My sweet story :)
by Ananya Tripathi
(Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh, India)
I have known this guy for the last 9-10 months and I am seriously addicted to him. I like him a lot. I have been praying to God that I get him. He is in grade 12th and I am in grade 11. This means that he'll be leaving this college next year.
But I want to be with him forever. I dunno about his feelings for me. I think he has started liking me a bit. His friend has assured me that he'll make us a couple.
I have promised to my friends that the the day we become one, I'll throw a grand party. I have started collecting money. I am waiting for this day. My friends call me Nano, and we call him Smiley because of his awesome smile :). My desk has been scribbled with "Nano Smiley".
I like him a lot. I chant the Maha Mrityunjay Mantra for him every morning and evening. I have never been religious before this, but at this time I am. I never forget to pray for him. As soon as I wake up, the thing that strikes my mind is that I have to pray fro him.
The second he comes in front of me, my mind stops working. I myself dunno what am I doing at that time. I have never been able to look into his eyes. I feel so shy. M heart beats like a drum. My friends start coughing and calling out my name "Nano, Nanoo, Smiley is calling you". I am like "oh Gawd!!" I never mind it because they are my friends.
And the thing that embarrasses me is that whenever I pass by our common friends, they too tease me. I get so embarrassed. But I never miss coming to the school, just to see him!
I am serious for him, I really want him to be with me! I have his all the pics saved in my laptop and my email draft. I write in my email draft how many times I see him in a day and what he was doing that moment. I have seen his every pic and video. I am the first one to see his latest pics or recent activiites on Facebook. I am on his profile all the time.
I have faith in God, God is still alive and he will surely give me my Smiley.
My friends support me a lot, they understand my feelings. I have tears in my eyes when I think of his farewell. I fear a lot in losing him. Each day is bringing me close to his farewell. Things would change after he leaves.
No teasing, no blushing, no comments by his and my common friends, no drumming of my heart on seeing him, no craze to come to school.
It would be just that I won't be physically seeing him, but he would be always present in my heart.