His first Proposal

Neil swallowed hard as he tried to remember the line he had been rehearsing for the last 3 days. He was about 2 metres away from the girl who was about to become the recipient of his proposal. His entire courtship flashed before his eyes. He remembered the first time he had seen her board his bus 6 months ago. He remembered seeing her again in his college canteen and the happiness he experienced when he found out that she was from his college. Bumping into her on his morning jog was a joy so profound that he ran an extra kilometer that day at full steam almost resulting in him blacking out. From then on it was a courtship that even Sherlock Holmes would have been proud of. Tailing her on the bus home, sitting across her table in the canteen trying to listen hard to her voice while pretending to analyse a samosa on his plate, discreet questions to friends who knew friends who knew friends who knew her. Imagine his joy when he found out that she had broken up with her boyfriend about a year back. The two left legged Neil started dancing with a vengeance when he realized that Shobana loved to go to the disc. He even managed to brush past her a few times and his heart almost melted when she met his glance and smiled at him one Saturday night.
In 6 months time Neil had come to the inevitable conclusion that Shobana was the one the good lord had made for him.
The whole world had faded into oblivion for the last 3 days as he contemplated his monumental proposal. The English language had never been more frustrating for Neil as he mentally rejected over a 1000 approaches to tell Shobana that she was the one. From the casual approach – “Hey babes, I have been noticing you over the last few weeks and you look really interesting, you wanna grab a cup of coffee sometime?”, to the intense approach – “Shobana I believe that god made one person for everyone and I am fortunate to realise that you are the one for me?” to the corny approach “Was your father a thief? Coz he stole the stars and put them in your eyes”.
As he raised his hand to tap her shoulder, every other person in that bus stand ceased to exist. His heart was louder that the backfire of a 1950 fiat. His mind was screaming for his legs to turn around and bolt. When his sweaty palm was 2 inches away from her shoulder she suddenly turned around to see if her bus was coming down the road and her beautiful hazel retina met his outstretched index finger. A shriek escaped her lips as she dropped her bag in pain. Before Neil could offer an apology of any kind, Shobana’s mesmerizing vocals had called Neil everything from a moron to a behn****. Neil stood dumbstruck, still with his outstretched hand hanging in the air. The volley of abuses continued with Shobana finally signing off with “What the F*** did you want anyway?”. Neil putting his hand down said “ I just wanted to tell you that you are the biggest bitch I have ever seen”.
Aah the vaagaries of teenage love.....