I
was a good student. I did manage all the subjects alone but mathematics in
class 9. Taking private tuition was very common by that time. However, my
family wasn’t wealthy enough to support my two/three tutors cost. Therefore, I
enrolled myself in a coaching centre as this was the cheapest mode of taking
some care at that time. The math teacher was awesome and only for him that
coaching centre run. So, my purpose served.
The
girl… I used to see her on breaks. She was confused where to take tuition. I
suggested joining my one. Of course, she wasn’t convinced. But, you know, path
opens automatically. Her best friend (till then) joined the coaching and thus,
she did.
Now,
I could observe her quite closely. She didn’t have too many friends, was a bit
silent type and used to come and go on a van. Sometimes, her aunt also came to
pick her up. Her best friend didn’t seem to me the best one; very often I saw
the other girl hanging with others. May be, her loneliness provided me an
opportunity to talk to her (of course, I was an opportunity seeker). I came to
know about herself, her family. The approach and process was very friendly,
casual and comfortable. That’s why she was easy to talk to me, I guess. We
started sitting in the same bench. Everything of her impressed me but I am sure
it was not infatuation. Her personality,
her thoughts, her dignified attitudes; I became a big fan of her. You may
notice, I’m mentioning her personality and sense of dignity every time, because
there was a feeling inside me that I lack these two qualities. She started
mentoring me, immediately I accept it. She was like shaping me…I strongly felt
something inside me, must be more than friendship but she never, ever expresses
a single thing that could take me one step forward. Overwhelmed friendship but
nothing more. Oh God!!! I clearly knew, I was sinking…
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