Asta William

The next day me and Sheldon met as usual. I wanted to know about my past and Sheldon told me that he would share about it with me. So I went to Sheldon's flat as usual. I prepared breakfast for both of us and we had. Sheldon did not say anything. I forced him to share and finally he gave in and started telling our story.

5 years before:

I used to come to Emma's home frequently. One day evening I just came as usual and I was knocking on Emma's door. Suddenly the opposite portion door opened. I just turned to see who was that and that was the first time I met you. That was the first time Sheldon Jacob met Asta William. You looked into my eyes and I really didn't know what I felt that time. But it was like some spark. You didn't say anything and you just shut the door off and went inside. I thought of knocking your door but I did not know who was there with you and how would you react. I was standing there for some more time and finally I decided to leave. I just left.

The next day I came to your apartment not to meet Emma. But to meet you. But unfortunately I was not able to meet you. It became my habit for the entire summer vacation. Everyday I came and went with disappointment. Emma did not know why I visited her every day. She thought I missed her. But the truth was I wanted to meet you.

Then our PUC classes started and half of my high school friends joined with me. We formed a gang in school and we were the biggest gang of PUC first year class.

I wanted to meet you that day. So I thought I would drop Emma to her home and I would meet you if it was possible. But Emma didn't allow me. She said her dad would pick her up and it was not required for me to drop her. I was very disappointed and went home.

The next day, because of my friends the entire school got to know that I was a singer and a guitarist. So my Seniors wanted me to sing a song. I didn't want to do it. But I didn't have another option. So I was signing my favorite song. My eyes were closed and I was dragged into that music and I forgot my surroundings and completely concentrated on my song. When I opened my eyes you were standing straight opposite to me. I was astonished and I did not know how to explain that feeling. It was like when you opened box and it had thousands of butterflies in it. All butterflies started to fly and some were sitting on you and kissing you. You came to me and said that song was really good and you liked it.

That was the first time I was really proud of my voice and singing skill. I thanked myself for learning it. I spent so many years for learning. I got paid for my hard work.

Then our teacher came and introduced you to the entire class. She told that you were from Delhi and few days back you shifted here. From that day itself I started following you. But no one knew that. No one found out. I used to come early to class just because you were coming early.

I wanted to talk to you. But you were always silent and you never talk to anyone.

It was going like this till the day you came and spoke to me. I really had no idea how it happened. You came and asked me to teach you guitar. I was very pleased. I didn't want to miss this opportunity to spend time with you. So I started getting my guitar to classes.

I never allowed anyone to touch it. Even my dad who paid his hard earned money for it. But you had the privilege to use it even though I knew that you did not know how to play it.

We started our first guitar class. First time itself I got to know that your actual interest was not on guitar but on me. I was so pleased to know that even you were interested in me.

Our friendship became strong. Actually it was not only friendship. It was beyond that.

I started feeling something else for you. I wanted to kiss you. I wanted to hug you. But I was not aware whether it was possible or not. When you were playing some note on my guitar. I could not resist myself from looking at you. I tried a lot to divert my gaze. But I was not able to. When you looked at me. You just smiled and asked, "Do you wanna kiss me?"

I was actually dumbfounded. I didn't know what do say. I was simply staring at your face. Then you said, "I really want to kiss you. Can you please allow me?" I didn't waste time. I just rushed to you and started kissing you. I kissed on you forehead, cheeks and I wanted to do more. But we were just 16 at that time and I knew it was not right.