"So blue might be your favorite color?"
He said. He means Avijeet Roy…the writer of our class with whom i never really had any kind of discussion. Avijeet better known as Avi was in the perfect sync with the game of words. With two books published already he was likey inspiration whom i wanted desperately in my life but as usual i didnt have the guts to ask that nerdy bengali guy with the cute dimple faced look.
"Kind of" i answered excusing myself from the trail of thoughts that gathered in my mind in just 5 seconds…
"Coffee?" He asked with a blissful smile..
I looked up at him and nodded with a smile. It was just me who knew how happy i felt…however he was still incogitant about how i ever felt for him. We walked up together…our steps matching each other…my breaths getting erratic like i ran a thousand miles…a way too faster. What could be more blissful than having the one next to you whom you seriously adore…it was happening for the first time…
"So you didnt answer me yet" he said breaking my train of thoughts…
"Uh? What?" I asked surprised…
"Haha…Revati Subramaniyam...i asked if you stay here in hostel" he smiled…
I blamed myself for being dumb…i could not even hear what he said?
"Uh yes…college hostel" i replied
"Um…okay so lets have a seat…i gave the order" hesaid…
He took out the chair for me. I was too touched by the way he acted in front of me…a true gentleman possessing a the traits i ever wanted in my dream guy…
"Okay so…"
"I am a great fan of yours" he said without letting me complete…
I looked up at him…he simply smiled at me…
"What? What do you mean?"
"I have read your story…"THE BLUE LOVE" on your secret blog last night" he revealed…
I was ashamed…like why did he do that? He was such a talented writer and me i was a twenty year old creating fictional happenings imagining myself in the most bizzare situations and jotting them down with no perfect words…so why did he have to check on that?
"How did you get it?" I finally asked out of curiosity…
"Well it happened that I…was searching for something else when i saw a post being shared by one of your friend…you had your name changed there…and i had this curious mind to get over that writer…i searched you for a month….first i got the hint that you were from my college, another department…then i got your pen named coded…Revati…i searched you for a longer time and finally met you…" he said with a wide smile on his face…
I was happy that he searched that much for me…
"You know the game much better Revati…" he smiled…by game he meant our game of words…
"Thanks but…"
"I know you like to hide it but girl you are really something big…"
I smiled…adoring him even more…
He came closer as he held onto my hand… in shock i looked up at him as he said…
"Can we play this game together? Like for ever? Losing ourself in expressing deeper emotions through words….will you marry me?"
……..and that was the time i had the companion to my game which was too interesting…
-Sheena ❣
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