July (Short Story)
In a corner of the college library, a Data Structures Schaum's Series book was opened and was staring at the ceiling for long time. I was sitting next, seriously drawing something on a paper. "Beautiful eyes”, Shilpa exclaimed. Looking at my drawing, she asked silently, “Whom are you drawing?” I was bit surprised as I didn’t see her coming. “No one in particular”, I said. After finishing my serious work I asked, "Teacher has not come yet"? "She is on half-day leave. Nobody is in the class”. “Then I think I should be going. You are not going home"? "Yeah, in the evening. By college bus", she said, and resumed reading a giant book, as I left the library. I have been waiting for a chance to go out early. I caught a transport bus which was going to Thampanoor. It wasn't crowded. I got myself a comfortable window seat. I looked at my drawing again and closed my eyes, feeling the wind. "Beautiful eyes," I recalled Shilpa...
