It was before the college function. I was editing the contents for the magazine when I found a piece of short prose written by one of my friends. That's where I saw her name "Aseema". After going through the prose I instantly went to his room.

"Who is this girl?" I asked.
"Which girl? What are you talking about?" My friend's sudden response.
"Oh, As if you don't know. The girl who, you have written about in your prose or story, whatever."
" How do you know it's real? It can be a fiction."
"Don't lie to me. Now tell me about her."

He started narrating her story, most of it in detail. And that's when I fell for her. Was it love at first sight? Or just a sympathetic attraction? That's where I did my first mistake by assuming it's not.

To be continued...

- The Oblivious Bawarchi