Thursday, August 12, 2010

I Look Back - Episode 9

I nodded my head slowly as if I was accepting the offer with some hesitation, though my heart was jumping in joy. I looked at G and C, as they were standing together. I noticed a smile just leaked out of G’s face. She noticed that I am beholding her so I skipped my sight out of her. I got ready for rehearsal as teacher wanted me to stand in the centre. I was waiting for a big dance step, but she just told me to raise my hands and wave for some time. That was easy for me. And after that I was holding the girls’ hands and I came forward to the front of the stage as people before me standing or sitting in front of the stage clapped the hands. It was the annual I felt very happy getting applauds from the crowd.

After our show I just went to the changing room for shedding my costumes, where I saw G just standing before me and alone in the room. She was standing very near to me as I can smell her fragrance. As once my friend said usually it was not love at first sight, at first sniff it was. I was simply looking at her. My eyes forbade sending the signals to the brain but my nose did. She waved her hands before my face as if she’s saying bye to me, but wanted to get my attention. I got out of that hallucination after a while. What she asked. Nothing, I lied. She threw a smile at me and just left the room. At that I felt like holding her face in my hands. I think at some instant of this time she became a part of me. And at that instant I decided to tell her that how much I like her. I didn’t want to mention it as love, because I was not at an age to understand what love is. It was a feeling, which makes you think about one person most of the time.

One day I told all these things to one of my best friend. I believed in him. After telling this to him I felt very much relieved. That evening G came to me. I was little bit nervous. “I didn’t expect this from you”, she told.

To be continued…….

1 comment:

  1. oh wow!!!, interesting situation- waiting for next one :)

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