The Mistaken-Impression

Shurvi was a silent and "not-so friendly" type girl. She had very less male friends and even if she hav them, she would never go in night walks or spend any alone time with any of her male friends though she wasnt the same with her female friends. With her silence and introvert nature she had her big specs which would scan every man and the only result she might receive, according to me, is that He is a pervert and must be after all what the manhood of a man has been proven, by some of the evil headed men of the society we live in, it has made other men too to be accussed with a pervert tag.

Shurvi would rarely go on any night parties or night outs neither she would drink any kind of alcohol. Even if she go in night parties she would make sure to return back home ASAP.

Once in her way to her home I accompanied her. I was a new-comer in the school and had the same class as of Shurvi. Having very less friends, I would usually try to make friends. Luckily my home was located near Shurvi's home. In that motive of making friends I joined Shurvi and barely knew about her nature. She was walking straight to her home, and i started with a "Hi" (lame right?) and asked her if i can join her. She didnt say anything but her slow pace of walking made me guess that it was a yes. After some awkwards silence and a bit casual talks came her home and i informed her about the farewell party organised at night and insisted her to join the party. I didnt knew of her late night parties avoidals. She answered with a maybe and went to her home.

I found her a nicee girl but not in any bad ways and without thinking much i just entered my house.

With the farewell day coming close, i planned evrry of my stuff i will appear there with, I had my clothes chosen, my looks, and evrything that may affect my impression, afterall I was a new-comer and my first impression really meant a lot.

I reached the location and after couple of small talks with some of my mates I got Shurvi there. She was in a pretty dress which she always would rectify as if she wasnt comfortable with it. I went near her with a surprised simultaneously a happy look and she reacted with a crooked smile. I had a great time with her in the party but who knew if the girl with me felt the same. In my frankness with her I just forgot to consider if she is comfortable or not. But still, at the end it was a late night and we again went together. She would walk in a very frightened tone and every now and then she would care if my hands doesnt touch her's or if I get more close to her. It was a very awkward walk and indeed, why not, the street itself was empty and eerie.

The midway to her home I accidentally slipped and my hands accidently touched her in a shocking and bad way AND!!!! ......

(other half continued in next post)