I again met her...
I hadn't forgotten her but I had almost. We hadn't met for more than three months. My head was tight working with my daily routine. I was just running up the stairs, I saw a face which was familiar with me I bent over the railing of stairs and gave a furtive and curious look. She was Christina after so long!
My heart pounded slowly, I wanted to talk to her, I didn't want to talk to her, I thought against her, I thought for her... However, between this dilemmas I passed by long secretly awaited greeting to her. Still I commanded myself; you should move! I then followed my command reluctantly and moved to continue my unfinished work. I was loosing my concentration but I didn't want to keep my work unfinished. I again felt like talking to her, not talking to her... I again defied my own command and then stayed before her smoking puffing out smoke like that of chimney. My hand was quivering, my heart was pounding, I was sad, I was happy...
She asked me a question, "Dai I heard that you were trying abroad studies."
I didn't knew whether she was asking question for questions sake or wanted to make the situation more comfortable because I wasn't talking at all. I was silence as statue.
I reluctantly answered, "Ya I am trying"
"Which country?"
"Canada"
"Which part of Canada?"
"Toronto and name of the university is Carleton University and I am trying getting scholarship."
I tried elaborate whole of my details in one sentence so that she won't be giving me anymore questions. And I did succeeded in not getting anymore questions from her, but still I wanted to talk to her.
I again reluctantly moved back to my work. Loving somebody truly is really a difficult task for me. We hadn't met quite a long and I thought we will never meet again and we did somehow meet again. I still understand she has not been able to confirm my love and now I don't want to let her confirm too. Life is more than what we think or it is like catch-22.
Milan Gurung (Freeman)
My heart pounded slowly, I wanted to talk to her, I didn't want to talk to her, I thought against her, I thought for her... However, between this dilemmas I passed by long secretly awaited greeting to her. Still I commanded myself; you should move! I then followed my command reluctantly and moved to continue my unfinished work. I was loosing my concentration but I didn't want to keep my work unfinished. I again felt like talking to her, not talking to her... I again defied my own command and then stayed before her smoking puffing out smoke like that of chimney. My hand was quivering, my heart was pounding, I was sad, I was happy...
She asked me a question, "Dai I heard that you were trying abroad studies."
I didn't knew whether she was asking question for questions sake or wanted to make the situation more comfortable because I wasn't talking at all. I was silence as statue.
I reluctantly answered, "Ya I am trying"
"Which country?"
"Canada"
"Which part of Canada?"
"Toronto and name of the university is Carleton University and I am trying getting scholarship."
I tried elaborate whole of my details in one sentence so that she won't be giving me anymore questions. And I did succeeded in not getting anymore questions from her, but still I wanted to talk to her.
I again reluctantly moved back to my work. Loving somebody truly is really a difficult task for me. We hadn't met quite a long and I thought we will never meet again and we did somehow meet again. I still understand she has not been able to confirm my love and now I don't want to let her confirm too. Life is more than what we think or it is like catch-22.
Milan Gurung (Freeman)
