Disclaimer: This post is a work of fiction and
any resemblance with living (girls) or dead (me) is purely coincidental.
Once upon a time in the history of torturous high school board days blossom a love story with genuine fragrance of pure
jasmine. Those were the tough days of pre board analysis when the school
authority kept no stone upturn to bully the callow unadulterated growing minds.
Repetitive test paper submission remainders were met with deaf ears. Principal
piqued with the Raj successive performance called him one day in her office.
For an hour she opened up the front with full vigor against the Raj only to be
stopped by a melodious heavenly girly voice.
Raj looked back to see his savior and was
dazzled up by the beauty of Smriti. She was a year junior to him yet was the
captain of one of the school four houses including his. Something strange
happened that day; Raj spoke with none of his friends and preferred to be left
alone. Everyone thought it was the effect of principal gospel but none knew
that Raj was in love for the first time in his life.
Now his favorite recess sport was to hang in
and around Smriti and admire her beauty for hours. He loved the way the gentle
summer breeze drove her tingling hairs. Such news can’t be hidden for long and
gradually every other student not only in his but also in her class came to
know about Raj new found love, including Smriti. But never for once he dared to
propose the girl of his dream for the sheer reason of not been able to sustain the
pain of refusal.
Even, Smriti liked Raj and admired his looks
but waited for him to first express his divine feelings. Slowly and slowly the
clock ticked and the time passed. Raj school years came to an end with his 12th
board exam. It was the last day of his school; juniors gave a thrilling
farewell party to the seniors.
Raj penned a poem, Your Poor Nerd, expressing his love, gathered courage, drank a cola and went
straight towards Smriti with a rose in his hands and admiration in his soul. But
all his dreams were shattered when he saw Smriti accepting a rose from his
classmate. School ended soon and never ever after Raj tried to meet her.
Footnote: Hurry, before the offer ends. The writer bears no responsibility
whatsoever about the content and source, please bear with my ignorance.
