Confession of an Idiot
Dear Trying to recollect these last seven days. The sunny Saturday afternoon in the so called seminar hall, A dispassionate guy in studies watching randomly at the curious faces, who were noting down everything what the speakers were speaking. So it was for the first in my life, I saw her in that crowd. Looking like a bright girl, sometimes laughing at the bad joke of the speaker, in another time discussing with her bench mate. I don’t know what was with in her was making me to follow her. A deceptive but powerful force was commanding me to turn my mind and heart towards her. It was trying to haul me. I was just following the unknown force as like someone has illusion me. Except her branch and beautiful face I had no idea of her. The tired day, the mild fever in that evening was unable to help me in getting some sleep. The curiosity to know about her helped me in finding her name, finding a photograph of her, There would not be any single day I would not hav...