food for his friend.
On the next day, he wasn’t interested in what the professors were going to teach. His eyes were in search…searching for those ‘Angel eyes’. He was impatiently moving his head to find her. Many of his male peers and other classmates noticed him doing that. They all started snapping at him.
‘Control yourself Ansh! Your first impression in class shouldn’t be of a pervert.’
The thought scared Ansh.
“What is your name Mister?” The professor asked. Ansh realised he had won his attention, but like most students he still abstained himself from looking at the professor and rather looked around in disguise.
“Yes, I am talking to you boy, stand up!” Biochemistry professor stared at him in anger. Ansh, by having no other choice, finally obeyed him and stood up.
“I would have cancelled your today’s attendance, but you have not been allotted roll numbers yet, so for the first and the last time I am letting you go. But these looking around things will not be tolerated in my class. You are not here to chill.” His loud voice was making Ansh feel embarrassed more than ever. He was just staring at his toes.
After completing his class, he started walking, almost running towards the biochemistry practical lab.
“That was not an appropriate way to look for anything.” A familiar voice came from behind. Ansh knew it was hers, and she knew he was looking for her. He didn’t want to get into these confrontations, so he waffled a bit before turning around.
“I was getting bored, that’s why I was looking around,” Ansh was never a good self-defender.
“I thought you were searching for me.” She smiled again and yet another pinch was dropped down his chest.
How the hell does she speak everything clearly without a fraction of hesitation? Doesn’t she know it is embarrassing? Even if it is true!
“I wonder how are you so confident that I was looking for you?”
“Oh, it’s not like that. I was just joking. Hey, I don’t want to attend this practical and I am going to the canteen. Come with me if you don’t mind?” she asked.
Why the hell would I?
“Oh yes, I’m also damn hungry and I was about to bunk it too.” He said, trying his best not to sound desperate, but he knew he did.
“Okay, let’s go.” She started walking and he followed.
The professor did one favour too apart from bashing Ansh. He told them that attendance were not important till their roll numbers were allotted, but he still went to college, every day. The thing that made Ansh a regular student was ‘Angel-eyes’.
M and I looked at Ansh with a smirk as I finished.
“What?” Ansh asked, irritatingly.
“You fell in love with her at first sight? Aww, how cute!” M chuckled.
“Doesn’t matter now.” He shrugged.
“Why?” Hearing this from a faithful lover like him astonished me. Even though I knew they were having problems when I left them, I would never think that they could drift apart.
“You missed a lot here Gajju, you were lucky,” Ansh looked down.
“Like?”
“Some other time guys. You’ll get all your life to bitch about my best friend after my death,” she quipped. I took her hand and squeezed her palm in anger.
“Don’t you ever say that again, understand?” I snapped at her.
“As if not saying this will bring me a life, c’mon Mithu! You know it’s coming.” I did not have an answer for her, nor did Ansh. We both remained quiet, in tears.
“It’s the promise time now Mithu!” she said after a brief session of tears.
“Yes, ma’am!” I bowed at her.
“Promise me! You will complete your MBBS…no matter what.”
“I’m with you on this, M!” Ansh chortled.
“Ah, you know I’m now two years behind my regular batch as I missed my final exams, but I promise.” I squeezed her palm again, but this time, softly, passionately. Ansh then headed for the guest room and we spent the night in each other’s arms.
After having an exhausting sweat session of