An attempt of the description of love |
Farhad told me: Despite my unconscious decision of staying aloof and retaining an attitude towards freshies, I couldn't help noticing her. My first encounter with her was when I opened the door of the computer lab to find her looking up at me with her big watery eyes that were painted with black eyeliner accentuating her already big eyes. I let her pass (what else I could do). But it wasn't that mind boggling at that time, sometimes even crushes take some time to evolve (more on that later). After a few days when I was handing out the magazines-doing a service to a friend who instructed me to mainly distribute them among the girls- I detected a cluster of pretty looking girls standing nearby, when I got closer I saw her standing amid them, and after I handed them and went back to stand at my previous point, she kept looking at me. She looked just like those pretty girls in the Japanese animes I used to watch in my tweens. So fair a complexion with a few pink pimples and straight brown hair(not dyed I guess) running halfway down her back, kawaii ne?? NO NO.. I can't fall for a freshie, where's my dignity yar, I thought and turned my gaze away jerking off that stupid idea. But that idea of pairing up with her was enticing. Something's wrong with me since then and she's to be blamed for that too. For why did she keep sending me those signals like slowing her pace to overhear my conversations? Is she also interested or is it just what seems to me because Im so lovesick? |