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I was always a celebrity there.,
swimming silently in superiority,sufficiency and swere..,
Less versatile and least friends in the circles.,
Afterall a rabbit is incomparable to the company of turtles..,
Everytime I headed my school in each occasion.,
As a rigid personality I had and perfect at verbal communication..,
I passed my standard seven.,
and just entered the eighth.,
When she got admissioned to.,
our company of classmates..,
A typical Indian girl with bagged shoulders.,
and hesitated steps.,
Expressionless face and natural looking.,
eyes with mountain depth..,
Her innocence will make you all her fan.,
Among the teachers too her praises increased and my selfness outran..,
My mother.,our history teacher,
Always compared both of us.,
I lose and she was all time winner..,
Slowly I developed desirous to her.,
and did not help her in any matter..,
In spite of it she would never fear.,
and attained to a scholar within an year..

The months crossed.,years passed.,
She became prominent.,and my glory last,
I would always laugh at and tease her.,
On each of her single non guilty err..,
She would turn to me red.,
And always I ached her head.,
We always argued at some basic terminology.,
She would escape her with an innocent apology..,
I would search for a single way,
to make her feel low.,
and lost my peace and rest,
in this very woe.
In sleep too I would.,
dream to whatever bad I could.,

Slowly I determined that.,not only my mind,she had defeated my heart too.,
Waited for her arrival,observed her and to face her,I would search a clue.
Started staring without being  unpaused.,
My attention attracted each time she drawed..
Just to feel in relief.,she always found me as a stranger.,
Her silence and half second glance,served me as ginger..

Now I felt regret,
For the friendship which we never had.,
My heart turned out to a sore.,
and I was unable to handle it anymore..,
I decided to tell her,
and rest to her decision whatever.,
The day we all were about to last meet.,
I practiced it a lot and there was about to repeat.,
She arrived again in the same hesitated and tied steps
I was approaching to her and could clear all her percepts..
She..,only three steps far from me.,
A boy ran to her hurriedly.,
Offered her his rose,
And smiling she accepted his propose...
My heart pumped out the pain.,
And this choked  all my vein.,
In spite of this thunderbolt I wished her and her lover.,
Afterall I may not be one of her company but yes her five year old known stranger..
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