PROLOGUE

This is the beginning of my first fiction. My passion for words drove me to write something that is worth reading. I don’t know how many days or months I would take to complete this story. I don’t even know if I would complete this. But just in case I complete it, I hope to make it as entertaining as possible. If you are looking for a message here, I advise you not to read further. LOL! As I said, it is purely entertaining and also gives some facts on guys who are neither wholly handsome nor ugly either. So now you would have got an idea of what this story could probably be about. Yes! It is about a guy who struggles to face reality of achieving success in whatever he does. But ultimately ends up as nothing. He was named as Sathya. 'Sathya' meant 'truth'. He lived up to his name until he was ignorant of the outside world. That was how he was brought up.
An innocent and ignorant fellow until he entered college. His school life was promisingly good and he lived it as a shy but also a smart guy. He wasn't the best. Though usually all books have 'the best' as a protagonist, this will be quite different.

Well! I guess I'll come to what you'll come across in this story. While it is easy for any guy to get his love or to win his love, this guy, Sathya, was finding it too hard to find his love. In his quest of falling in love, the ignorant fellow comes across the term 'girlfriend' which puts him in a lot of confusion. You might as well laugh when you read that line. Any random guy would know what the term 'girlfriend' meant. But still everyone have their own definition. That’s all I can tell you for now. Read ahead!

(Just to make sure that you stay glued on, I have given a few lines from the midst of the story. *wink*)

                She was holding my guitar and sweeping the thumb across the strings as if she was strumming her favorite tune.

"Wow! Is that your favorite tune?" I said, in a sarcastic way.

"Hey! How'd you know?" Sneha said, without noticing my sarcasm.

"Well! I just made a wild guess. All I could hear is 'ting-ting-ting-tong' which makes absolutely no sense", I said, laughing at my own joke.

"Hey…." she said and playfully punched my arm.

The breeze this night is very chill. I would probably be sick the next day if I sit near the window and so dint let Sneha to sit there either. The train was coming to a halt now. The already less-crowded train became almost empty in the Perungudi station. In the next station, we would get down.

As the train started and gained some speed, I packed my guitar.

"I wish we had won it Sathya". She said.

"Yeah yeah! But still we managed a second place" I said, getting up from my seat.

"Hmmm you are right. But …"

"Chuck the prize money. I am more than happy to have you in the band". I was smiling as I said it.

She smiled back and said, "That’s sweet of you, Sathya. But I've been wondering how you knew that I am a singer. You got into touch with me only a month back, which is almost three years since we were in school". She was clenching on to the bar at the train compartment entrance. The train was slowing down near its last station.

I just smiled back to her statements. "Come one! Let's get down while the train is… ". Before I could complete, she was already out of the train. I had to jump immediately to balance as she was holding me too. I was staring at her for her unannounced jump.

"Oh my God! Are you alright? Sorry about that". She said, giving all three relevant expressions at the same time.

"It's ok! It's ok. Let's get out of here. A cop is walking towards us".

She turned to see him and then we ran, for heaven's sake, out of the station and out of his sight. We stopped near our vehicles in the parking lot. She was breathing faster because of the run.

"That compensated for the exercise I missed today morning". I said, huffing and puffing after the run.

Sneha looked flabbergasted and started hitting me with her purse. "Idiot! I thought that cop was really onto us".

 "Ha ha got you!" I said trying to block her hits.

Then I held her hands and said, "You know what, Sneha? I have crush on you. I have always had a crush on you ever since I saw you in school. Now it's been three years from then, and I don’t see any change, apart from the fact that you have become a little plump". I winked as I confessed.

Her expression changed from shock to embarrassment. I could see her cheeks redden even in the dim street lights. I was still holding her hands.

"I really don’t know what to say, Sathya". She said not trying to take her hand away. She was looking into my eye. I was too.

With a slight smile she said, "You are really a nice guy, Sathya".

Slowly I moved closer to her and the next instant I was having my first kiss.

To my surprise, she was kissing me back too, but kept her eyes closed, still holding on to my hands. The ten count long kiss made my day. Actually it's made my life.

Then suddenly she moved back. "Oh my god! What have I done?!" She said, more to herself than to me, covering her face with her hands.

"I'm sorry, Sneha! I didn’t mean to…" But before I could complete, I was standing there alone, watching her drive away in her Pep with tears in her eyes.