From that day she had never spoke to me, never smiled at me. Avoided eye contact from me, just staying away from me.
I was so unhappy with my rude behavior. I was feeling guilty, trying to tell her sorry. But couldn't. There was a great Wall formed between us. Which was not so strong, but was separating us to a large extent.
Many days passed. I was just looking at her. By chance we had an eye contact for a very short period. I was just wishing to talk with her once. Which seems to be impossible. As she will never come to me, and I had not the courage to go to her.
One day I was talking with my sister, Roshni. Who was quite beautiful. She was one year junior than me. We were so close, and were talking in such a manner that anybody will think that we were lovers. She was asking me about her so called, "Bhabiji". I was telling her that, her brother is not so handsome that she will get a beautiful "bhabi" for her. I will remain unmarried, will be a monk. She was laughing at my joke.
Suddenly she stopped laughing, and shouted with joy, "Bhabiji milgayi". Iwas surprised, by looking at her. And looked in the direction, where she was looking. I saw, Roji was standing there, with her friends. She was looking at us, quite angrily. I looked at her and smiled. She gave me an odd gesture, by her hand on her nose, and left, furiously.
I was confused with her gesture, unable to get the reason behind that. My sister asked me for party. I laughed at her, and told her " Roji got angry at me, and left. And you are asking me for party." She replied back that, " Oo my brother "Bhabiji" got angry as you are standing so close to me. She likes you. Her anger was the symbol of jealousy." Her words were just like ice for me, that cooled me completely in that sunny day. But I laughed at her, and requested her to "please don't push me to the world of imagination, again."
Suddenly one girl came to me, and handed me a letter. And ran away, at a very high speed. My sister told me "bhabi ka letter he padho, bhaiya." I opened the letter. There was written that,
" I don't know, what is there in your mind, about me. But If you will talk to other girls like this, then there won't be any feelings for you, in my heart. Just think of it.
your's"
I was so surprised, who will send me this kind of letter. I was imagining that, Roji might have sent that letter. But controlled my imagination, and confirmed that Roji had not sent that letter, by myself. I went to my friends and scolded them for the making fun of me. They told me that they hadn't made fun of me. They don't know anything, about the letter. We all were so surprised.
Then all of us moved in search of the writer of that letter, in search of that handwriting. We went to our class and searched for the handwriting. Sanat was going straight to Roji's bench. I told him that don't waste time, I know she hadn't written the letter. So search other benches.
It took nearly half an hour. We had searched all bags, copies, including my friend's bags. Only two bags of the classroom were remaining. One was of mine, and the other one of Roji's. I slowly moved to her bench. As I was stepping forward, my heart was beating faster and faster. My friends were excitedly looking at me. I was also so excited.
I reached her bench, opened her copy and shouted with joy, started dancing. The handwriting was matched. All my friends ran to beat me, as I had spoiled there launch break, telling I was confirmed that she had not written the letter. I started running, all of my friends started chasing me. It was so happy moment for me. My foots were not on lands, I was just flying with joy. Then I fell down on the sand, over me my 7-8 friends. All started beating me, scolding me. I was just laughing with joy, then all started laughing with joy, congratulating me.
She was standing at a distance, and was smiling at our childish behavior. I wanted again to go to her, and hug her tight. And let the whole school know that she was mine. I wanted to warn, all the Romeos, who were behind her. That, " Don't dare to look at her. Just look at her as Bhabiji. She is just mine." But that was not possible.
My friends demanded party, but I had no money. But one of my friend Sritam handed me a 100 rupee note secretely. And told all my friends that I will give party now. I was surprised at his behavior. All were so happy, hungry as well. So all of us rushed to the hotel, and attacked the Samosa, kachodi, as we had not taken food for a year. I thanked him from the core of my heart.
The day was so colorful for me. As my dreams came true. My dream girl proposed me. I got my love.