That was my last day at school and I was eagerly waiting for her.There were many things that I wanted to say since the day when I saw her first in my maths class .I can hardly forget that maths class.I was late as usual and while entering the room, I saw a new girl sitting on the first bench and biting her pencil. She was stupendously beautiful but rather confused and I was not surprised to know that the reason behind that look was my first love,,,maths. Non linear equations are not that difficult you know but how can you be good at something which you don't like at all. She threw me an absurd look and I sat behind her laughing at the poor beauty queen. I wasn't going to help her in any way but I simply wrote down the solution on a paper with a note " God helps in mysterious ways :)" and threw it on her desk. She opened it at once and copied the whole solution so fast like she was already waiting for the help from the God. She didn't even look back and left the class immediately after madam. Now that was not seriously expected from the other side. Was she stupid enough to believe in that note or she was fooling me by not giving the desired response. How could God take the credit for my mathematics ? So the next thing I did was totally human. I told the teacher about that brilliant talent of cheating on the first bench of the class. She was insulted and punished with the whole exercise 10 times and I was enjoying the ' favorite of all' feeling in the staff room.
Next day, she came with the whole work done in her copy and the teacher appreciated her for the impressive class performance.After the class I was also thanked by her for my 'generous help'. I felt something like shame inside me and I used the word which I used to hate the most , "Sorry". She smiled at me and looked into my eyes.Then something drove my hand out of my pocket and surprisingly I said the second most hated word to her, "Friends" . The proposal was accepted instantly. I lost my idiotic attitude before the humbleness of her but I got a FRIEND .
Now skipping the part of laughters, fights, mocking teachers, bunking classes for movies and finding the best friend in that girl, I come directly to the day where I started.
I was leaving the school next day and I was so attached that I never wanted to loose her at any cost. And then she came in the classroom looking directly at me with the same expression she had on our first day of friendship.You can read the expectations in a girl's eyes. She sat behind me. I was nervous, scared and nearly jumped out of chair when a piece of paper hit my head. I opened it and it was like
" i no u r leavng 2mrw. do u finly wnna say smthng 2 me ;-)".
No need to say that I was shocked, stunned with the state of amazement. Was she thinking the same or I was reading the same I think. I didn't have the slightest idea of the consequences for that act but I mustered up all my courage, took the pencil out of the box and wrote,
" I AM LUCKY TO HAVE A FRIEND LIKE U".
Well, that was all the courage I had in me and I passed the paper to her. It took negligible time to hit me again like a tiny little love bomb. I bent down to pick it up and I saw her walking out of the class with tears in her eyes. What happened? Was i so rude to her in that reply ? I opened it again and found something written in her handwriting on the back of the letter
" NO i dnt knw . i am not gud at ur stupid maths".
Now who the heck was talking about maths that time. I turned over the paper and it scared the hell out of me. There was something like a arithmetic expression written after my message in my own handwriting
" I AM LUCKY TO HAVE A FRIEND LIKE U"
but do u know wat z d vlue f 1+(9-2*3)+6+3+(9-1*3)+ (9-2*1)
I got the secret at once but who the hell was trying to help me. How could it be possible first of all?How could someone copy my cacographic handwriting. I spent the whole day looking at that occult piece of paper but i couldn't come up with any logical reason.Then with a high amount of dissatisfaction I left the mystery with its owner. " God helps in mysterious ways" , Though it does not work always. My game with God was settled. The only thing I felt sorry for was those tears for an unworthy person.Probably, I broke her heart but my first love was not ready to leave me soon and so was I.I never saw her after that day. She was too beautiful to learn mathematics and I was so foolish that I couldn't tell her the meaning of those stupid numbers.
