What was it?

     
      I don't know what could that feeling be named or what would that moment be labeled on.It was all so sudden.
      I was sitting in the canteen.The break was a desperate wait so my hunger was at a high level.I opened my tiffin and just then he entered.He was totally a stranger to me,but it felt as if I know him from years.I don't know how and why was that feeling occuring,but the need to talk with him grew forgetting the tiffin I was desperate to eat from last 3 hours.I wanted to talk to him,but my eyes were stuck on him and lips were just desiring to speak.He came and sat in front of me."Oh god!!Why?How?What?When?" and more of such questions were hitting inside me however I decided to be as calm as I could be.He was eating his tiffing and I was staring at him like one gets lost in those stars in the gloom of midnight.How adorable can one be.I can't describe what did I felt for him,but surely something made me think about him that entire day.
        He looked at me and asked waving his hands in front of my eyes bringing me out from my world "Hey?What are you looking at from such a long time?" and my nerves took a high jump.The inner me shouted "Forget everything just get away from here".I got up and left without answering him as if I was guilty for staring at him.He stood up and came behind me giving my tiffin."Why do I have to forget my things at such times?" irritated the inner me said.I turned back and we collided."Why are all such things happening today?" and I got more irritated proving him my calmness.I snatched my tiffin from him as if it was his mistake to give my tiffin back.My irritation got converted into anger and I left from there,but suddenly a voice came from behind."Hey!!I am sorry" he said.My brain stopped and the suddenly the raise in my anger just melted down in seconds.
         I just gave him an awkward look and left.I was so guilty and sorry,but I couldn't express.Instead of saying thanks to him I made him feel sorry and that was the worst thing I ever did with anyone till date.I left from the school and was on the way to home.Suddenly I heard some voice and saw behind.It was him again,felt from his bicycle.I said to myself"Ohh God!!Why?",but at that time it was more important for me to help him and so I went back and helped him.He stood up and said "Hey!!You are the girl whom I got hit with in the canteen today,right?".I awkwardly said "Ammm...Yes!!" and I don't know why and how did I said so much after that.I said him "Look I know it was my fault today, but I felt very awkward talking to you, I don't know why!!.I wanted to say you that you are a very nice guys and I had started adoring you in the canteen when my eyes went on you.I know you are a stranger to me and so am I to you,but that is what I felt and so I was staring at you in the canteen.I felt something different for the first time and it was all very sudden which ultimately led to our collision.I am sorry and thank you for giving me my tiffin,also it was not your fault,we collided because of me so I am sorry..pheww!!".He stared at me for seconds and then started laughing."I am such a stupid" the inner me said.It was again a awkward moment for me.He said "Chill!!Calm down!!it's not your fault I can understand".I was confused."Understand,What did he understood?" although I didn't said anything.He asked me "Will you be my friend?".
         I was an average student with a group of few and one not included in the famous batch.Being an introvert I always spoke more to myself rather than others.I was not able  to answer him."Why are you silent after speaking so much?" he told."Did I really spoke that much?" I uttered to myself."What is happening with me and what is this feeling I am getting everytime I meet him?" the same confused mind said.
        He was very jolly in nature and so very friendly also.On the other side I was someone who had her own world and was very shy to talk with strangers,however he was the first guy with whom I spoke so much."And this is how my story started with him" said granny to her grand-childrens."But what was that feeling I felt"she again uttered to herself with a smile on her face looking at her husband's photo.

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