It was like a magical spell or some voodoo work. I was consumed by an irresistible form of bond, a bond so strong that i just could not think of anything except her. She was all i cared about. She was the one i needed and longed for. I can say that, i was literally spell bound by her smile and by her charm. Even though she was not the most beautiful or the most elegant beauty I had seen or had a crush on. But not a single girl from my other book Love Notes and Secret Glances can match up with her. She was above everyone else, no other girl was able to get my heart going as she did. And that is the reason there is a separate book, written just for her. She holds her rightful place in my heart. She was a beauty without question and without doubt. Love knows no bounds, and she was no exception. 

On one ordinary sunday morning, which is the first week of the class. I was late, and as I opened the laggy door hinge that was making the cranking noise. I disturbed everyone, and unfortunately, even though i did not want to trouble anyone, i accidentally did and in doing so got everyone's attention. Everyone was staring at me, and there once again my eyes met her, as she waved me in a kind gesture, and i just nodded my head. There were some 50 to 60 students in the class, and amidst the crowd she was standing out, she looked vibrant and radiant.

She was wearing a dark green salwar kameez, which was hand printed with floral patterns and designs that actually met with her vive. It was strong, bold, and confident. The way the green patterns of the embroidery intertwined with the fabric seemed like a piece of art. It was simply bringing her beauty in light. She tied a ribbon on her hairs and it looked like a sweet pony tail. And when she finally opened it and let her hair out, my god! what a scene it was, her hair slowly getting free from the bonds bouncibv in her shoulder. She was looking absolutely stunning and gorgeous in that dress. She never had such a bold and confident attitude before. She was utterly flawless, as if she had been reborn. 

As i was witnessing this scenario, my heart skipped a beat as I gazed at her, unable to take my eyes off her. The magic engulfed me from mind to soul. Throughout the whole class, all of my attention remained fixed on her, as i was observing the flawless beauty of her soul. She had worn a traditional dress that showed her down to earth personality. A simple green embroidered piece of cloth glorified her individuality and personality. Most of the girls would rather choose a more modern attire, while she chose to be herself, ahe choose to show what she is. While other girls are drawn to flashy garments and expensive accessories, she found her connection within the simplicity of a traditional attire. 

It is perhaps her simplicity that made me fall in love with her. It was so strong that I could find happiness even in the most uncertain and tough situations. She was the light bringer in my life. She looked so flawless that I wanted to talk to her right then and tell her how beautiful and gorgeous she was looking in that green dress, but I was too afraid to tell her directly. Moreover, there was a question of discomfort and a sense of misunderstanding that could likely mean an end to the journey. I was awed by her simple, yet gorgeous look, and for me the whole class went into silent. I could not think or feel anyone in the class, except for her. It was as if, only i and her were in the class, while she watched the teacher doing his maths, i was watching her. Thinking what an amazing soul, the god made. 

The class was off 2 hours long and as the class finished, everyone walked out of the class. I was at the back seat, so i came out later and slowly left the class while she was talking with her friends just outside the school gate. Her elegance and her captivating beauty turned the whole universe into a disco, at it was a set of a bollywood movie. And i do not know if i was over imagining or not, but whenever i would see her, i would feel a slow paced music playing behind me, like those old bollywood movies. Every single movement she made, it showed her grace and charming personality.

I just could not help myself being captivated by her elegance. As I walked away from her, my mind was filled with uncertainty and questions about my lack of motive and lack of willpower. I was consumed by my inner thoughts. My mind spoke to me, asking me a question , Should I have mustered the courage to speak up to her? Would she have appreciated my words, or would they have caused discomfort? I could not help but replay the moments in my mind over and over again. Each time I relived the moments in my mind, i felt as if I had missed a great opportunity.

I was afraid that I may have missed my opportunity and my mind raced with a sense of anxiety and fear. And then I realised I could just send her a text message. Nervously, I took out my phone and tried to compose a message, but i had to be clear and careful in my chosen words. Hoping to convey the genuine sincerity behind my feelings, I put out a simple greeting asking, followed by my feelings regarding seeing her on that elegant green salwar kameez. My whole hand and fingers were shaking like crazy as I was typing the message out. I would take breaks, trying to select the perfect words. And then I wrote a message, consisting of a few words. It was written in a formal way that should probably not upset her.

"Hi there, how are you?

 I just wanted to take a moment and appreciate how you looked absolutely stunning today in that side-cut, elegant salwar kameez. The way the green embroidered kameez complemented your natural beauty was truly mesmerizing. You looked gorgeous and beautiful in that dress. I could not help but be captivated by your elegance."

As I pressed down the send button, my heart raced, and I anxiously waited for her response. A mix of fear and anxiety filled my heart. I could not help but have a second-guess at my decision. Should i really have to say that to her? Will she be angry about it? 

It was only a few minutes as i sent her the message. However, every passing minute felt like an hour. It was a great example of Einsteins theory of relativity. It felt like a long wait until a message notification finally appeared on my phone. The mere sound of that bell notification drove me down like a deer escaping a tiger, or should I say a tigress. My hands were sweating profusely, and I was shaking. I opened the message, and to my delight, she actually saw it and responded. "Thank you."

Her response eased my worries, and a smile crept across my face. I felt a sense of utter satisfaction and happiness, knowing that my words had been well-received. It was a small victory, but it meant the world to me.