.....SOMEWHERE LOST

In white there was she, standing right in front of me. Unnoticed to most eyes, simple and true, everything paused for a moment or two. Like a dream it was, and the feeling that I was never going to see her again, she looked at me and looked away. Innocent and divine, she hardly talked to anyone, how could she be mine...

Yes I clearly remember the last day of my college. Capturing her within my eyes and never let her go was all I was doing. Though everything lasted for 5 seconds or so but it was much longer to me. Every noise ceased, every movement stopped, every voice chocked, everything else dissolved into nothingness. All I saw, realized, felt, was her.

Black shoes, a black jeans, a white t-shirt, tiny watch on her right wrist, limousine dark eyes, fair skin, neatly combed hair and polite lips. That is how I am and will recall her in my memories. That is all I am left with.

Though she never realized but she gifted me a memory for eternity. I talked to her 4 times in 4 long college years, out of which two times it was just a yes and no. The third time we talked about how crappy our college was. The fourth time was a bit longer, won’t tell it now.

After those precious 5 seconds, the practical world rushed in, the noisy students, the farewell music, the thumping of iron at a nearby mill, and the chaotic farewell party atmosphere. The corridor where I stood, oblivious to her angelic eyes, took a sharp  turn  and started carrying her with it. She turned to her left, adjusted her hair and a few moments later, she was behind the corridor’s horizon. I didn’t say anything to her that  last day, didn’t want to be in the forgotten part of her memories. I was oblivious to her, so shall I be forever.  I took a deep breath, turned back and silently closed my eyes and made her permanent in my memories.

I won’t say it was love or something, but I just consider myself to be her admirer. An almost unknown unrecognized admirer. If ever I get a chance to say something to her I would say-

 “ whenever  you feel down, neglected, gloomy, alone... be sure there is me in some corner of the world who still cares about you... for whom you will always be a priceless princess.”

PS:  The above piece of writing is just a vague illustration of the statements of my friend, Kshitij, when he talked about his last college day.

-kaavya