The Pocket Love Story
***ADMISSION***......
I had passed my board with flying colours and was now looking for a college which suited my pride. To talk about myself, I am handsome, smart, and definitely have a charismatic personality. Another fact is that all this is only said and believed by my dear mother. As a matter of fact, I am a brown Indian with an introvert nature. My name is Ramchandra Chauhan who belongs to a middle-class family, lower middle class to be more precise.
I was born and brought up in Delhi, thus did ' t wish to go to another city to study further I took admissions in IMS, Delhi in the year 2008 and took up mass communication as my subject which was a bit trendy and popular those days. I have always dreamt of having a “ PRESS ” sticker in my vehicle! Gosh !! Did mass communication for a press sticker !! College officials alleged that it was amongst top 5 institutes of Delhi but Google denied that fact. God knows who was right? I trusted Google personally. After finishing all my paperwork, our college began on the 16th of august, 2008. I received a letter about the timings and the rules and regulations which nobody followed. | was late on the very first day. We were asked to reach college by 10. 00 am sharp and I reached a bit late at 11: 15 am!! | was expecting a harsh teacher at the class who would shout at me for my bad behaviour but nothing happened as such. I was expecting everyone to look at me outrageously and look surprised, but it was the way round, | was surprised because hardly anyone noticed that Ramchandra was at the gate. It was humiliating but I know I was ' t Shahrukh Khan so excused them . . .
**COLLEGE DAYS**...........
College days The so-called top institute lacked top teachers. The days were getting atrocious and I had almost decided to leave this top institute . . . Date: 10 / 10 / 2008 - a nice breezy morning with a cool wind, the nature looked fresh and clean. I quickly had my daily routine and went to college. I was as usual 30 minutes late, so I was literally running now and as soon as I opened the door to seek permission for entry, I was speechless. There was a goddess in front of me ! !! To be more precise, I could ' t move my eyes for more than 2 minutes off from the goddess. She was gorgeous. She was telling something to the class, but I being numb at that time was ' table to hear or see anything except her like an idiot. She had curly hair with straight blond highlights. She also had a tattoo on her back which was half visible. I guess it was the Gayatri Mantra. As I moved into the class without asking my teacher, I was punished and was asked to leave the classroom the very second minute . . . You know, disrespecting a lecturer in front of a new student. Though it was unintended, I got hypnotized because of her beauty and later found out from my friends that she was our classmate and had joined late as she was ' t well. Her name was Tani Sharma . . . To be honest I was attracted to her on the first sight! !. With her thoughts lingering in my mind, I returned home and changed my mind to leave IMS as I had a valid reason now . . . . I swear, she was damn beautiful . . . | could ' t sleep that night and only prayed that to get a chance to talk to her by any means the next day. I was feeling drowsy at the class because of Tani ' s hangover the last night; | somehow managed to gage the back seat of Tani. Tried my level best to introduce myself to her but failed almost
in every attempt . . . . Remember I am introvert but I listened
to her the entire day . . . What a lovely voice she had !! It was like Lata Mangeshkar singing in front of me. Classes ended and I saw her going in her BMW - X5. Seriously, she was rich, classy, beautiful and had an attractive body. But it was only a wish to have her as my girlfriend because nothing matched, neither status nor looks. She was an angel and I was a beast . . . just kidding . . . I was a human who dreamt of PRESS
stickers after all...
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