akanksha's crapland

i met him at da bus stand every day.actually "I" met him.white shirt,old jeans,flying hair and all...like most of da guyzz.but he was different,or i thought so.he had brilliant blue eyes;that never met mine.i would stand next to him deliberately to start a convo,but he never saw me.wen i couldnt bear it more...next day i dressed my best and sprayed da latest Chanel,"lets have a last chance.''wid a little pride i stood pretending ignorance."hmmm,CHANEL,where did u get it miss?"i was dumbstruck!his first words to me were abt my perfume,wen i dressed so carefully everyday??i found wat he said a poor start."ya,its Chanel".i looked up to answer but he looked the other way,then turned wen he heard my voice.''oh,sry im blind actually.''he said it as casually as if abt the weather!no wonder he never saw me.and i thought those dreamy eyes were of a cute budding artist or something,who was getting new ideas.pity he cant see how perfect God had made him."i feel someone staring at me everyday here;hi,im varun."thank god he didnt see me blush.just then my bus came and i rushed without answering.the thought never left my mind...those blue eyes r blind.well,i was right-he Was different alrite??:SAPNA BHAVNANI