I was really busy that day, had to attend a lot of calls. Being the main organiser of the college fest, the whole responsibility was over me but I was not to lose my cool. Along with managing the events, the most tiring task was managing the people, cuz everyone was trying their best to irritate me. “Sheryl here, Sheryl there, Sheryl this, Sheryl that”. Amongst all noise I got a call from the head of the security at the college gate. He wanted to be there as someone was creating a lot of nuisance. On my way to the gate, I expected a crowd there trying to break into the college (this made me nervous) but when I reached there I became even more irritated as that dumb security head had called for just one guy. He was wearing a blue check shirt and gave an impression as if he was there to give an interview rather than to attend DJ night of our college. Wearing spectacles, he seemed to be a nerd. I inquired his problem to which he said that his college I Card was torn from the side and thus the security guys were not allowing him. I was already irritated and said he could come inside. Moreover he looked like a genuine guy and not a loafer. On my way back to ground, instead of keeping quiet to give my brain a rest Percy (his name) talked hell a lot. Half of his words were different variations of thanks for allowing him to enter.
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Seeing my condition, he asked me what had happened to me. As I refrain from telling anything to strangers.. I just said “Nothin”. I still wonder what kind of person he was for he kept pestering me to him why was I tensed. He kept on telling that he wanted to help me as I’d helped him in entry. So I told him furiously the list the tasks that were pending and he was irritating me and not allowing me to concentrate on my work. His face lit up and he showed his teeth as if I’d told him a joke. He asked to help me to which I politely refused. He began showering his wisdom on different problems I was facing. Just to shut him up, I agreed to take his help. He cheered up as if I gave him genie’s lamp.
Well, that was that. He did not let me even go for drinking water for it seemed as if he was everywhere, doing everything. For the first time in one month, I felt light in my head. That too on the day I ought to be tensed. All that because silly Percy had managed everything as if it was his own college, his own fest. Whenever I was presented with some new task, don’t know how but he sensed it the very moment and made me feel as if nothing happened as he was there to help. At the end of the fest, it seemed as if I was there to help him on his college’s fest. I don’t generally take help from people but being really exhausted that day I’d agreed. Moreover his consistent smile made everything easy in my mind. When he was going back, I was confused. Confused because I could not decide whether to say thanks or sorry. He was there to enjoy the fest but I made him do all the work (well, he made himself do all the work. I was consistently asking him to stop). In the end all I could say was “Sorry” he lit up as usual and asked what for? I said I couldn’t thank him enough for what he’d done for me without even knowing my name and I didn’t even ask about him. Who he was, what he did, why was he helping me. He told me about himself. He was from a college not far from mine and in the same course and batch. Needless to say, we became friends and exchanged numbers before parting. That was the first time I’d exchanged my number with a stranger (was he a stranger? who could have helped me like him?).
The day passed and I got a call from him a couple of days later. I’d forgotten to add his number to my contacts and when he asked me how I was, I was confused. On asking who he was he laughed and laughed. Laughed so hard that I easily came to know who he was for there was only one person in my life so cheerful and I’d met him a few days back. We talked for about an hour that day and got to know about each other a lot. Gradually I started meeting him outside occasionally and I knew inside that something was developing between us. One day, he called me and asked me to meet in nearby Starbucks. There was a weird tone in his voice and I could sense that. We met and when we were ready to leave he asked me to wait as he wanted to say something. I must say there was a hesitation in his voice during that one hour in Starbucks. I knew what was coming and I was afraid. I was not ready to face that. He clearly told me through his eyes that he’s found some other girl. We were extremely good friends and nothing more than that. But I don’t know why I was not ready to face that. Anyways, he stood up came by my side as if to console me and make me understand. At the very moment, all others in the cafe stood up and something unforeseen happened. He bent on his knees and took out a rose from his jacket. Simultaneously, balloons started burst in the cafe. I was not at all prepared for this and started shedding tears of joy. He said those three words in the most beautiful way possible. Its not that I heard those words for the first time. A friend of mine in school had said these words in front of me countless times. But there was a sincerity this time. A feeling that cannot be put into words. I was not in a condition to speak at all.
All I could do was hug him and whisper “THANKS” while he wiped away my tears.