A girl with blue bottle pt 2

 The time is 4:00 pm. We reached the hostel. I just saw this gorgeous girl and can't stop thinking about her. Who is she? What is she doing here? Why didn't I see her before? Where have you been the whole time? Questions sprinted on my mind. I know I need to find the answers. But how? Tea was waiting for me. Headed to mess and a friend offered a sip from his cup. My human brain was still thinking about the girl I saw. Impatient to know the details of her. I couldn't keep it myself. Opened to a friend whom I consider my best friend for life. He's good at this stuff. he saved my life. She's studying BHMS he told. I asked what? BHMS. I repeated the question. he explained to me as a professor does. Got it, BHMS means Bachelors in Homeo medicine. But I wanted something else. He knew what I was looking for. Showed me an Instagram page of BHMS students. showed me a group picture and asked to find the girl I saw on the bus.it was the easiest task I ever appointed to do. There's no forgetting the face I saw 10 minutes earlier. even I was sure I could recall that face after 100 years. "Here she is" I screamed. 'Okay Romeo, relax let me see. That was an indirect order to keep quiet and behave normally. I Listened to him as a puppy listens to its mother. I repeat he is good at this stuff and he proved that again. He found her name and even from where she is from? My questions are finally been answered. After all, the earth is small and nothing is complicated as it seems. My self-respect didn't let me send her a request on Instagram. I mean she doesn't even know I exist. She has never seen me in her life. She might have a bf. I asked questions to myself. What If she is been loved by another person. The theory of "every pretty girl might have a bf or a lot of them" started to ring in my ears. I ignored the reality and focused on the fantasy of meeting her talking to her, making love with her. But it didn't last. My friend who just saved my life with the most precious information called me to follow him to the soccer ground. Grabbed my boots and rushed to the ground. Right before I leave my door, went inside to check my phone again. Yes, I haven't sent a request. And yet she doesn't know there's a guy who fell in love with her after catching sight of her drinking water in a blue bottle. I had to go. The match is about to start. until then bye....

It's 7:30. We are on our way back to the hostel after the game. I know I can't sleep tonight. I've read in books, love comes surprisingly. It affects your sleep. Breaks the cycle and never let you sleep in peace. I have experienced it. Although only 5 hours left to go back to the place where I could meet her again. Sun has risen. The night is gone all along with my sleep. I'm into a new day with a lot of positivity. My sleepy eyes searched for her in every pathway. I wish human eyes had something to detect a person from a distance whom we wish to see near. But It's just some unreal stuff I can't wait for technology to grow up until they find something like that. I continued my search with my naked sleepy eyes. It hits every bricks and faces except the face I wanted to. I've been defeated. But not ready to give up. To active my sleepy eyes I need a coffee. When you say coffee there's only one place you could go to. The "COLLEGE CANTEEN".yes It had to be there like in movies. I met her again in a very old fashioned way. Talking to her friends her lips were sipped by a cup. I felt I won the world cup. More like I've been the best player of the tournament. That day I realized loving a person in their absence is simpler than their present. I know I love her with my heart still I'm not ready. I had to wait. Wait for a perfect moment that happens only in fantasies and movies. Now I know her name, address and precisely everything related to her. Distant or

 personal. I already have an answer for every question related to her. But I'm I ready for this? Is this the right time ? A question I hope to resolve shortly.