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Chapter 1 : - The Commencement
I pushed my hair to one side taking a long breath. Interviews did not go well with me. This was the interview for a secretary at a law firm. The last thing on earth I would do. But this is what love makes you do. It wasn't my interest in law or the firm or the job profile I was applying for, that brought me here. It was HIM. Three years back I first saw him. It was my second year at college and his final. He was a law student and I was into the MBA. Two different worlds.
But it's said if it is meant to be, it finds a way.
And I believe if one wants something one must try till there is no option remaining. Hopeless romantic that I was I had slowly convinced myself for it. To let my first ever crush become my first and last love. I had no clue how I would go about it. I did not want to look like a despo to him. He was handsome, rich, dark-eyed, tall, in short the perfect guy out from a cliché love story. He did have a temper and a laugh any girl would fall for. In other words falling for him was inevitable.
The university I went to offered a wide variety of courses- law, engineering, management and business administration. There were many clubs and associations at college. The boring ones were Debating and Model United Nations -MUN is what they popularly called it. Now there were these mock conferences that happened at intra-college and inter college level. I happened that I volunteered for one such model united nation conference. Well, that day the only thought on my head was bunking classes plus that certificate which would look pretty in my job application file.
I knew I had landed myself in the most boring place. These law students were at an altogether different level of passion for subject and debating. I hoped to survive by searching. Right, searching for that one face. That one face – I could proudly say I had a crush on. Almost two years at college were at an end and I still did not have that one crush! No crushes in life? What stories would I tell my future kids? Depressing thought. It was a five day long conference hopefully at the end of five days I would be happier. After all there were guys from so many different colleges all over India.
