Bang!

He parted his eyelids and immediately shut them. The early morning sunshine was flooding his room. He reluctantly pulled them apart once more but shut them again quickly. This time it was not sunshine… it was a face, a face he knew very well, but…. How? Here, now? I must be hallucinating, he thought. But before he could complete the thought he heard the voice, crisp and clear…. calling his name. He opened his eyes believing there must be something really wrong. She was smiling… he looked around to make sure exactly where he was. He was in his bedroom alright but then how could she be here with him in his bedroom? But there she was standing right next to his bed, looking as beautiful as ever, with his bed coffee in her hand. Could it be that they were married? Too ambitious, he thought. She handed him his coffee and headed out still smiling. He walked out with coffee in his hand and saw her and his mom talking animatedly… whoa! This is getting more confusing by the second. How in hell did they come to know each other?

He went back to his room and tried to cast his mind around in an effort to remember something he might have forgotten. There was no way he was going to forget anything that brought her this close to him that easily. He had a very slow bath and headed to dining room for breakfast. Everyone was already seated and mom was helping them with the food. He took up his usual seat and was just about to start when she came in and took the seat next to him. His first reaction was to look at the others but they all seemed as if there was nothing out of the ordinary happening in that room that demanded their attention. The usual casual talks ensued and to his surprise she was involved in it as well. He kept on glimpsing at her as if she was a vision he was having and could vanish at any moment. Nothing of the sort happened and he retreated to his room to mull over what was happening.

Everything was normal as ever except for the fact that she was in the house and everyone else thought it was perfectly natural and it wasnt as if she was there for the first time… they knew each other. And he dint have a single clue how this had all come about. During breakfast he could not help notice that she was also stealing glances at him… and whenever she looked at him there was something special in her eyes… he could feel it.

She was a point of interest for him to put it rather mildly and his first and only love till that point in his life to put it more truthfully. At least he remembered that. He could still remember, the day when he had first seen her and the way his heart skipped a beat when he saw her smile…that beautiful smile… every time she passed by with her friends he would lose track of what he was doing and would snap back to reality once she was out of sight. He would lay awake at night for hours thinking about her But that all seemed so long ago. He soon found out that she was the same year as he was and studying computer science. He never wasted an opportunity to pass by that class. Initially he used to take great care to make sure that she dint catch him gawking at her but as time went on he felt that he should let her know that he … well, was interested in her. She caught him, rather he allowed her to catch him looking at her one day. He caught her eyes and held the eye contact for a couple of seconds before she broke it. It was the sweetest thing. At least she would now know that such a person existed. Before long he got introduced to her by a friend of his who was her class mate. She was just as gentle and sweet as he imagined her to be, maybe even sweeter. The eye contacts which caused sparks in his heart became more common and actual hopes of getting to know her more and even striking up a relationship with her came alive. That is as far as his mind would go. No further. He hadn’t mentioned his interest in her to anyone. Maybe some of his friends may have guessed but he had never admitted to it. And he now wakes up one fine day to find her in his room with his coffee in her hand. Something must have happened. He pinched himself hard and to his relief he experienced pain. But he still couldn’t make head or tail of what was going on…..

***To the notice of fellow bloggers- This is not part of the chain story doing the rounds now. The rights to edit and complete this story remains with the author and J.R.R Tolkien only...

***If yo think the name given to this story is not apt please bear with me... It is just an effort by the author to arrive with a "Bang!" as promised...