‘Catching glances’
even if you tried,you could not imagine the joy i felt,it was incomparable,i felt like i was floating on air,the moment stood still and i wished that it could remain so for eternity,only it could not.class was in session but my mind was with my dream angel,even though i was looking at the teacher with a stern look on my face,i could picture her face VERY CLEARLY on my mind.the class ended for the evening and i just left the class smiling like a lunatic.i got home and went straight to bed all the while thinking about the angel i had met.
The next 3weeks rolled over like a carpet being spread and thesame sequence continued for each class,i would look at her face,store it on my mind and admire till the next day during class and it was getting rather akward.i wondered if she was even into me and if she felt the way i did.my holidays were coming to an end when i summound courage to DECIDE to break my timidity and woo my dream girl.my reasons were:if i could woo her now,then i’d be off to school in a few day and we’d just have to talk on phone,secondly,if she was going to embarrass or disgrace me,i would not be around much to face the shame.
Now came the big deal,how do i approach her,i gathered information from magazines and stories which i practiced for days till i was satisfied and then rehearsed for hours like a student planning to go for a debate the next day,my dad woke up at night only to find of talking to my self,i quickly pretended i was asleep and prayed silently to God Almighty that i don’t go crazy over this girl. The ‘great day’ came and i ironed my pants untill they shone and my shirt was sparkling that i could see my reflection on it. I even had to go look for perfume so i could smell nice.(now that i look at it,it seem as though i was preparing to see the president).to be continued……