The Last Day

She was new to our school

Bright, happy and full of light

Though not in same class,  she was the person I searched first everyday that did pass

She knew it and marked her presence by her big eyes everytime we crossed paths

Her aura made my music lessons so endearing

That having her around left my friends cheering 

Love for her made me love my school more

My vote for extra classes left my parents in awe to the core

That was our story- routine, sweet but silent

Then came the last day, with my school, with her around

As I emptied my locker, I realised.. to her it belonged more

That night she was there amongst her friends wearing pink, like a fairy

One look of her made my heart beat fast and edgy

I waved at her which, among hundred pairs of clapping hands, was acknowledged

She tiptoed to me.. Each step she took felt like bubbles hitting the ground

She uttered my name first time in seven thirty days... the world froze and my body too

Still some drops of sweat hit my forehead

A different kind of chemistry which my teacher never taught

With stammering tongue, I asked her for a walk

She nodded yes while I expected a smack

In the cold December, I felt spring flowers falling all around the corridor

which was empty but I felt protected like never before

We walked in silence yet speaking volumes

As I touched her finger, a current passed across me 

A different kind of physics, we were never told about

Her smile to my proposal, made blood rush to my cheeks and my heart for a run

Again a different kind of biology, we were not aware of

She was that new girl in school

whom I searched first everyday that did pass

Bright, happy.. in the darkest hour of that night 

She filled my life with forever light