The Guy Next Door

Hi! Who am I? I am the guy next door. I may be you and this could be your story. I am the lead character of this story and why not my personality resembles to that of an actor but people hardly realize it. According to Mom, oil on my face is enough to cook two meals. You ask my neighbours they have nothing to talk about, besides my pimples. Yes, I know that it has outgrown in number but I am working to lessen it. Sunny feels that I should have a little more height but who will explain it to him that great people of this country like Sachin Tendulkar, Aamir Khan lack height. Forget it; I know they just envy my looks. There are people, who speak nice things about me- my friend Shikha who likes my smile and likes the way I tackle problems. I sometimes feel to make her stand in front of my father who always despairs for my future. I don't know why he is so convinced that I am and always will be a loser in life. A big LOSER! I think he is just prejudiced. It's ok, I mean who doesn't score less in these stupid school exams but people shouldn't forget that I have been promoted to standard tenth. Hey wait, this story is not about my struggle in standard tenth, but about me and Riya. Yes, Riya- a girl whose presence makes my heart beat faster, my eyelids refuse to blink and all my worries commit suicide. Even her thought makes me feel on cloud ninety nine! She has been my classmate since the last four years, but up till now I haven't spoken to her. And here I am, last year in the school. Got to do something. Do pray for me!