this is the second part of story-
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Black beauty on first day of college & her first smile
The second day, I reached college on a early time. So, in that world I could reserve the same place and ……..
As I sat in my place, I try to browse her among the strangers; and in no time, I found her. She was sitting in the corner of first column talking with her friends. This time, it was white stripes clothes which had added shyness in her soul. Her lips were lightly polished with white lip guard. And definitely, it was twinkling because of her smile. If there was any face book community for this stranger’s smile, I think I would have joined it without thinking twice. But this was no more virtual world and I realized that if my intention is being friend with her, either I have to talk with her or I have to make her notice me so that if luck favored she may speak herself. But don’t know, what should be the process and how long will it take? Thinking that she may notice me, I tried cross questioning teachers while they were teaching. Foolish me, I don’t know what might had been my first impression with that black beauty
The third day of college, where my heart was again intending to see her, I was eager to talk her, and I was dying to listen from her. The thing that was making me most unstable was my curiosity to know her name. it seemed like I can wait no more to call her by her name… still, I never had courage to talk with her.
Another question that was killing me was why I am continuously enjoying the smile of that black beauty? Oh, sorry, this time, she was no more black beauty, because today some else dress had decorated this “anamika”, still I used to feel no other when she was near my atmosphere…
College days went on passing, and I had my own ways of making them memorable. Still, I was not able to interact or communicate with her. I got to know her name from her communication with her friend, and it surprised me to know that her name was non-other than “anamika”. How could it happen?
Anamika and I started talking with each other about a month later, and our talking is limited to once or twice in a day, sometime not even once. The day if we happened to cross each other, she just greet me with smile which gives me courage to forget the lately nightmares I had faced. My unresponsive mind records the every conversation with her and I replay it numerous times when I am lost on my thoughts. Lately, I started realizing that I have stopped thinking about that archangel who was supposed to come in my life… perhaps, because I have started finding my angel in the form of anamika. Simply in form of that black beauty on which I had crush from the very first sight doubting myself if it was a first sight love for which I was waiting from many span.
I started analyzing the eligibility criteria to be ensured if I can invite her to my life. Voice, not so sweet, still I love listening to her… Her hair is natural in itself. Her appearance is such that she may be not perfect in her beauty, but it looks I have already stamped her with “the most beautiful girl of my world”
Sometime I feel like sharing with anamika all the facts that how special is she for me, I wished to say her that my heart has noticed her from the very first college day, and I wish I could say her, “I am the world biggest fan of your smile”…
But, but I am afraid… I am afraid that I may not be able to find her smile for me anymore in my life, I am afraid if she would divert her way any day if we are in the stage of crossing our ways and I am afraid if she would include me on the ”ignore list” in her virtual hard disk.
Anamika might had covered the only few eligible criteria of my perfect angel, but still, my heart went to accept her from the very first day I saw her. Earlier it was my brain which was searching anamika in any other people, but when I found her in front of her me, it was the combined affirmative answer by both heart and mind. Whatever may be happen with this relationship, I wont be troubled much because I have realized “to be in anamika’s heart” I had no any special bonus blessing. Instead I am happy and I will be always be happy because “for anything to happen in our life, along with permission of almighty, it should be summary of both our heart and mind.” I may not be practically experiencing these types of decision again, but until a coin shall be with me, I would be tossing up to find out what my heart prefers.
Thanks Anamika aka ‘black beauty’ for your arrival in my life…
