Is Voldemort able to access my dreams?

I am back to school. Not quite literally, the place is completely new but the people, they are very much familiar. I ask couple of people the right way to canteen. I spot Neel, Preet, Kunal and Hardik and I start feeling great. The atmosphere is so warm and amazing with everyone laughing and I feel like I literally am back to school at the age of 21. Feels weird but so relaxed. Its lunch hour and we start opening tiffin-boxes like good old days. Someone bought idli, someone rice and so on. We all sit together on the great desk and start eating. As soon as I open my lunch box, its empty, as it used to be (There was a group in my class who used to eat everyone's tiffin and they got mine multiple times without me finding it out) and I laughed at the memory and I suddenly realize, she too must be here....



I start searching her, pushing through the crowd and checking every faces to find the face which I feared to face :P I cannot find her but my eyes rest at a beautiful girl. I don't know her. She is absolutely gorgeous and people are smitten by her very presence. Not just boys. Boys are acting weird, doing all her work and assignments and she makes them do stuff like they were in school especially for her. I figure its futile to impress her and go back to my crew.

Few hours later she spots me teaching scooter to a friend (kids below 18 ... please don't try and kids above.. do wear helmet). She comes over to me and says she wants to learn scooter too ....Ok. Correction ... she isn't just beautiful.. she is Aphrodite. I somehow manage few words like ,"umm okay .. tomorrow at noon .. yaa. umm .. okay?" She giggles and goes away. Next day I am super nervous. I calm myself down and we meet at a nearby lane which is again unfamiliar but a cool place to learn as streets are bit empty and the lane is narrow with bikes parked on both sides of lane under shadow of palm trees.

I explain her every function and what exactly to do and I am very clear not to disobey me when I give her instructions as I love my two-wheeler and don't want it destroyed. She has a mischievous look in her eyes and suddenly ignites the scooter and tries to accelerate but I am too quick, I hold on to breaks and look at her. She is laughing hard. At that moment, I spot her...

She is riding scooter along with a girl on her back. She is same as ever... my first crush ever.. its like a Karan Johar movie with everything in slow motion and before I can vomit at that thought ... my head clears. This girl whom I am teaching scooter might be very beautiful and might have all boys lurking around her little finger but I am not one of those boys. I just say in deadly cold voice," Get up". I take the scooter from her and leave her there wide eyed with anger.

Next day, I see her entering college with a purpose. I look at her eyes and I know I am a gonner ... She is definitely gonna take revenge... She comes up to me and ...

SWITCH 

Ruchi didi and Rats (Rathin) are having the last two pieces of raspberry syrup chocolate muffin that I saved for me. I am eyeing them... How can they do this? I am their little brother ...

Damn I woke up with 2 incomplete dreams ..

Dedicated to,
my school friends,
Thank You,
From,
Hetansh Shah a.k.a Hetu :]

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