March was fast fading, but spring was in full bloom.
Ishita had spent all morning deciding what to wear for the farewell. She didn’t have anything fancy, and although she liked to dress up and look pretty (which girl doesn’t?), she was not the kind of person to splurge and shop for such simple occasions as farewells… and well, she hadn’t yet opened up out of her shell enough to wear an LBD. So shopping for the occasion wasn’t particularly necessary. In the end, she opted for a lightly embellished, but colourful kurta and patiala pants. A salwar would make her look like a behenji, but a jeans with a top would look too college-casual. No, the kurta was her best option, it looked neat and dressy enough for the event.
As she looked out of the huge french windows that adorned her living room, she began worrying her lower lip. She was excited about being on the brink of turning 20, but at the same time, college was coming to an end far too soon. She would miss her gang of friends very much, had no idea what to do next, and didn’t feel remotely ready for the world. At that lonely moment, her grand dreams seemed far-fetched, not least because she hadn’t clearly defined what the grand dreams were.. she just knew that she wanted them to be grand.
A small *ping* interrupted her musings, alerting her that she had got a notification on Facebook. Wondering if someone had bothered liking her new profile picture after all, she eagerly opened up the notifications tab, only to discover that some guy had liked a picture that she posted 6 months ago, and also commented on it. She didn’t recognise the name of the guy; “Ah well.. must be one of Abby’s friends”, she thought, since the photo in question also included her friend Abby.
The comment said – “Hey sis’, Gud pose, with someone equally as pretty as U!” Oh wow, someone has called her pretty! Ishita’s day was already made.. she didn’t stop to see who was the guy who commented though.. the comment had bad grammar and shortening of words. Such guys simply never kindled her interest. However, a compliment is a compliment, and needs to be acknowledged. She replied a polite “Thanks”, and added a smiley for good measure, hit “Send” and promptly forgot the whole thing.
However, destiny had other plans for her..