Chapter 8: A new dawn in a Dusk
Tide of time tamed the fierce sun into a adorable red beauty. Possibly the perfect moment for a photographer or a painter. But at this moment I don't have time to serve my nature grabbing appetite.
Because, I am in the middle of a soccer game , on the left wing waiting for a possible through ball from Center mid. And here it is, ball sneak through the defence toward the left outline. My charged feet accelerate with no time, I put balance in the ball through left foot. Then my dribble resumes, possibly the best part of my football skill, where I do my best. In a blink of eyes I am inside the 18 yard box, facing the last line of defence the goal keeper. I heard the call from the sole striker. But selfish me completely ignored him and released the shoot over the goal keeper.
" My goodness" its hit the upright of the bar and flew away to backside of the post. before I could react, whistle blows game over. I get down on my knees regret I missed to score even after coming this close.."
" You know I was just inch close to score. You saw that right."
" Yeah I saw you were fabulous " Abhijit said..
" You are lying asshole. "
" hehe.. actually I was playing with those kids.. It was fun playing with kids. I score a hatrick. Best part is I can effortlessly nutmeg them.. haha.."
" Shitty moron. when will you grow up ...and listen I will come by to your house. So, must be there at 7 o clock."
he slowed down bicycle as we reached my grandma' s house. I jumped off from the seat in behind..
"Get lost." My way of saying bye to abhi.
around 7 o clock
I wore my favourite blue t shirt and my black three quarter pant( It felt comfortable rather then in a trouser ). I walked out from familiar concrete gate of my granny's home.
My feet begins to craw towards her home.
As I reached her home I saw her gossiping with are half dozen cousins. All are girls except that little brat Abhijit. He is the one who always spark light of amusement with his hillarious mimicry and non stop witty gossips. Sometimes I wonder is there an women lives inside him. Possibly the clown of that assembly ..
And there Nishita, She is like the queen of that little empire. All of them revolve around her like her followers. Her spark and beauty easily can be differntiate if your not one of them.
She seems the perfectionist at first glance. But She's not she does have an hidden box.
" There you are. "
" Umm." I nodded in response
" All of you girls. Get inside study hour begins." She ordered like the sole queen
" And Abhijit stay inside our house."
" I will do that. But Dipankar give your mobile."
As I am about go with nishita. It is unnecessary to carry the cell phone along.
Without a second thought I lend him my phone.
Someone has rightly said evening is the best time for love. As we walking through the street dazzling lights from shops, street bulbs creating the so called perfect ambiance for a couple. As I walked side by her, a bit hesitant to physical contact ( typical problem for a boy who lives in a hostel).
All of a sudden she holds my left hand and put her other hand on my biceps of left hand (whatever little I have to call as biceps). Stay away from any little physical contacts with girls and combination of teenage mind begins to produce vibration and sensation inside. Also she leaned her head a little to create a perfect scene for a romantic movie. It feels good but for an unknown reason I am shaking inside.Ohh god sneaking out of the boundary in midnight feels less exciting and breathtaking then my current situation..
Then she breaks the ice between us,
"You look good in this T Shirt." with a widespread smile in her face . That smile was
like a beamer with a termondous pace, I heart flatters and melt in a blink of eyes.
Somehow I hold my feet on ground. and
responeded with a thank you to her compliment.
At that moment Inside me whispering me tell her "you fall for her." I am conflicting with my ownself . "its too early I may ruin everything."
Rather I will compliment her. But what to say..
" So, what's next after gradution ?."
I know I know what you people are thinking yes right now. This guy called as Dipankar is just a dickhead..
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