EPISODE 1 THE SIGHT

Hi all,

So this is my attempt to do a Story Series. This is purely Fictional. I don’t have much experience in writing series and stuff, so I have mixed up my own experiences and imagination in this part of the series, so please don’t mind if it doesn't look like an actual Fictional Story.

The genre I’ve opted for is a Romantic thriller. The life of philophobiac  turns out to be not so regular

when he meets the love of his life. How he overcomes his fear and how things turn up and around his life after this forms the crux of the series.

                                               SERIES 1 EPISODE 1 : THE SIGHT.

It was a hot summer, and I was sweating like the man who has just come out of a volcano. Probably because we were a moving our stuff into our new house .We recently moved to Chennai, my father got transferred for like 6th time since I was born. We were living in Delhi previously, it was nice and warm there and I made allot of friends around there.

One of them was Kriti.

I met her in School for the first time. That day, just  like any other day we were pretending to be listening to our boring Math teacher talking about Trigonometry  ,We were all staring at her face until a Voice came out from outside of  the door, loud and clear  to crack our attention,

"Excuse me, Miss...”

We all turned to that voice, with a sigh of relief, she introduced herself as Kriti. She was wearing the school uniform, White tops with a red coloured tie, loose hair, Dark coloured Skirt. It was clear from her face that she really excited to be in this school, something very different from what people usually experience during their first day in school.

The teacher asked her to come in. She walked straight to the teacher and handed over the joining letter and looked at all of us in excitement with a cute little welcoming smile.. This is when I first time I noticed how she looked, her eyes were as sharp a knife, her cheeks were blushing, her lips looked like the wings of a butterfly, she was a walking angel to my eyes. I was wondering how the voice of such a beautiful girl would be like.  The teacher asked her to introduce herself ' She turned herself towards us and started,

"I am Kriti, and I’m from Kolkata...."

I lost myself  after that , I couldn't hear what she was saying or anyone for that matter, I was absolved with the way she looked, her hair, her smile, her shoes,her voice, her eyes, the way she walked.

God, I just couldn't describe what I was going through. She had a lot to say to everyone, I recovered from these thoughts half-way through her speech. After she finished she came walking towards me, I thought I was still dreaming, but No. She was walking towards me because only the seat next to me Free. God, What a day for my friend to break his leg. I felt really excited and my heart started to beat so fast that I could hear the blood rushing through my body.

She sat beside me and opened her bag and took out a notebook and a pen and looked up at the teacher pretending to listen. After a while she asked,

"Is she always this boring, and turned towards me"

I was out of words to reply to her; somehow I gathered my conscious together, looked at her with a smile and said,

"Yes, but not just her, all our teachers are like that,"

She gave a flick of a smile and said in a low voice,

"Hi .I am kriti, what's your name?"

-"Kunal"

Said I and stretched my hand towards her but she didn't notice, god it was so embarrassing, hope she didn't see me stretch my hand. I wanted to continue the conversation.

So I asked her,

"You look pretty happy to join a different school and that too in 12th"

She was still looking at the teacher and replied holding a pen to her mouth, in a low voice,

"I've got used to shifting schools, after a point of time I convinced  myself, there is no use grieving about the past, you have to change when things around you change, that way you crush your grief and get to be happy"

These words changed the way I looked at my life, all the while, all I did was scold my parents and cry in a corner of a room for not being able to hold up to my old friends whenever we shifted. But she, She was happy about it, she looked at the positives among the group of negatives. This intruding attitude wanted me to spend more time with her and get to know her more.

The class got over, then a few other girls came up to her desk and started talking to her, asking about her previous school and stuff. I felt shy so I stood up and went to the rest room.

Looking at one the mirrors in the rest room, I told myself

“All this while you feared talking to girls and being in relationships, especially after what happened a few years back”

I didn’t want to fill the light with darkness thinking about what happened back then, so I moved away from the mirror and told myself , that,

"Don't think about that now....., the best thing in your life just happened today, don't let it go,”

I stood there for like the next  10 minutes and went back to my class, only to find out that the math teacher had borrowed the next period also, but I convinced myself it was ok as I had a new friend to give me company. I went and sat on my seat and started having the same Silent conversation with her, while the class was going on. We were talking about our hobbies, likes, and dislikes, her parents among other things. We became pretty close and we continued talking till the end of the next period, when the school bell rang, and an announcement saying "School students are requested to leave home after the Fifth period, due to bad weather conditions “came.

Time passed like a fly when I was with her. Fifth Period was over in no time, and I went down to get my cycle to leave home,surprisingly ,I found kriti there, she was taking her cycle out, It was pink and a sticker saying  “Love your life till you have it” ,was there on one of the side bars. We smiled at each other and said our goodbyes. We didn’t want to have much of a conversation while leaving. I was walking with my cycle slowly, thinking about what all happened today, about kriti.

God it was amazing feeling, I felt like I was on the sky. When I reached home I saw kriti’s cycle parked in a house opposite to mine. I hoped that it was kriti's.

I then rushed to my mom and asked her,

"Amma, the house opposite to ours is occupied?" I asked with a little bit of excitement

"Yes, they moved in a few days back. They visited us today, and we were talking for hours, it seems they have a daughter who is also studying in your school. Any chance you met her?" asked my mother.

I stunned for a minute,.May be because I was ONCE AGAIN falling into that unexplainable feeling of  being in love.


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