AMAYRA PROSPECTIVE
“WHAT THE ” .. the first thought in my mind when I saw him sitting in guest room of my house and I was exactly standing in front of him holding tea tray to greet the guests.
The dark blue eyes were piercing at me sending the shiver down to my spin the same way when I saw them for the first time.
“what was he doing in my house. Isn’t anyone coming to see me for marriage? Did my parents have to choose him? There are millions of boys out there in our caste and still he is here sitting in front of me with his irritating smirk.”
Five years ago:
As I entered the cafeteria of my college I felt like electricity ran through my all over my body and hairs behind my neck were arisen. He was sitting inside the cafeteria facing front door looking towards my direction without blinking. There were other people also sat around him who were busy talking to each other. But he was continuously looking at me as he was mesmerizing me and he was actually achieving it as I was also continuously staring him. He was looking like a master piece of a painter or art of the nature. With plain white shirt and light blue jeans with snickers, he was sitting by resting his one leg on other as if he had acquired the whole world.
Present time:
I was frozen at my spot surprised and detested. But he still managed to give me the Goosebumps as in our first meeting. but unlike last time, now its reason was aversion I have for him.