Are you ready for the Shot? they asked. Siyun noded her head as though she was not ready yet. Her friends grabbed her wrist and pulled her for a hug. Siyun had just completed her high school, along with her three musketeers Sachiko, Aileen and Daxiang.
I am Siyun.
For many people around the world, Summer is Fun and Exciting. But if you are at the rear end of High school, then Summer is Graduation, Farewell and Goodbye's.
I was sad, worried deep down inside with a crushing pain. Not because I would not be able to see my friends. I knew I would catch up with them regularly. But, because I will not be able to see him.
All these years, the maximum I did was a handshake with him. Thanks for birthdays, that is the only way we get these touches. My bad, I don't even have his number, nor did I even try to get it. I never thought everything would end so soon. I don't want the graduation. I am ready to fail and stay with him, just to see him. But unfortunately, he will not fail, that studious he is.
He has dreams, he has a big gang of buddies. Not because I don't have dreams. I too have a dream. I wanted to become a doctor. And I too have friends - Sachiko, Aileen and Daxiang. They are more of a family to me. But I don't have him. I had no idea, of what on earth this feeling was. But if I had him, I would be the happiest person on earth. Am ready for any sacrifice, any compromise, any task on this universe, just to make him mine.
I even remember I prayed to God, to make him mine. Hoping that would happen and won't ask more. But now everything is becoming a past tense. I just have this day. This one day to open up and express my love. Or atleast to get his phone number.
Pulling up all my strengths and courage, I stepped into the grand auditorium of the farewell part along side with my three musketeers. I was dressed up in a red and white frock. All my musketeers were well dressed up and equally cheered up for the party.
Here and there I could see a bunch of pretty ladies (uffff... they were actually prettier then me) giggling, smiling, blushing and sighting all the dressed up men. I had a secret thought and a spell, that no one should look upto my man. Silently praying for it, my eyes started to roll over and rotate in search of him. As far as my eyes could reach, as far as the sea touches the sky, as far as the retina was dry enough to make my cornea red, I looked for him.
Suddenly a voice, that thrills me everytime I hear popped up "Excuse me, If you don't mind". That was a thunder splash, 100 butterflies in my stomach. "Its him, It's definitely him. He is talking to me". As I turned back to see, but my bad. He was asking one of my friend to move aside, so that he could move in his path. The 100 butterflies vanished in half a second.
Why? Why on earth? Atleast, he could have asked me this. Burying my feelings into a dark room in my heart, we all moved into our seats in the party hall. And him, I could never ever move my eyes from him. We was wearing a Black Pant and a Red Shirt.
RED - I knew there was some ancestral wavelength between us. We were meant to be together. Just before I was about to enter into dreams with him, the music started playing in the Party hall.
As all the eyes in the Auditorium moved towards the stage, our principal in honour appeared. "All my dear students, Wishing you all a grand success. Let's pray the almighty". Keeping my dreams aside, as we begin the prayer. I secretly saw him pray as well.