that this was going to last long..
"Now go home and sleep well.. We have to visit the orphanage tomorrow right?"
He was going to be with me at the orphanage.. He was too sweet...
"Yes" I said..

I went home and didn't sleep till late.. We kept exchanging text

"Are you asleep?"
"Not yet baby.. this was the happiest day of my life"

We slept in the early hours of morning and I woke to my birthday in my own bed as always and to a lovely life ahead..

He already had sent me a text..

"Good morning honey.. Happy birthday once again.. Get ready and let's meet at 10 ok?
I texted back

"Good morning dear.. Thank you.. yes will b ready.."

I smiled.. Yes it had started.. It's a love story....






P.S Thanks Freelancer for helping with the guy's clothes :) 

A college crush..

Please read A college crush( Girl's story, boy's story and the wait so long) before reading this...

  Confession from the boy..

I checked my phone for the n th time that day.. No text from her.. It was unusual.. She flooded me with texts the moment I woke up.. Maybe she wasn't well.. I didn't see her at the bus stop for a few days now..
   Initially I found her irritating.. She kept asking questions.. Kept texting all the time.. She was stalking me online..
   I spoke to my friend Misha who was like my sis from school days. She thought I should meet Ivy and see who she was.. When I met Ivy I realised I had seen her God knows how many times in college. She wasn't very stricking in looks department.. But that day I saw a different side to her.. She blushed.. She looked lost and scared. I had expected her to start blabbering but she was quiet.. She had an aura about her.. Something untouched.. Pure.. Innocent.. Those deep, quiet understanding eyes.. She was vulnerable..

  Misha had remarked," Boy she is head over heels in love with you, did you see how red her face was?"

I trusted Misha's verdict. She was good in judging such things.

 I didn't want to hurt Ivy.. I didn't feel anything special for her. But I wanted to protect her from hurt.. I had been in casual relations before but those were different kind of girls altogether.. Ivy was different.. I saw how uncomfortable she was and I couldn't help thinking how difficult it would have been for someone like that to openly start a conversation. Maybe that was why she resorted to the internet.. Her feelings like her were honest and vulnerable.. I didn't want to play with them..

It had been a week since I hadn't seen her.. It was Mom's birthday and as always we dropped by the orphanage to gift the children there.. Mom always believed in charity as way to reach God..

Ivy was sitting on the floor with a kid in her lap.. She was playing with the toddler.. This image touched my heart.. It was something I will always remember Ivy as. She was so gentle with the kids.. So loving.. I almost ached for the same love...Wait.. Why was I getting such thoughts for her??

When she smiled at the toddler who came crawling to her and lifted him in her arms, all I thought was... Beautiful....

I had called girls beautiful for their looks.. It was superficial and I had used such praises for my past girlfriends.. I had called girls hot.. sexy.. Everything for their looks...

This was the one time I truly meant.. Ivy was ordinary looking.. oval faced with almond shaped eyes which were enchanting when she was not wearing her spectacles.. She was short and nowhere near the perfect figure.. Yet I found her beautiful because her soul was beautiful... That was the day I saw her in a different light..

After that day at the orphanage I didn't see her for a long time.. Where was she?? I texted her on Christmas and New Year but the message remained undelivered.. Her facebook status said, " This is going to be my best new year celebration" updated on 23th Dec 2010... So she was away on a holiday...

January 15th was going to be the farewell party... The inevitable moment had arrived.. There was joy of finally getting over with the course and the looming sadness of separation.. Separation from dear friends.. Separation from the college which had become so much like home.. Separation of all the joys experienced here.. Separation from Ivy.......... I was missing her... There were plans to go abroad if I get through the entrance... She was what I was missing the most now...

Was I falling in love with Ivy?




(to be continued)

A college crush..

  To understand this post please read college crush (Girl's story and boy's story) first..

The wait so long...

It had been 3 months since I first chatted to him.. When he said "see you in college", I thought he would make an effort to meet me. But nothing like that happened.. We were still strangers.. I kept waiting for lunch time to start, then him to come to canteen, always hoping he would notice me.. It was disheartening to know that I was just a nameless face in the small crowd for him.
   I kept texting him.. Sending offliners.. Waiting long hours for him to come online.. Practically all day I was online.. I was losing sleep and interest in other things..
   By the end of the first month, I knew his timetable by heart.. When my classes left early, I waited till his class ended so that I could see him for sometime.. I was always longing to see him..
   We exchanged some texts.. However long my questions, he always managed to answer in one word..
One day out of the blue, he texted me

Hey Ivy, I want to see who you are.. Would you mind coming to your terrace? 

I was surprised by this sudden request.. I didn't know if he was on his terrace or mine.. Even if he was on his terrace, we could still talk. It was that close..

I texted him back


Yes, sure..


I quickly put on a little makeup on my face and hurried on the terrace. HE was on my terrace.. with a girl..

I couldn't make out what he was thinking.. His eyes didn't give out anything.. He smiled and said," Hi ivy"

I was tongue tied for sometime.. I was busy looking at the other girl.. Oh, she stayed in my building..

"Hi... hi Romir" Saying out his name itself was thrilling.

"This is Misha.. my school friend.. she stays in your building only.." He added.

I gave a faint smile to Misha.

"Hey you just moved into the second floor right?" she asked me.

"Yeah.. just six months back" I replied. She was very sweet.. I wondered if she was just his friend or more than that... The very thought was depressing..

"We have been living here for as long as I can remember.. How are you finding this place?" He asked. "We" referred to him and his family or "we" as in "Misha and him"... My mind was working on some other dimension and I knew I was looking disoriented to him.. What stupid impressions I was making in front of him but I couldn't help it. I just couldn't think rationally when he was there.. He was mesmerizing me..

"Uhh.. It's good.. Calm and pleasant area to live." I said.

"Bye I have to leave. Some work at home" I quickly added..

"Ok.. ok.. Nice meeting you". He gave me a handshake.. He made me nervous... I ran back home and kept smiling.. Here I was waiting for him to meet me all these days and when he finally did, I couldn't stand there for more than 2 minutes.. Hopelessly attracted to him I was.. My legs were shaking...

  The days that followed were of restlessness.. I would wait at the bus stop earlier than required.. I missed all the buses until he came and took the bus which he took.. He always gave me a cute smile and that was it.. An occasional "hi" and sometimes "bye" that was all he said. It wasn't getting any further.. My self confidence began to slump.. I waited at my window to sometimes see him going home.. He was occupying all my attention and draining my energy..

  It was three months still we were not even close to being "good friends". He didn't like me and it was getting apparent. He was sweet and that was probably why he was acting good to me..

 I decided that I would give up on him.. It hurt but I didn't want to be perceived as a desperate one.. Yes I wanted him badly but I had to behave with dignity..

I engaged myself writing blogs, spent time at a nearby orphanage, read books, caught up with old friends, started learning to cook.. The kids at orphanage gave me a lot of joy.. I loved playing with them..

Slowly the hours on net became less.. I began to get good sleep.. I stopped waiting for him at the bus stop.. Hardly ever came on the window.. My days were now productive.. I even started liking my study course..

I saw him often in the canteen.. I never went near him.. Sometimes he saw me and smiled and I too smiled back..

The year 2010 was about to end..I got invited by my relatives to spend the last week of the year at their beach house in Udupi.. I was excited to be there.. That was my best Christmas and New Year party on the beach.. I made friends there.. I was happy..  I was living my life again... With a new sense of self confidence..

I returned back in the first week of January.. The college was busy preparing for the farewell of the final years.. Yes, they would be leaving soon.. So would Romir... I realised I still felt a lot for him.. I had read somewhere..

"If it lasts more than four months, then it isn't called a crush.... It's love.. :)"


Was I truly in love with Romir?



(to be continued)

A college crush..

The boy's story..

The 7th semester was approaching and there was a building pressure of a vast syllabus to complete, journals to be written, a future to think of...

The first year batch had just entered our college.. I envied their carefree days... They didn't have a decision to make as yet.. I came into this field because I didn't get into a medical college and I didn't intend to spend my precious year to attempt it again.. Sometimes I wished I had been more patient..Maybe I would have got to live my dream.. The years in college passed in jiffy.. I now valued the comfort and security of those years.. I felt lost in a vast sea of career choices.. My friends had been an integral part of my life here.. The best ones I made here.. Now we were all heading different directions.. I often wondered what life would be like after the last semester and as the answer was getting clearer, I dreaded it..
  
   I was sitting with my friends in the canteen, aware of the stares and silent whispers from the first years.. They were mostly loud and immature.. Always shouting over the top.. My classmates were checking out the new girls.. Their last attempt at experiencing a college romance... There was none I was interested in.. They all seemed the same to me.. I was not looking forward to any link ups.. I had had enough of all those things in my college life so far and it was always a waste of time.. The last year I intended to live the most of my carefree time..

    It was a Saturday night and I had been partying till midnight.. I went back home and logged on the internet. I opened my facebook accounts..I rarely opened it and when I did I was flooded with notifications, status updates, tags, friends request ( I usually accepted them without even checking who I accepted) and began checking the thing..( I first made myself invisible to avoid all those who jumped on  my chatlist to chat)
  
   There was a message in my inbox.. Ivy... The name did ring a bell.. I didn't recollect where.. I opened her message.. It read

"Hi.. m Ivy.. met u in colg if u remember.. wud like 2 b ur friend.. if u wish to .." 

I accepted her request.. I sent her a reply..

"Hi Ivy.. ofcourse would like to be ur friend.. I don't recollect where I have met you. Sorry for that.. I am a little bad at remembering faces" 


Immediately I got another message from her.. God!! She was awake at one in the night..

"It's ok if u dnt remember.. I can't c u online.. "


So I went online .. She was there.. Her profile picture was only her sideface.. I couldn't remember still...

we started chatting..


Ivy: Hi
Me: Hi
Ivy:So u come online at this time always?
Me: No, was out today.. came home now so... 
Ivy:ohh ok.. Where do you stay?
Me: Borivali n u?
Ivy: Hey me too!! Where in Borivali?
Me: Gorai
Ivy: R u kidding?? I stay there too.. Don't tell me you stay in sector 1!!
Me: I do.. u also in sec 1??
Ivy: Yes..!! Where in sector 1?
Me: Platinum tower.. U?
Ivy: hehehehe "Sun n shine" your neighbouring building... coincidence no?
Me: Yes, coincidence.. ( I was thinking if she would ask to go together to college.. I don't know I had a feeling that she was trying to flirt.) 
Ivy: Can u give me your cell number?
ME:(So I might be right here.. I thought about it and then felt what's the harm?) Yeah sure.. 9820####**..
She gave me a missed call.. I saved it .. Just in case...
I was getting sleepy..
Me: Okay I got to go.. See u in college..
Ivy: Yeah ok.. Good night..


I logged off..  I got a text .. It was Ivy.. She had messaged
"Hey what is the meaning of your name Romir?"

My name meant "interesting".. I was too tired to reply.. I wasn't even sure if I should tell it to her.. Before I could decide, I dozed off...

My last thought was..  Ivy.. what a strange name...



( to be continued)

A college crush..

   The Girl's story..

    It was the first day of my degree college. Our college is the only one which holds exclusively the course I m studying.. We have a small strength of 240 students. 60 students in each year. By the end of the term everyone knows the other atleast by the face if not the name.
    I had no idea what I was doing in a college like this one. There was not a single face I knew. Everyone in class had pretty much formed a group on the first day itself. I sat with a few groupless ones who had started to bore in 10 minutes of sane conversation. I wished I had taken up courses which my other friends had taken. Atleast I would have had company. Someone suggested we take a round of the college and as reluctant I was to leave my seat( one lazy bum I was), I didn't want to be left alone to my hopelessness. I went around the campus.
   The college doesn't have half the area of my junior college but it is planned cleverly. Its amazing how one can get lost in a college that small. I just asked aloud ," Where is the library?" when I got a reply

"Go up stairs and you would find it on the right side on the second floor"

I looked back to where the voice came from and I saw him.

He was showing me the directions and all I saw was him. :)

He was tall, fair and his face beamed with some unsaid enthusiasm. Politeness was the first thing I liked about him (other than the looks ofcourse) .

I very meekly said," Thanks"

He asked," Which year are you in?"

(well he must have known already.. Second year students don't get lost in a college this small)

I looked around ( foolish I know, but somehow I couldn't hold on to his gaze) and then replied "First year and you?"

"Fourth year.. uhmm.. Final year"
(ghosh!! I know it's a four year course.. did he find me that dumb?)

"What's your name? "  he asked.

"Ivy" I said..

I wonder if he will remember it.. It doesn't look like but it is an Indian name, meaning "creeper".. What a creepy meaning (pun intended)

Without me asking, he introduced himself "I m Romir"

All I said was, "Oh"

God!! Why was I acting so unusually dumb??

He walked back to his class. I kept repeating his name ,"Romir, romir, romir". I couldn't supress my smile.. Miss Ivy.. First day of college and you already have a crush! College is not going to be so much of a torture now..

The next few days of college were boring as ever and I kept thinking of Romir.. I didn't know his last name.. I had searched him on facebook only to turn up with no result.. or rather thousands of result!! I couln't single him out. Whenever in college my eyes kept searching for him.

For a few days there was no sign of him. I attended all days in college. Each day started with the same thought," Will I see him today?"

For the first time, our classes lasted long enough to have a lunch break ( The faculty hardly paid us visit as we were yet to shuffle from one college to another). I had made two friends by then. We went for lunch in the canteen which was just good to sit in. The food was nowhere near the delicacies I was used to in my junior college. ( yeah I still ached for that yummy food)

I was seated in a far corner of the canteen and he was there.. I strained  my eyes to have a better look and to confirm it was really him.. Yes, it was him.. The charmer as he was, he was surrounded by lot of friends.

I went up to the water filter to have a close look at him and he looked at me.. No hint of recognition..HE stared just blankly and then went back to the conversation he was having with his friends. It hurt.. I didn't expect him to start any conversation but the least he could do was give a friendly smile.. Agreed I didn't smile either but I was scared that If he doesn't smile back, it would be a shame in front of his large group.

Days rolled by and I often spotted him with his group in canteen.. I used to secretly stare at him and many times he did look at me but I knew he didn't remember me..


I looked up the list of final year students and found out he is Romir Mukherjee.. I found him out on facebook and sent him a friends request.. Then begun the wait.....

(to be continued)


P.S This is strictly fiction.. People from college please dont get any ideas!!!!

Lucky boy continues

"But why lucky boy?" asked Mia."Remember that annual day jackpot? He got the prize money in that. That's why Pushy calls him Lucky boy".
"Oh really? But what's his real name?" Mia asked further. Katie replied,"He is Rehan. Ninth grader new admission. No wonder we haven't seen him before."
Katie had found out all she needed.
 Mia was not the one to be left behind. Soon after, she found out that he lived near school and that he was actively involved in sports.
They began to spend their lunch hours hanging close by and never once missing a chance to have a good look at him.
 Katie and Mia were the best of friends in school. A Lucky boy could create ripples but never a rift in their friendship. They never
acknowledged their crush on him. "He is you cup of tea" was what Mia would reply if Katie teased her and Katie would retort back by saying,"No,no he is your cake".
 Crushes are not new to teenage life but sharing of crush might be a rare case. This friendship surpasses all the tales of teenage jealousy.
 "so are you going to talk to him" quizzed Mia one day. "Me? Mad or what? No way" was the same response of Katie.Both equally interested and both equally reluctant.
 Poor guy Rehan! He noticed the girls and often thought one of them would approach him because they happened to be everywhere he was. But his Lucky boy charm didn't work this time.
They both never spoke to him. The year passed and both Mia and Katie got promoted to the eighth grade. It was heard that Rehan left the school following another transfer of his father.
Katie and Mia soon forgot of their common crush and found out new hobby ideas( not involving sharing of crush anymore).
 Years later if Katie and Mia meet up and Rehan's mention crops up then the immediate response is always,"Oh wasn't that your first crush? what were you thinking?" and both would burst into
laughter and go back down the memory lane. This time it's both of them teasing at the same time...

The Lucky Boy

Katie and Mia had both given their names for the general knowledge exam that happened every year in school. They were now regular participants. Though only a certificate was handed at the end of the year, it was always fun to to go to school on this particular day when all the school was deserted and they could have lots of fun roaming in the campus before the exam. Right from the first grade Katie and Mia had a favorite place in the school. It was the wall that faced the playground on one side and the road on the other. This was their place of timepass in the otherwise boring school time.
      Numerous play periods were passed standing there and commenting on the games and the passersby
until some instructor chided them to join the games. Games were one of the few things they never participated in.
      It was 10.45 and they were still standing and giggling about something when the entrance warning bell rang. Exam started at 11.
      Mia said,"Katie do you realise we are now seniors? Lets go to the class and see how many juniors turned up". Katie lazily replied "Yeah,lets go ,there's nothing interesting here." Oh God! Has this exam now started for the ninth graders as well?" Katie shouted out aloud. The fun was all gone. They sank back into their respective seats and looked at the ninth graders. One of them came over to the board and scribbled something. Two more of his friends followed and started doing the same. There was some playful fight going on over what they were scribbling. Then the ninth grader turned around. Though Katie and Mia almost knew everyone atleast by their faces due to their passtime activities ,this one was a new face. Katie was more interested,"Have you seen him?" "nope" was the reply from Mia.
     Miss Pushy entered the class with the question papers. Miss Pushy was a little deaf or maybe acted like one. She had long and thick hair which were always adorned with white flowers. There were rumours in school that she suffered from depression following her mother's demise but then every other person had some disorder according to the rumours in this school.
      She looked at the ninth grader and said,"Lucky boy, get back to your seat."
"Lucky boy?" both Katie and Mia said aloud at and time and giggled. A look from Pushy quitened them but the name stuck around for a long time. Lucky boy then returned to his seat. The exam commenced and ended without more event and Katie and Mia returned home. A new story started that day. Katie and Mia just had a new crush rather a common crush "THE LUCKY BOY".


(the story continues )