WHY I FELL FOR YOU????

Some love stories need a second chance .

The prologue

“What do you want then ?” , I asked her .

“Nothing” , she said as she put her arms around me.

“No. . seriously , I want you to tell me what you want .”

“OK then , you wrote a poem for me once …. This time write a story for me .”

“Umm.. then I will write a story about you .”

“Deal. But please write good stuff about me .” she urged like a kid . It was at that moment that I felt kissing her like crazy.

“No . I will write bad things about you . Dirty stuff .”

I felt her eyes on me . Time had not changed the way her gaze affected me.

“ If its your hand that is writing it …. I know its impossible.”

And then I kissed her………..

PART 1

“Look at that sexy bitch ”, exclaimed Amit as he stared with eyes wide open , at the girl sitting in the front row. I scrunched my face in disgust . One month had passed and I had no clue why I liked being with Amit Mukherjee. He was blatant , raw sometimes, outrightly gross , but yes , in Presidency College he was one my best friends .

“Shut up , can you? “, I barked, “By the way why are we doing this stupid Alternative English class anyway? We have much better things to do .”

Somdev Ghosh stepped in the conversation, “What can be better that watching the hottest girls of our college under one roof . I love these general subjects man….”

I understood his plight . ‘General’ subjects ,also called pass subjects were common to all graduate students , irrespective of our specializations and hence were taught on a combined class basis. Since our Physics department had no girl ( we had four , but they were more interested in studying the Raman effect than the effect they had on boys) worth gaping , for some of the sex starved maniacs of our department , Alternative English class was like an oasis in a desert .

“Prakarsh , just look at her . If she wears this in college what does she wear at home .”

I closed the book (since the teacher had still not come) and looked up at that girl . All I could see was her bare back . A boy was trying to get cozy with her , his arms snaking around her shoulders .

“Anushka Bhattacharya , the hottest girl of the zoology department and our college .” said Amit giving me an introduction I had not even asked for.

Suddenly the girl turned back and looked at me . For a fleeting second I had no idea where to look . Girls always made me uncomfortable , since I was a child . I quickly shifted my gaze to the blackboard infront .

When the class ended I quickly assorted my paraphernalia and was about to leave when I saw the same girl standing in front of me . She was, I admit, beautiful . Her eyes had a sense of calm that I had not seen in any one else , she had unkempt hair but that only made her look more beautiful . I agreed with Amit , she was good.

“Whats your name ?” she asked .

“Excuse me “, I said.

“ I asked your name .”

“Prakarsh …. Prakarsh Tiwari” I fumbled with my words. I looked around .Amit was staring at me as if I had just murdered someone . Other girls from the various departments were talking something in hushed voices.

I did not wait for her to react and hurried to leave.

Next week , Monday , I had two vector problems to solve and hence I did not go to the canteen . After the lunch was over, Subhashis Kundu , one of the most brilliant students of my batch patted my back .

“Anushka was asking us about you at the canteen today . What do you do ? Where do you live ? Why had you not come today . Boy o boy …. I see that you have had quite an effect on her . What is going on boss ?”

“Ask her and let me know “, I told him . In standard twelve I did like a girl , but somehow things didn’t work out .The fault was all mine , I admit . I chickened out ,not even caring to let her know what I felt for her . After that I had made a rule for myself ……. ‘Never ever fall for a girl. She would make your life hell.’

As two days passed , things started to cool down . My friends did not discuss about my sex appeal anymore and that was a relief . It was Wednesday . I had just finished my experiment on mutual inductance but it had cost me a lot of my time. As I passed the main building I saw Anushka standing at the main gate , with the same ‘cozy’ boy . I wanted to avoid her gaze , but she saw me . Her shorts were too short and it was so cold…. Man….. I gave her a feeble smile .

“So late ?” she asked.

“Umm…. Yes had to complete an experiment ? What about you ?”

Shubhodeep , the boy who was probably her secretary too , butted in , “We are waiting for our cars .” he laid a fair amount of stress on ‘cars’.

Anushka ignored her . “Do you know any book shop that has good physics books .”

“You can try Techno . It gives a discount of thirty percent ”, I said .

“When she said good she meant quality and not discount you know …..” retorted that oaf. I was hating this conversation by the minute.
“Listen , I have a train to catch , I will meet you later ”. Even without waiting for a good bye , I took my road to Sealdah .

That night as I was trying to sleep , Anushka’s face kept coming to my mind. What does she see in that boy , Shubhodeep . Everybody said that she changed her boyfriends like nappies . May be he was her flavor of the week .But somehow I don’t know ,her eyes kept disturbing me . Suddenly I reminded myself of the past and my rule book ……

Naaaaaah … She is not my type . I assured myself and slept.

“I think that the coefficient of viscosity is on the higher side”, said Avik Roy , my practical partner as he calculated the value from our collected data.

“ You know I hate this Viscosity chapter. Why should I be bothered about water’s Reynold’s number . Its because of these boring subjects that physics as a whole looks boring .” I told him.

Avik did not reply , which meant he disagreed.

Our last period had been called off and that meant I could return home early. I went to the library ,collected a book on General properties of Matter to study that useless chapter, viscosity and was returning. On my way , as I passed the canteen , a voice called me .

“Prakarsh”

I turned back . She was wearing black shorts and the sleeveless top just about covered her bare essentials . Atleast some dressing sense this girl had…. I smiled.

“Returning so early.” she asked.

“ No class” , I replied.

“Then can you take me to Techno . I have no clue where it is ”, she said .

I looked around . Some boys were staring at her legs . The girls were probably discussing whether I was ‘man’ enough for her . I stared at my watch and asked , “Where is your butler ?”

She smiled. “He is not my butler .”

“Good for you . Lets go .”

Some of Physics seniors looked at me . I knew this would cost me in the upcoming freshers.

She bought two books for her brother without my advice . While she was scanning the third , she asked me , “Could you tell me if this book on General Properties of Matter is worth buying ?” I took the book from her in a very nonchalant way. I had no clue about the book or its contents but I could not say that to her. And then I located a chapter on which I had done my experiment , viscosity . I turned to that page , feigned as if I was carefully studying it and then said , “Interesting…..this book looks good . I mean it has a very good description of streamline flow and how turbulent motion could lead to vortex problems . I also see that it has an elaborate discussion on Reynold’s number and how the coefficient of viscosity changes because of it . I think it’ll be a good buy .” I had no clue what I was talking about . I hoped and prayed the same for her.

I looked up. She was staring at me clueless. Yes ! the jargon worked . It always did .

When we were walking back , I heard a boy telling his friend , “ Just look at her assets .” One week ago had someone said this to her I would not have bothered but today I did ….. I really did .

We came back to the college gate . Her car was waiting . As she was about to step inside she turned back and smiled , “Thank you Mr. Physics.” Something else was on my mind , and so I did not pay any attention to what she said.

“ Why do you have to wear these clothes ?”

Perhaps she did not feel so strange , because she looked down at her shorts.

“Why ? What’s wrong with them ?”

“Nothing, except for the fact that they keep staring at all the things that they shouldn’t be staring at .And don’t forget the great comments that they reserve for you.”

“Well, I get a sense of freedom in these clothes . And yes, I know that they talk a lot of shit about me. Slut and all… it does not bother me.”

“Well, freedom has to be in the mind, Anushka. As to your not being bothered …. I am …..” I did not wait for her to leave. Somehow anger made me forget all my courtesies.

That night as I slept, I felt very uncomfortable. Who the hell was I to express my discontent over what she wore? But I did not like people looking at her the way they did.

Next day, I did not go to the canteen. I wanted to avoid her.

Amit came running to me . “Prakarsh, just see who is waiting for you at the Baker laboratories gate.”

I did not ask for explanations and so I just walked out to see what the fuss was all about. I was flabbergasted. She was standing there wearing a beautiful blue salwaar kameez . Her hair was neatly arranged and she looked like a dream … a dream. I walked down to her and smiled. I didn’t know what to say. I just said, “Where is your butler?”

She smiled. Then she looked at herself and then at me. “So?”

“I think the comments will only get worse now. But yes …. You look great….”

“You have a class now?” she asked .

I had a class on mechanics. I told, “No , not now . Want to eat ? Am starving .”

We went to Coffee House and talked for a long time.

While I was returning , she said , “ Ok …. I have something to ask you. Last day …. The physics jargon that you were speaking…. Was that to impress me?”

Shit! I knew I had over done it. I just looked at her and said, “Sort of. Were you impressed?”

“I actually found it cute . They usually try one liner on me. This was original.”

She asked if she could drop me to the station but I said no. I waved at her as her car zoomed away.

On the train, a part of me kept on saying …. Prakarsh you are breaking a rule …. A big rule ….

That night I opened up my book on General Properties on matter and started studying Viscosity . Last week, the chapter sucked .This week … it was the best chapter of my curriculum .