We two for a split second talked and made our specific way. I roamed through the weary crowds to check if I could see him on arriving at the destined airport. Nope- didn't see him. Was that good-bye to the mysterious face; to Grandeur with his wise grimace? I chuckled. Enriched with Mayo tradition, the school looked endearing. In addition to making good sense, the building's environmental elements looked like to enhance only students' educational experience. Suchitra ma'am brought me in to my room mates ?Salini and Sheilahnath. Salini was from northern India and Sheilah from the south. Because of the time lag between the start of 11th grade at Indian schools and SLC score making public, I had to go through all first-day mania at school. Students wandering around me in circles and funny thing was as I joined late, I was the only one like a Freshman just off the boat running in all directions, looking for homerooms, classrooms. Salini and Sheilah were hilarious and cooperative. I evoke them making my life clean on the first day itself passing on something similar to "Don't feel like you have to get wild every weekend, every single time you go out. You have two years of weekends to have fun and unwind - take your time but again, don't make your life revolve around your school only". I started comprehending their humor slowly but surely. Boarding houses of the school were abided by strict rules and laws. We were given little time to get out of the building. In the face of it, we three dealt with to chill out infrequently. We explored our surroundings not to get caught where we shouldn't be. The first class test valuation of Maths! Myself and Salini were reassuring ourselves that we could not possibly be the stupidest person in the room the next day. Then was when Sheilah slinked in and mumbled "Guys, I have come up with an idea to combat exam chaos tomorrow evening- we are going to join Mayo guy's extravaganza tomorrow night" Salini undulating her eyes, "Honey, We are not supposed to." Sheilah even lowering her voice "It's such a great way to meet people outside of your dorm bubble." Before we broke off her, she would go idealistic over song and start whispering "Your head's so full of things, so set your mind free of them . I'm breaking the rules?." I know!! She was humming Ozzy Osbourne's number and would stand on the bed shaking as to rival even John Travolta, a flash of 'Pulp Fiction'. We laughed out loud and suddenly beat hard on my mind "whoa-whoa Mayo Guy's school?" That's it. I was ready for it in no time , so was Salini. Mayo college looked supreme. Why would it not be with the given name "Eton Of the East". It was a small cultural program organized by 11th grade guys to honor one of nobilities of Rajasthan, an ex Mayo product. I had social anxiety disorder and was wondering how it would be possible to see someone without my friends knowing about it. My eyes were roving everywhere and at the same time having constant, intense, and chronic fear of being watched and judged by others. I could find him nowhere and gave up. The performers in the front stage were delivering speech, dramas, group dance, scout salutes- and my mind was straying somewhere else. Then was the last item for the day?it was pronounced "a solo song from a freshman from Nepal". It was third eye awakening to me. Before I even managed to hold back my jumpiness, there he was under the bright light stage as a solo acoustic singer with fantastic line up of musicians rocking away "I am sailing, I am sailing, Home again 'cross the sea. I am sailing, stormy waters, To be near you, to be free?" It sounded so just right to me then. For a moment I was thick enough to think it was forwarded to me. Come on!! He didn't even know me. Salini quickly interrogated me "He is a Nepalese. You know him?" Uneasily, I countered, "Sort of". "Lets bump into him backstage afterward, he is a hot cake" called out Sheilah. With care, we went back stage and turning behind, he spotted me easily (Good Lord), "Didn't we meet at the airport?" "Yes" I tried to hide my selfish feelings for him. Hastily, I launched him to Salini and Sheilah. He said he might have escorted Salini somewhere before, may be he was trying to appear with- your- wits- about- you as all of us looked dead panicky. To our bewilderment, he even asked us to join him and his friends at Aunty's Cafe behind the new mess cum auditorium as they hang out there always. Outside the Mayo College, we three high fived and Salini-Sheilah would holler "Yes!!" while I still confined the bliss within myself. They even entitled him as "Prince" as we disregarded to ask his name that night. We always called him by Prince as also from the background of Mayo, a school founded to ensure education to princes and elite ones. I was on my Seventh heaven that night. To Be Continued..