Saturday, 14 May 2011

#56 …when you look back at someone to see if he/she is looking at you or not.


We had just reached the fest ground. It was the final day of our annual college fest, Xavotsav. Being volunteers with no responsibilities, we had reserved ourselves good seats for the show. There was a guy in our college, Soham, who claimed to have love interest in me. I was well aware how these love interests changed with changing seasons and therefore paid no heed to him. In the middle of the show, my friend nudged me. With gesture she asked me to look 45degrees north west to my seat. I caught Soham looking at me. He was sitting with his gang. On meeting my eyes he quickly looked away. I checked a few more times and caught him similarly. At the end of the show, while on our way back home, my friend said she had seen Soham continuously looking at me since the beginning of the show. It was then that she decided to draw my attention. Though I was still not sure, my friend was convinced about Soham’s genuinity. 

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