Banjax novel Chapter 15

Keya Madhavan

"More! lean on more Keya! don't be stiff, relax your body. Be comfortable!" Mrs. Bose yells instructing. Comfortable, the only thing I'm incapable of being the whole morning. I still haven't confessed to him which is making me restless. And to add in it he was pretending to not understand a thing and get my signals. He pretends so well that for a moment I thought he was actually ignorant.

"Let's take a break. She seems to be taking too much at once. And no need of pushing themselves so hard, the farewell is being postponed." Mr. Bose announced making me relax.

"No need to slow the routine pace. It has been postponed for only 2 days, that too because of Chief Guest." Mrs. Bose added making me worked up all again.

2 days? It was just a joke because it won't make any difference. We were already lagging with supporting characters in which the most was Yaksh the one who was playing the role of Gaston.

In beginning, yaksh was doing fine but after the fight, he was so reluctant to act with me it was hard practicing with him a single scene the whole day.

Talking about fight, one of the things which made me fall for him. After the fight yaksh was so adamant about quitting the drama, but to find a candidate like him in the middle of practice was hard. Because Gaston's character wise built should be comparative with the beast. And with Adik's tall but not much muscular built Yaksh was the perfect candidate.

In our class, the number of girls was lesser than half compared to the boys' population. And it was a natural effect to feel attracted to the person with whom you repeatedly meet for years irrespective of the person's character. Just the frequency of encounter and familiarity matters, which explains the mere-exposure effect or familiarity principle.

That was the case here. I wasn't the girl with beauty rare of 100 years. If you compare me with the girls of my class you may find me pretty but I was just the average, ordinary looks. Or should I say I never found myself beautiful and I didn't care?

So it was the 6th day of our practice and we were having our lunch break. I knew for a very long time that Yaksh has a crush on me but he never initiated anything, he just would stare at me like a shooting star.

The purifier was in the opposite hallway of the school from the dance hall. While standing alone tapping my feet on the floor, the bottle was filling under the tap nozzle. When I heard the voice

"Hey!" It was yaksh.

"Hello" I greeted him back.

"D-do you like milk chocolates?" He was stuttering. His whole being was fidgeting and conveying nervousness.

"Huh? Ah, Yeah I do."

"Then....this is for you" he pulled out a powder pink box with a satin ribbon adorning it, from behind and presented it in front of me with his both hands, urging me to accept.

I glanced at him then back at the box. Tips of his ears were red. All over one word for him, Cute.

"But why? What's the occasion?" I asked feeling weird accepting gift for no reason.

"Just.......please have it, I want to gift you" he was speaking like in hurry and being at peak of nervousness.

"Would it be okay if I accept it?" I asked and he nodded frantically.

I took the box from him, I mean why not I like milk chocolates. There is nothing wrong to accept something you like.

"Thank you" I liked the gift.

He glanced at me then gave me a warm smile.

"So how ar-" I was interrupted in between when he approached his hand towards my face and pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

"It was coming in between" he told without being asked, along with my smile.

In a moment a dash of wind went away in front of my face along with someone screaming

"So are you corn nuts!!"

I glanced down to see a shocked Yaksh on the floor with his hand on his cheek and the other side a panting, fuming Adik standing with his fist ready to punch more along with veins popping out being superficial on his neck.

I was dumbfounded, stuck in the movement. While Yaksh got up and threw his share of punches, and that was the start of their bloody fight. They were punching, kicking, rolling on the ground, slamming heads, attacking each other vigorously.

All the while standing there alone, watching them striking each other. The only thoughts that crossed my mind were,

Should I stand and just watch them fighting?

Or should I cheer on either of them?

Or both of them?1