A unknown stranger

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
How an incident with a stranger changes ur thinking

Submitted: March 29, 2017

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Submitted: March 29, 2017

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?A known stranger Some times a unknown friend is better then a known friend.. People address such unknown persons as "Strangers " An incident in my life changed this concept of stranger, I had just celebrated my 18th Bday last month with much show and pomp. I and my group were quite famous in our college and the neighbouring colleges. I was there standing at the entrance, when I saw him for the 1st time. I was just staring at him with out a blink. As He came closer I could smell his expensive perfume, which triggered my senses. I titled my neck till 180 degrees, couldn't take away my eyes away from him. His image faded away, I was stunned, speechless, lifeless, then I hear faintly some one calling out my name... In the background. I was brought back to reality, it was my Bunch of friends calling out my name... By this time the whole crowd near the entrance got to know my name. Thanks to my friends. I dint tell them about the handsome Hunk, as I wanted him only for my eyes. The gong went loud, we all rushed to the class, I took the window seat, in hopes of getting a glimpse of my hero.. YES he had become my HERO, the moment my eyes caught his sight. The faculty entered the class with a grin as she carried our so called test results.. Every one were tensed about the results... Except me! As I was immersed in my own world of fantasy, I had never felt like this before, it was a strange feeling, but indeed a gud one. As the faculty started disturbing the test papers, I could see people with all kinds of emotions.. The fact that their frnds scored more then them, made them jealous, I don't have the exact word to define this feeling... Ur sad that Ur frnd scored more then u.. Wat ever.. At this moment I was not interested in any result, was only waiting for my eyes to meet his eyes. Fortunately my results were above average. Little better then my friends, but that didn't make my heart rejoice. The class seemed never ending, it was like I was waiting from Dawn to dusk, finally I hear the siren, that moment it is the sweetest voice known to me. I get up with a jerk, and with a lighting speed I pack my stuff to get out of my class. As soon as the faculty leaves, I M the 1st person to rush out.. My frnds are amazed at my swiftness., as I am very lazy person.. I move at the pace of a tortise, I just want to avoid my frnds as I don't want to show them my hidden agenda. I rush out with full speed, I take 2steps at a time, I don't think ever in my life I have rushed in such a way not even for my final exams . How things change, I don't even know his name, only a glimpse of a second has changed me. U could imagine Wat would it be like if he comes in my life!!

Stranger part 2 Life never gives a second chance.. Is it so? I fell life all ways gives u many chances , it's upon u to recognize the chance, and accept it ... Life gave me also many chances, but I didn't have the courage to take it... As I rushed thought the parking, my eyes searching him, they couldn't get a trace of him.. I ran to the entrance gate, there I see him standing opposite to the gate, I stand still, my eyes fixed at him, every thing else gets blurred in the background . I am motion less, speech less, life less,..... my so called gang comes and disturbs my aura. And l turn to converse with them, I wanted the conversation to end as early as possible, so I could get back my eyes on MY Hero. As u know gals talks are never ending, I felt the talks lame, and boring, the only reason begin, My mind was some where else. I just wanted to turn ND have a glimpse of him, but couldn't dare, as I didn't want to get caught by my frnds, or the main reason may be, I didn't want my frnds to see him, if they could have noticed him, I am for sure, Nisha would surely go talk to him, and she begin the prettier one, she was like a glamorous model, and all ways dressed up as model who just had walked a ramp show.. And a big shots daughter.. Guys would do any thing to be her frnd.. And I felt my hero was not an exception.. Finally talks got over, I waved bye to my frnds, before they made any other plans, of course to get away I had to lie, and I did lie that I needed to go out with my mom. As my frnds went off, I turned to see him... He was not there.... He had just vanished... I felt sort of unhappy.. Walking sadly to the bus stand.. I was waiting for the bus to come.. Every one seemed to be excited.. I wondered the reason for it. Standing there, waiting for the bus to come, with a heavy heart... My eyes catches a image, yes it was the image of my hero.. I see him, my heavy heart suddenly becomes light.. It seems that I M floating.. My bus arrives... Yes... Ur right I don't climb it... At present my only agenda is just to look at him... And Stare at him... With out a blink My mind is blank... At present only he is on my mind... His stunning looks.. He doesn't even bother to look at me... Why would he look at him, I was just a ordinary girl with no extraordinary qualities.. I was not the material who would turn to have a second look, I was not even worthy of a 1st look.. Thinking this I felt a sudden pinch.. Is looks only every thing?? Yes... Wat was I doing... If that stranger was average looking... Would I even look at him, I would not know also about his existence... My bus arrived, this time I board it and I settle on a window seat... My mind wanders back to him... I don't know his name, Wat he studies, I don't even know whether he is in my college.. All I know is, his sight makes me go crazy... I hear some one calling out my name, a male voice, I turn back to see who it's To my surprise, he was my senior in school and a very gud friend of mine.. He comes and occupies the seat next to me.. The bus was nearly empty, as all the guys had climbed the before bus, which I didn't climb.. Back in school, he all ways helped me with all my assignments, my projects.. He was my helping hand. And I never bothered about any thing.. As I knew he would all ways be there to lend me his help.. Some times I took advantage of his nature.. But he seemed OK with it.. Some where inside I had a feeling that he must be liking me, some thing like a crush on me.. Or so.. I smile.. Thinking at least there is one person on this earth, who yearns for me. This brings back the confidence in me.. And I am again thank full to him... For making me realize my worth... We just converse about the college, studies, some common friends. Bus reaches my stop, i bid my bye, and alight the bus. When I climbed the bus, I felt my self insignificant, but as I got down I didn't seem so. Thanks to my friend . How some people change our thinking... He must not be aware also of it.. But I thank him. I wave him a final bye.. The bus moves.. I walk back to my home with a wide smile and feeling of content. Thanks to the unknown friend and a known one! As both were the reasons for my smile...


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