Lets get closer to facts. I was admitted to St.Xavier's when I was ten. That's where I met Mondita, my first crush as such. She was the quietest girl in class. One could hear her voice only when she was asked to read a piece of prose aloud. Even her 'present miss' from the first bench during the roll call would be to low for me to hear.
I wanted to sit with her. The seat next to Mondita would be usually empty.One day I marked that sometimes, the class teacher would pull someone naughty and make him sit next to her. So, the way was simple. I was the naughtiest child the next day.
That's where the story began. I studied in that school for four years, during which we became pretty close friends. I would never go out during the tiffin break. I preferred staying back. We talked a lot those days. However, we never made telephone calls to each other. I felt shy to let my parents know that I talk to girls. It was probably an 'age thing'.
In 1999, those four years came to an end. Dad got transfered to some other city. Slowly but surely, I lost contact of most of my friends in Xavier's.
VIII, IX, X, XI, XII....Engineering 1st year,2nd Year.....seven years went by before something happened....
We were three of us sharing a room in our hostel. Two of us were bachelors; and then suddenly someone came with a good news which left me in a minority. I was now the only guy in the room without a girlfriend. For the next ten odd days, I did a research, both online and off it. "Naa..." was the call.
Somehow, I knew that I'd got to get back Mondita into my life. I chatted with a common friend. Got her landline number. Called.
Her brother picked it up. Elder brother.
...And guess what...he gave me Mondita's cell number. I called up from the top of the world.....
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