I do not believe in luck but then I don’t have to, I have got a rotten one. Why oh why do the unstable-jelly-like-people get everything? I mean, what is he telling her anyway? It does not reflect well on her if she is enjoying that conversation. She is laughing easily; I certainly cannot assume that with the IQ of a cheese cube he is telling her anything remotely smart or funny. The last time I talked to him, he was wiping a spoon on his sweatshirt after eating noodles. Is she slow too? I hope she is not laughing with him but on him. Otherwise, I would have to assume her to be dumb. But what good would that do? She will still remain heartbreakingly beautiful.

I don’t even know her name, must be something cool. It would be good to have a conversation with her. I will send her a “Good night, sleep tight, don’t let the bedbugs bite” message every night. I will put a smiley at the end of it so she gets that I am only joking and not questioning her hygiene. I really am not; she appears cleaner than a fresh toothpick. My roommate appears fresh for all of five minutes after shower, then for the rest of the day it is like living with wet garbage on a humid day. I once secretly hung Odonil bars, one on each of his shoulders, to no avail. Enough digression.

I will not say that I have paid much attention to her. But those couple of inches between her hairline and left earlobe, where on Tuesdays and Thursdays she leaves a couple of locks dangling, I swear to god again so much that it is meaningless, but she looks like the heroine from Rape of the lock. Will I ever be able to talk to her, how hard can that be on a scale of one to ten?

Okay, so what is life if not the quest to attain the impossible? It is not right that she is allowed to wear red dresses. What is this, sin city? There are good days and bad days and some days when I fail to open even an Excel sheet because of her.

Did they both just point in my direction? No, it must be my general direction. Did that idiot just wink towards me? No, he wouldn’t have the guts. I think he has developed a squint. Besides she will not allow him to do so. As much as I can gather, she is deposed favourably towards me.

The other day, she walked right into me. It happens; people sometimes do not notice things. Anyway, it took me time to apologise to her that day. The shooting pain in my nose made my eyes well up and words failed to come out coherently on spot. I hope she noticed me after that.

Did she just touch him?