Writing a love letter in today's era is a vague idea or something very lagging. But at the time ,I meant the early 2000s Writing a love letter was still a thing. At that time, gta games were just getting popular among the youngsters. I remember my homies, of that time talking and gossiping about cheat codes or whatever the shit was. I , however, was not interested in them. I would rather have time alone or play cricket. At that time, I was not particularly interested in gaming.
She came in as a new student from out of nowhere. Her father was a business man and recently he shifted to Dhaka, due to some business purposes. She looked physically different from all other girls in her class. She had green eyes like emeralds that would captivate anyone who dared to look upon their depths. Her reddish-brown hair fell down her shoulders. She was tall with a foreign accent in her voice. Her fair complexion and her emerald eyes tryky set her apart from all others. From the first day she entered the class , every passing spul on board be it be men or women , every single person stared at her magical beauty. I guess like me, they never saw such beauty before. She was a beauty without the brain. Yes, she was undoubtedly the most dumbest girl I saw. She lacked the simplest reasoning skills and a lack of willpower to do anything. I remember the times when our teachers reluctantly tried to help her out, but she was too stubborn to change herself. Anyway, I am not here to discuss her academics, so let's get into the story again.
I was so much mesmerized by her elegant gestures and beauty that I decided to write her a love letter. With that idea, in my mind i tore down a paper from one of my school vopies and made a perfect heart design that goes well with the ketter that was about to be followed. At that age, i did not have the necessary knowledge or expertise to write a heart touching love letter. So I put my heart out and put up my feelings onto the piece of paper. Each word that i put on the paper was a statement of my admiration and affection that had blossomed within me. With shaking hands, I folded the piece of paper that held the letter into a neat square, sealing it with all my emotions and feelings within it. It was a testament to my love, to my emotions and to be poetic it was my heart ,that was written with pencil on paper.
But i was scared to give it to her, thinking she might not take it well. What if she gets angry and throws the letter away. I waited for the whole day throughout our six classes. As the final bell of the class rang, signalling the end of the day, I mustered the courage to approach her and give her the most awaited love letter.I walked towards her like a gladiator walking down the aisle to confront his opponent. With my heart pounding, hard as I walked up to her bench, I began to sweat profusely. As i was walking towards her, she looked up, her emerald eyes looking straight into mine. I took a deep breath, and with shaking voice, I handed her the letter.
"This is for you," I said in a shaking voice, trembling with fear and anxiety.
Her delicate fingers accepted the letter, and for a moment, as she gave a fine smile. With a gentle nod, she acknowledged my gesture, and I watched as she carefully tucked the letter into her bag, holding my heart within her possession. While I rushed outside, walking away from her as if to get away, in case I see a missile being launched straight at me.
The funny thing is, it was the last class before a 20-day summer vacation, and I never got a reply as she went abroad the following year. She did come back, but I never felt the same about her. I realized she was not the one for me. She had developed an arrogant and rough personality.