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"And as she looked down, her fringe fell over her face. In that fleeting moment, I wanted her to be mine. Instances like this were rare; and I cherished the priceless occasion. She hated it when her hair got into her eyes. With the back of her hand, she brushed her hair away with the slightest trace of annoyance on her face. How can she not know how beautiful she looked with her hair falling down like that? Ahhh another time then.
She was unlike any girl I ever knew; so perfect in her imperfections. She was always a bit too loud, a tad careless with her words but always so warm and sincere and cordial. She never bothered with looking good; never bothered about making a good impression or saying things that people wanted to hear. I had never spoken to her although she always had a ready smile for me. Countless nights I had spent planning on having Our First Conversation. But it never did happen. I always chickened out at the last minute.
Just yesterday, I stood a few metres away from her classroom. When the bell rang, I waited for her to come out. A few minutes passed and she walked out. Her hair was perfectly messy, she had ink stains on her fingers and her shoes were dirty. The image tugged at my heartstrings and I couldn't hide my smile. She hugged her books to her chest, occasionally letting one hand go to wave to people she knew. I watched her from afar, not wanting to spoil the moment. In the end, she turned the corner and I remembered to breathe again.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will speak to her," I promised.
Weeks passed and I still couldn't bring myself to do it. The clock showed 12:28. She would be out for lunch at 12:30. I sat in the canteen, pretending to read my Bio notes.
Respiration - I was finding it hard to breathe.
Sensory Physiology - my senses were alert for her arrival.
What two sounds are discernible when the heart functions?
The 2 sounds are lub & dub,caused due 2 the closing of the valves as the blood rushes from aurices to ventricles & then to respective blood vessels. -Lub and dub? I think not.
Finally the deluge of students arrived and my hair stood on end. Minutes later, I heard her voice somewhere behind me. I tried to keep my breathing steady. I started to drum my fingers on the table. 10..9..8... once I reached 1, I would turn around. 5..4...
A tap on my shoulder.
"Excuse me?". It was her!
"Erm.. yeah?"
"Do you have change for $2? I need some coins."
"Oh." I fumbled for a bit, checked my pockets for coins. I found nothing.
"Err..."
She just smiled at me.
How could I forget! My wallet is in my bag! I smiled nervously and searched for my wallet. Oh where could it be! Ah finally! I shook it and out came some coins. My fingers trembling slightly, I gave them to her.
"Thank you! Whats your name?"
"Err me? Amar."
"Okay. I'm Mariha. Thanks again! See you around school Amar!"
And with that she walked off. My heart was racing. She talked to me! She said my name! I held on to the table for support. Wow. Wow wow wow. She said see you around. She'll see me around!! There was buzzing in my ears and I felt faint.
Smiling to myself, I walked to the toilet and vomitted. "
She was unlike any girl I ever knew; so perfect in her imperfections. She was always a bit too loud, a tad careless with her words but always so warm and sincere and cordial. She never bothered with looking good; never bothered about making a good impression or saying things that people wanted to hear. I had never spoken to her although she always had a ready smile for me. Countless nights I had spent planning on having Our First Conversation. But it never did happen. I always chickened out at the last minute.
Just yesterday, I stood a few metres away from her classroom. When the bell rang, I waited for her to come out. A few minutes passed and she walked out. Her hair was perfectly messy, she had ink stains on her fingers and her shoes were dirty. The image tugged at my heartstrings and I couldn't hide my smile. She hugged her books to her chest, occasionally letting one hand go to wave to people she knew. I watched her from afar, not wanting to spoil the moment. In the end, she turned the corner and I remembered to breathe again.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will speak to her," I promised.
Weeks passed and I still couldn't bring myself to do it. The clock showed 12:28. She would be out for lunch at 12:30. I sat in the canteen, pretending to read my Bio notes.
Respiration - I was finding it hard to breathe.
Sensory Physiology - my senses were alert for her arrival.
What two sounds are discernible when the heart functions?
The 2 sounds are lub & dub,caused due 2 the closing of the valves as the blood rushes from aurices to ventricles & then to respective blood vessels. -Lub and dub? I think not.
Finally the deluge of students arrived and my hair stood on end. Minutes later, I heard her voice somewhere behind me. I tried to keep my breathing steady. I started to drum my fingers on the table. 10..9..8... once I reached 1, I would turn around. 5..4...
A tap on my shoulder.
"Excuse me?". It was her!
"Erm.. yeah?"
"Do you have change for $2? I need some coins."
"Oh." I fumbled for a bit, checked my pockets for coins. I found nothing.
"Err..."
She just smiled at me.
How could I forget! My wallet is in my bag! I smiled nervously and searched for my wallet. Oh where could it be! Ah finally! I shook it and out came some coins. My fingers trembling slightly, I gave them to her.
"Thank you! Whats your name?"
"Err me? Amar."
"Okay. I'm Mariha. Thanks again! See you around school Amar!"
And with that she walked off. My heart was racing. She talked to me! She said my name! I held on to the table for support. Wow. Wow wow wow. She said see you around. She'll see me around!! There was buzzing in my ears and I felt faint.
Smiling to myself, I walked to the toilet and vomitted. "
vomitted at 12:09 PM
