Don't go by the cover, go by the badges of victory!
What's Special? 😉
A book of poetry for all of your moods and genres, just look in brackets and choose the one that fits your mood. Be it mini poems or reverse - haiku, sonnet or acrostic. Be it...
Dedicated to THinvisibleQuill as today is his birthday and I hadn't shown this to him ever...
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It was just another boring day, Eight hours of clinical duties. Tired, jaded and irritable, I trudge to the table at hand. She is there, my senior, with a friend. A smile breaks out on my face. She nods, still breaking into her food. I sit down in silence, brooding, While she animatedly discusses stuff. Exam papers, answers, friends. I gulp down my food, Smiling to myself. Voraciously swallowing every conversation too. Somebody slides into the empty chair. The fourth one, unoccupied. I don't look up but I know it's a man. They immediately badger him with questions. His bold voice, the accent, I catch the words only. He laughs, full throated, free. More free than I ever am during exams. Instinctively I raise my eyes to look. The new comer cracks a joke and grins. I suddenly remember my manners. I'm staring at a senior, shamelessly. I lower my eyes but their conversation continues. I can't help but look at my seniors. But couldn't steal a glance in his direction. "Eat fast," her friend prods my senior. "She won't go without me," he chuckles. She rolls her eyes... Her friend eggs on... My senior got up, gathering her tray. "Send it to me," she says to him. Referring to something I don't know. "I don't have your number," he grins again. I blink my eyes, once...twice. What's he up to? She mumbles something and leaves. He immediately fidgets with his phone. I almost believe him And think to offer him the number. But the twinkling in his eyes baffles me. They were full of a childish mischief. Then he got up and once again, I shrink back into my own mind. "So, what about you?" The same voice startles me. I find myself looking at a gorgeous smile. He's back, at the same seat. "I... I..." I don't know what to say. "First year or second year." I break out of my trance. The conversationalist me takes over the introvert. We talk, mostly about unimportant things. The pace of my eating slowed. Deliberately buying more time. Everytime I look into his eyes, Searching for the disdain, The disgust with which some people, The to be doctors on campus look at us. There is nothing, just a curiosity, A warmth, a friendliness which takes me by surprise. "What's your name?" "Where are you from?" Simple questions, A normal conversation. But something was different. I couldn't fathom what though. I knew I couldn't prolong time any longer. I had to get up. He smiled, waved me a bye. Yet another simple gesture. His eyes, molten black, I felt happy, for a second, Flustered too, really light and free. When I returned, he was gone. I hadn't asked his name even. I can't curse myself enough. My eyes frantically search for him. Orange shirt, my eyes dart around. He's outside the canteen, Talking, smiling again, the melting smile. I want to go to him. "Hey, what's your name?" I practice to myself, Letting the words roll over my tongue. But I can't, My feet are heavy. He'll think I'm being too nosey. But hey, he knows my name too. But he's a senior, But so what? No. Nothing. Hell...I can't bring myself to talk. The introvert is back. Pressing down on my throat. I watch helplessly as he goes away. I turn back with a resolve. I'll definitely get to know him, There is something mysterious, Something unreachable, elusive. I'll unravel it someday.
A/N Written in honour of a very special friendship... Also featuring tanuandchamp.... ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
Where were we and where are we? Ha ha bro... So much can change in ten months!
