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The English Student

The clock struck 10. It was time for my class. I picked up my books and entered my most favorite class in this school, and my eyes, by default started scanning for her. She wasn't in her usual place, which means she wasn't present.

She was one of the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Unfortunately, she had to be my student. But, that never stopped me from looking over at her whenever I had the chance or to do her few favors, because without doubt she was my favorite student.

My high hopes came crashing down and I wondered if my morning shave had all gone for a toss, when I heard a faint, "May I come in Sir?".
I turned around and saw her smiling up at me with an apology, I nodded for her to come in, and was happy when she couldn't take her eyes off me.

Certainly, I was no Leonardo Di Caprio or Brad Pitt, but I was nevertheless handsome, especially when I shaved. Her eyes wavered around my clean face for a while before she turned away to gossip with her friends. With a huge satisfaction and a smug look on my face I turned to the board. Surely, A teacher student relationship will never work out, but that doesn't mean we can't exchange those rare moments of eyes meeting, a gleeful smile and a heartfelt connection.

My morning tryst with my shaving blade had finally paid off. My clean shaven look bowled her over.
This post is a part of the Protest Against Smelly Stubble Activity in association with BlogAdda

In reply to the tag by: Ritesh @ Some Bedtime Stories 

I tag Ritesh

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YOU


You,
You drive me insane
I wait here for you
But all in vain

You,
You make my heart beat fast
Do you even know it?
Would this last?

You,
You give me butterflies in my tummy
Do you know I exist?
Or am I a dummy?

You,
You make me cry
Yet, for you I’d do anything
Even wait here till the earth is dry

You,
Do I tell you I love you?
Or just wait here,
Till you get a view.

You,
Why did you make me fall?
When you never intended to catch?
I wish to pick a brawl.

You,
Please take a knife and stab me,
My heart doesn’t care about anything but you,
So, at least set it free.

You,
I will love you till I die,
Allow me to be there for you,
And never ask me why.

You,
Being with you is all I need.
This is why I was born.
This is my deed.

You,
Let me be a friend,
I promise you I’ll stay so,
Till the end.

You,
Just let me love you with all my heart,
I swear to keep you happy,
And sadness will be apart.

You,
I love you
I love you
I love you


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