Unfolding The diary.
There is not much work at the office. I sit in front of the laptop and check my Facebook account. Facebook is boring when you’re dating the prettiest girl there will ever be.
I don’t want to, but I still end up doing what I’ve been avoiding since morning. I fetch the diary from my drawer and open it.
I turn over to the first page. There is a short note.
I close it immediately. I am not supposed to read it. I am supposed to return it to the rightful owner, but the rightful owner is probably dead. I open the first and the last pages of the diary and look for an address. There is none.
It leaves me no choice. I start to read it.
15 June 2015
Just as she walked past me, I felt the world come to a standstill, the birds stopped chirping, the wind stopped blowing and the sun stopped shining.
It was only her, it was only me.
She looked beautiful.
I see her with other guys and I feel envious. I’m sure no one around her likes her as much as I do.
It’s been a week since I first saw her, and she only looks more beautiful every time I see her.
I saw her at the water fountain today. It made my day.
I wish to see her again tomorrow.
Okay. Now, I cannot stop.
The one thing I got to know is this ‘VK’ is a boy. Like all of us, he fell in love and probably this diary is his form of expressing it.
Anyway, I flip the page over and see another short note.
How can I stop ?!! I almost died along with this guy.
28 June 2015
Every day that I don’t see her, is a day not worth remembering. Because ever since I first saw her, she defines my life.
I saw her again today. Not just saw her. I followed her today. I hope she does not have a boyfriend. Even if she does, it would not matter.
She is so beautiful. I see the guys who surround her all the time. They are all creepy. I hope she thinks so too. All of them tried to give her their old books. I even saw a few of them exchange numbers. I wish I were one of them. But I have already sold
Maybe I could get new ones for her. And scribble down short, sweet notes for her on every page. But I don’t want to be one of those creepy guys surrounding her. I will let it be.
I wish to see her again tomorrow.
I can read a lot faster than this, but I don’t want to. For every page that I turn I think that this person might be dead. It is a little unsettling.
I have already imagined him in my head. He’s probably a geek with big spectacles and oiled hair. The kind who hide behind concrete pillars and stalk the girls they have a crush on.
I don’t want the person in my head to end up dead. I flip through the diary, skimming
the pages to find out whether he has written his name anywhere. No signs. No numbers. No addresses.
I move on to the next page. The page is a little burnt on the sides. I try not to imagine what must have happened to the hand that held that diary.
2 July 2015
I don’t know whether my love is shallow or unfounded since we have never talked. But unrequited, untold love is the purest form of love. There is no pretence in that.
It has been two days and I have not seen her around. I wonder where she is. She looks like someone who studies a lot and doesn’t miss any classes. Maybe she is on a date with someone. Maybe not. I hope not.
I will ask her name tomorrow. The guy at the stationery shop will say if he’ll be able to find that out for me. I don’t even know which section she is in. I have missed seeing
her the last two days.
I wish to see her tomorrow.
Okay now this guy is creepy. He doesn’t have a life. Stalking somebody this badly ?!! Who does that ?!!
My interest dwindles a bit. Though I feel a little sorry for him. I have been through what he went through. I was a geek once. Not that a lot has changed. I am still an ugly geek, so I know how that feels.
Please don’t let this guy be dead, I think.
But it’s a hollow thought. No one could have survived the impact of the blast after being so close to it. The diary is stark evidence of that.
Anyway, I keep reading.
17 July 2015
I don’t agree that if you are intrigued by a girl, you fall more in love with her. The more I know about her, the closer she comes to me. I want to know everything about the person I love.
Thank you, God !!! I saw her again today. The stationery guy had a lot of information about her.
Her name is Anushka.
She is in third year too. That means I can’t give her my books. She moved in with her aunt here after her parents shifted to London this year. Maybe she is from a rich family, but I don’t care about that.
I like the name ‘Anushka’. I am saying this name repeatedly in my head ever since I heard it. It sounds good.
The stationery shop guy asked me to go and talk to her. He is a little crazy.
She is pretty as a fairy. And I am, well, anyway. I know I don’t stand a chance. But some day, I will talk to her. Till that time, I will just look at her and feel happy.
Happiness. Yes, that is what she looks like. I like her.
She is like the warm morning sun on a cold winter morning to me.
I wish to see her tomorrow.
I am drawn to his story now. He might not be great with words but there is a certain honesty about him and what he writes. I can instantly feel a connection.
It’s almost like I have written those words for Naira. It is lovely and terrifying at the same time.
I can’t be dead. I can’t leave Naira behind. I feel sorry for him.
Anushka would have been proud to read this, right ?!!
A guy so selfless in his love. Pure and untainted. Not a speck of lust.
It’s not seen these days, is it ?!! Guys don’t count days to when they would talk to a girl they like. I am so glad I did not have to stalk Naira like this guy had to.
The dead guy.
Every time this thought comes to my head, I am scared. What if Anushka got married to
the guy ?!! 2015, right ?!! That’s almost two years back !!
Oh, screw my life. I am so involved now.
Precap : More of the VK – Anushka story and Karthik’s love for Naira.
Hey, peeps. How are all of you ?!!
Finally it’s a Sunday. I just love Weekends. You get to wake up late, You do not have to take a bath, you can just lay around all day while watching TV and eating. Well it’s a relaxed day.
Also guys today its India v/s Pakistan womens world cup cricket match, so I request all of you to watch it and support our girls. They had two matches this week, one against England and the other against west indies and they have won both of them by huge margins. They have made us proud so do watch the match and support them.
And lastly, I know that all of you want more of Kaira in the story but I just request you all to have some patience as the dairy and the Vk-Anushka story will bring kaira closer. I would obviously write more about Kaira but I request you all to just wait for it.
Do comment. Keep smiling. Keep watching Yrkkh !!