Sunday, February 27, 2011

the alumni meet

It was a walk down the memory lane for him. He walked past the school corridors with images flashing in his mind. He had been punished here. Made to kneel down with his hands above his head. He had cracked jokes with his friends and wished teachers as they walked past. He tried to recollect the school prayer and could not remember anything past the first few words. He smiled to himself.

He walked down to a sea of faces. Some looked vaguely familiar and some he waved out to, calling them by names. They all stood by quietly chatting and catching up on their lives. Then he saw her. Sitting in a corner unnoticed and furiously typing on her blackberry. He smiled involuntarily. She looked lovely in a black sari with gold border. He took his time to just watch her. The way her hair fell across her face and the way she brushed it back impatiently. He observed the khol in her eyes. But then, he smiled remembering she always wore khol. Even in school as a teenager, she used to look lovely to him, even in the grey uniform. His heart used to flutter when she walked past him. He used to wonder if she had heard it. He would wonder if she had seen it in his eyes. He wondered if she knew that he used to create reasons to go down to her floor hoping to catch a glimpse of her.

He could not hold back any longer. He softly walked to her, and whispered into her ears, "You look lovely today wifey"

9 comments:

ashwin kasthuri said...

soooper vasu ! simple and brilliant :)

Goda Ramkumar said...

Lovely. Seemed like a movie scene.

Revanth said...

cute one vasu akka! :)

Revanth said...

thats a cute post akka :)

vai said...

nice!! good narration!

Santoshi said...

Adengapa ...prepare to script for bollywood ...Good :-) Keep it going!

Santoshi said...

Super. Consider scripting for bollywood. Keep it going!!

Anutations said...

Loved the flow of thought! :-) Write more fiction! (or was this #truestory?) :D

Vasumathi Sridharan said...

Thanks Anu. True story laam illa :)