✨✨ Today it is Friday.Every Friday they have Chemistry tuition class after school.
?Hectic,right? So as a "normal student" would do,
Dip asked- will today be a test?
Nabo -No.(waiting for Subho to complete the answer)
He nodded in agreement.
Dip- just asking to be safe.( Giving his brightest and funniest laugh)
It takes 14 minutes from school.Each day two of them goes to bring tiffin and one of them goes to class for keeping others seats. And It has to be done. Otherwise if they get the last seats, it will definitely be a mess and everything sir will teach will go anywhere but their mind.None wants that,not when the exam is so close.
That day it was Nabo's turn to keep seats. He parked his hero cycle in the lawn and entered the class.
It was mostly empty except Trishna.She was too focused on reading a book to notice him.
Now he was waiting for a while. Hunger was taking over him and was feeling restless.
Nabo- Why are they taking this long?
He took off his sweater. He was dozing off keeping his head on his bag . Though it was winter but because of the busy school day he was extremely tired.?
----hi,,,is anyone not here yet?
Nabo was sheaken by the voice.It was a very familiar voice indeed. It's not a very old familiar voice but that is what he was waiting to listen to
Sharo-hi..Mr.(thinking a bit) same pinch?(sitting beside him)
Nabo-(adjusting his hair)hmm...um..it's more like Nabonil.you can call me nabo.Everyone does.
Sharo - (smiling)Nabo? Nahhhhh. (pretending to think)
Nabo- Are you here to take class but you are our junior, right?
Meanwhile they came back and a few students entered the room.Nabo adjusting his position realised that he was sitting closer than usual.And a scent of wild flowers was taking over his mind.Is it really him or the world was playing with him,The world was pushing him towards something so irresistible?
Sharo stood up seeing Subho.
Sharo- Aaare...subho da ...you did not give me your address.Then how will I take the notes?
Subho - I thought I would give it to you at school.
Dip was as always hungry like a monster.Almost immediately he took a seat beside nabo and started eating.?
Dip- here..(offering nabo a bite of sandwich)
But his eyes were nowhere but on those two.
Subho- Ward no 31. Sixth house.
Sharo - thank you.I will go maybe tomorrow.
(Waving at nabo) bye Nil da.See you soon?.
At First Nabo could not believe his ear, when dip confirmed saying....
Dip-Nil da???? (Raising eyebrows)
he believed what he heard.How come she said it so naturally like that must have been his name. That is him.that is what he is ....nil....nil....nil.....
??Has it happened to you? Getting Nick names and all? Can you remember that day if not don't worry everyone is not as lucky as him or is he ??
That day when he came back home and went to his room , the first thing he did was write the day in his daily diary. He wanted anything but to forget what happened that perticular day.
He writes everyday.If none is here to listen to ,it will listen to him and it will never complain.
It will never convey its unasked opinion.It will let you fill it up until you feel empty and happy.
Well, emptiness does not always feel bad,sometimes it feels like freedom, sometimes it feels like no burden.
He wrote something like this....
" I do not know what I feel or if I am allowed to feel something that is this new to me. But I am sure that she is very special to me .
I see the howling Strom in her eyes even when she is calm and happy.
I see those lips.They are like the patels of Lotus.
I see those cheeks.they are glooming like a sunny day.
I see that mark on her neck.It reminds me of a burn that I got some day.That pain has never felt so painless.
I do not know who you are but i would like to know each atom of you. You deserve all the happiness of this world .
I do not know if you are just a crush but even a crush has not made me feel like this romantic fool before.I know maybe it's all because of my age but then also I am ready to be torn apart in your garden of wild flowers .
---your nil. "
What a feeling! Perhaps it should stay on that page. Perhaps it should stay in that heart.
Tighten your seat belts to get a ride in this journey of love and lust ....