Phir Mohhabbat Karne Chala Yeh Dil

The library is the only wonderful place to get away from the hustle and bustle of hostels. I guess, I have a thing towards the library, makes me visit it daily! As usual, I found a quiet place in the reading hall to sleep and read this one book which I had started reading lately. Oh well, the hall was a bit crowded than usual, the juniors were there. My eyes very soon were off the books and stranded over a pretty girl in green tee, sitting just next to me. She was very religiously glued to the Hindu. (I guess she was reading the editorials!) To be very honest, I have never seen someone as pretty as her. (Trust me, I am not exaggerating)

Okay let me put it romantically, “My heart literally stopped at the sight of her, my breath was caught in my throat. I blinked my eyes several times to make sure her presence. She had eyes of a color unknown to me. She was indeed mesmeric” Yes, that pretty! I don’t know if she noticed. She might have (Someone told me, girls know if you look at them) But I guess, I was too lost to even notice if she was noticing! I gave up then. (Not on her, but the book!) I was soon stealing glances. My words won’t be able to describe the girl I have seen. She was indeed an angel in disguise.

  

From that day onward, it seemed like she was in front of me every single moment. She was there at each and every single place; be it at the cafeteria or the library. I often run downstairs after class to catch her bright and breezy with her friends. I let her fall in my eyes till she vanishes to the hostels. She is a true delight, with her own way of care free living. Knowing her name was not so easy as I thought. But you know, I managed! Well, I was completely struck; Love Struck!! (Not really, but yea, as I mentioned you definitely cannot ignore her presence) She was by now the topic of discussion among my close friends.

Although she is sitting right in front of me (in my very own library) while I write this, I have not yet talked to her. She surely doesn’t know me. It’s over a month after I saw her for the first time, but I still couldn’t gather the courage to go and talk. (As if talking to girls is easy. But I will one day. Before college for sure) Chuck it! She is leaving. I should start working on the memo now.

Or maybe after a bit of music. Clicks Ipod-- (Yes, I have one. *evil smile*), “Track: Dil Sambhal Ja Zara, Phir Mohhabbat Karne Chala. Really? Let's see! *Chuckles*