"Gawd!! He does have style...i do think he might like you!" she continued in her drawling tone.
"I mean, anyone who can write such a beautiful proposal about you, must think about you a lot.Waise bhi, i heard he wrote it impromptu...that sure as hell seems he definitely likes you!!!......" said Sumi as she kept twirling the rose in her hand.
I was enjoying this talk with my roomie, more so as it was about me....even more so that the topic of discussion was the object of our affection-Vinay.The third month of college and things were already turning interesting beyond my imagination. I was far away from home after much persuasion and much stolid farewells from my dad. The first time i attended a co-ed, the first time i ever had a guy writing poems to me at my fresher party....and the first time i was getting swept away by someone so good looking.
"...Hey! that need not mean that he loves you,yaar...he could just be good at this kind of thing...He is chaalu!" chipped in Rohini the wise one. She was elder to us and was pursuing her postgraduation. Pretty, sophisticated and rich..she had attitude. From men to mascara, sex to salvation, flirting to fashion tips..she had all the answers. She was our men's woman; the Oracle from rohtak.
Vinay was the archetypal bad boy, but he had attitude. He was smart and what was more, he didnt hesitate to show that to anyone, who tried to prove him otherwise. The smartest of the lot- poet, dancer,singer, studious,athelete, funny, babe magnet and a pompous prick to the rest of the guys. If he wasnt running out of scrapes, he would wait for his next hapless victim to open his mouth,
