Bus Yun Hee...(Just Like That..)

Today, sitting in the class, I wanted to write so much. There were so many subjects that I had thought of, so many experiences to be shared and an innumerable questions that i seek. But something stopped me, something that exists in the realm of realms, hard to define, hard to put into words but very easy to feel.
One moment I was on relationships and the other moment why people are so obsessed by their pasts. I wanted to write on SIMSR and the other on PGPIB class. I wanted to share something that haunts me and the other moment - How I haunt others...
Gradually as the class moved on from principles of warehousing to store management, one of my friend came as a saviour who provided me with an i-pod as I saw other friend of mine gulping the book "THE GOAL" as if asking me about my LAKSHYA in life.
As I was dancing to the beats of Bryan Adams, I surprised myself as much as I did to others by suddenly volunteering to read aloud in the class, without knowing from where I was suppose to carry further. Thank God!! I had a few loving souls around me to provide me with a gush of an air which saved me from the Adams effect.
Buzz!! a sound occured, it came from deep inside me, I realised and felt a fear in me, as my heart beat increased......
.............Yes I wanted to fall in love or I was already in love, as the hopeless hope remined me of an endless wait, waiting for its culmination both mutually and exclusively.
As the class was about to end I realised that I had pen down something and had defeated the subtle, cocealed factor that stopped me from writing.........
.........and then I wanted to CRY..!!!!!