After I returned from my college, I would help my mom in the arrangement of all the furniture, that lay scattered all over the house. We started with the drawing room. It had a railing window in front, which showed us the view of the gate of our house and the garden with beautiful blossom trees. We arranged the sofas and the LCD TV was set too. The next day the connection was set up and my little bro...yes he was still little for me, Shalin had not a minute's relaxation time. He would just stay stuck in the sofa with his brown eyes staring widely at the moving pictures in the TV
My old memoids got fresh when I glided a damp cloth over the glass of the frame---the frame of my late grandpa's photograph.
Shalin and I would never let our grandpa sit ideal. We would enjoy playing the video games in summers when he would visit our house. He would tell us his brave deeds of how he once caught hold of a thief who entered in his house, and how he had once killed a porpoise, and the time when he was a child, and the time when he was a teen, and the time when he was married to my grandma, and the time when our dad and two uncles, and their two sisters were kids.
It was hardly a month after our college had started. I made many female friends, but I was too shy to talk with the boys. We would wander around the college lobby in groups, like a swarm of butterflies. All of my friends were good looking and with nice hearts. We all had trust on each other, but they would all come especially to me when they felt an urgent need to speak up openly.
Aisha was a girl who would tell me about her love. I wondered if anything such as love existed in real world. I did read books where a prince falls in love with some beautiful princess...but I believed it was just fantasy.
Leony was very brave, but often had quarrels with her mom. I would try to make her believe that her mother loved her very much.
Albacore was quite too sensitive like me, and we both would cry together over some emotional matters she shared with me.
It was only me who did not share anything about my feelings with them, perhaps I didn't have anything to tell except for one thing which seemed queer about a boy in the college...
From about a day or two, I had been observing that boy with a peculiar habbit of gazing sometimes at my toes and sometimes at my hands. I asked Leony what his name was.
"Airam...why? Tell me, is he troubling you?", Leony folded the sleeves of her top as she asked me the question.
"Ah, no-no! I asked you just like that... Airal, isn't it?"
"AiraM", she stressed on M.
Oh!! It is my name written from left to right! This is really strange!...I thought.
It became a daily routine of him now, to follow us like a detective. When my eyes caught him following us, he would turn his head towards the notice board or if nothing was around to look at except the the vehicles in the parking lot, he would touch the screen of his mobile, pretending to be busy.
He was no taller than me, no fairer than me and his hair were golden too! His looks made me think that he was my mirror image just except our gender and eyes--- his were brown like my brother's and father's, and mine were green resembling my mother's. This again was very weird. How could a boy resemble me so much? Even Shalin doesn't look so much like me!
Another month passed, and my friends including me became serious about studies. We would spend our time in the college library discussing about assignments and doubts. Airam followed us there too.
"Guys don't you think, Ariam is following us too much these days?", spoke Albacore.
"Its a mere coincidence, I suppose. We should better concentrate on our studies", I tried to make their minds wander off from Ariam, because I knew Leony would speak about the matter to him and I wanted to investigate it myself, for it was clear it revolved around me.