Hypothesis- You are not my kind

“Seriously dude, you don’t seem to be of my kind. Don’t think that you’ve gotten my attention or anything like that, I’m talking to you just because you’re my classmate.” Then infuriated her slammed hard on the door, and took an aggressive exit.

I didn’t wish to be of her kind, I’m sure none are of anyone’s kind. The supernatural power we believe in has created each and everyone of different kind. She spoke the truth that she probably was unaware of. She like many of us might never have analyzed the “kind” thing as profound as I have. But she spoke it off. We discovered the common truth - she did it out of her superficial aggressiveness and I did – not an inch different – from long profound contemplation.

No difference, same thing. But what I’m striving to place an emphasis on is your degree of knowledge of what you’re speaking on, and the ability to consume the pleasure then as it channels through. She certainly didn’t know what the scrambled words pushed by her peak fume meant, whereas, I did. Thus she said it, but I apprehended it well. She said it and it served to my entertainment. Pleasure them all came to my way, leaving her shallow, hollow. I think this time again, something that stood me a winner is NOT BEING OF HER KIND – Another reason I’ve to elate on my uniqueness.

My mind then wants to turn the reverse pages of my life and takes a pause on the page where her name was first signified. That day I really woke up very early. My mood was as fresh as early morning dew as I was about to take a leap into a new path of life; a constructive path was to commence- the path that’d take me to the college. Yes, it was my first day to the college. I was excited and nervous at the same time, but I tried to remain as calm as possible. I tried to put the cloak of serenity. I was painstaking at each of my endeavors. I took a seat in the chair at the first row as I entered the class- yes, first row because i believed that’ll be the first step to disguise myself into an organized and responsible student. While other students were busy exchanging information amongst each other, I chose to remain silent-freak. Then, the entrance of the professor in the classroom yielded silence.

The lecture begun, and my professor had all my ears. Meanwhile, late-comers looked odd when they entered the classroom. “Excuse me, is the seat next to you vacant”, some sweet voice entered through my ears and pleased my ear-drums to excitement. “Yes, sure” I replied and there she sat right next to me. I had to apply some good amount of force to cruelly snatch my attention off her and extend it back to the lecture. Why not? She was not easy to resist, but was a devastatingly beauty without a doubt.

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Many said, and i heard - since my early days -but i could today recall it the best than any other days, "Your pair is pre-determined by the 'supernatural power' up in heaven".

"She's not whimsical at all. She is all predictable. She is as palpable as one could feel as a pip of love seeds in their heart. The relentlessness, the desperation, the excitement - they were all there. Yes, she is love". She saturated my ever-lonely posture with excitement. With her name ever mentioned, my heart would take a pause and skip a beat. Those attributes were not common but were divine. The effect they'd make on me offered easy access to the 'Paradise' that i discovered within myself. As the day passed by, my 'first sight love' towards her fostered, i aver.

She was always jailed within the firm pillars of my thoughts, and imagination took tutelary charge of her future shacking it with mine. . Imagination then would stirr out the pleasant fragrance of the dense bond of our togetherness that my heart -in reality- went ever-fond of smelling. Oh joy! i would then feel lifted. Lifted till the upper extremity of happiness, where i find myself lucky to be alone. That'd be the luckiest person in the world and it was noone else but me. She was the ocean of solace where i bestowed all my life till its depth. "Yes, she's the one who was pre-defined for me up in the heaven". I concluded again.

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The day was not so pleasant - early morning rain was too irksome to an ebullient guy like me. It would slower my pace and slowness always hindered. Nevertheless, the dire desire to see her drove me faster than any other days. Althought the sky was shrouded with dark gloomy clouds, the desire to see her was radiantly nimiety. To be able to see her was my only goal of the day, everyday, and i always worked fiercely towards its attainment. As i entered the first class - my eyes were pleased to spot her. I waved her hi and she replied it with another brightness on her lips when she smiled that i could easily die for.

"Dude, Rachael is pretty, isnt she"? Dave threw few pennies of inquisitiveness that i ignored. He further said Rachael was asking about me when i was late for the class that day. "Are you serious" - I uttered out overwhelming and i spill the beans. Dave said she was a friend to him, and further corroborate that he could arrage me a cup of coffee together with her. I couldnt thank Dave more. Dave seemed godsent to find me a way to pursue through and vent off my emotion to her; and imbue her till the profundity of my emotions that were developed only and only for her.

Dave was the man of his words. He defined the very next day as my coffee day with Rachael. We were scheduled to meet up at a local coffee shop at 1 pm. I groomed myself up like never before. It was a big day. It was the day of remedy to my burning desperation. I couldnt wait, and i arrived about 15 minutes before. As i arrived, i ordered a cup of coffee. My heart went dulcet as it liberated my eyes to skip blinking looking at her way.


"Hey dude, how's it going?", Dave's voice adumbrated their presence. I greeted them, and we started talking. I tried hard to hinder my nervousness from registering at Rachael's notice. I gathered all the confidence and we started talking. I wanted to unleash to Rachael what'd been concealed in my heart. I wanted to at least try to show her all the rationals i've discovered how we were meant for each other. I wanted to show her the paradise just a step away. I wanted to be understood, felt and finally accepted. But instead, our conversation couldnt transcend anywhere from the great walls of "Academia". And when it was the time to bid goodbye for the day, i realised i missed the opportunity. I missed my day of possible miracle. But to some degree, i was gratified as i felt the first step was successfully initiated and accomplished.

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To be contd soon.....

Update!

I am thankful to receive email from few of my fellow readers putting forth their inquisitiveness why have i stopped writing.

To answer it - Firstly, thank you for elevating my status terming me a 'writer'. Actually i'm a learner. I write to satisfy my passion of writing when it burns at the peak degree. But for now, i've been very tightened up with my final exams which is to be over by May 22nd. And i'm letting myself to be occupied by the exams, least for now.

I will come back to writing as i'm done with my exams, most particularly, when the passion to write burns yet again.

Till then, hang in there you all!!