yours surprisingly....

A pink envelope was waiting for her on her desk. And she had no idea that it was waiting to make her happy. The first thing she noticed was the carefully drawn handwriting, mistakes carefully erased with a scale straight lines, sentences from the text book with Japanese words here and there and most importantly an interesting purple ink (kept thinking about how smoothly the ink must have glided on the paper and felt greedy at once. Little did she know that the person sitting up there happened to say “tathastu” at that very moment!!!?)
But she could not read the Chinese characters dancing in front of her eyes. So she showed it to someone she trusted. The seismic fits of laughter continued for a while and she kept smiling stupidly, wondering if she could think of a better way to react. She was asked “Can you smell the letter?” Oh! She thought letters are just to be read...she smelt curiosity, attraction, anxiety…and of course a floral perfume… the seemingly “I-am-curious about India” letter actually meant “I-am-curious-about you” she always had a doubt whether she will ever be interesting…whether she will ever be able to arouse curiosity in people…but unknown to herself she did…
Now the chance meetings in the corridor have become interesting, every day is no longer everyday as she waits if there is still more surprises waiting for her…!!!