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  • Writer's pictureRuchi Singh

Xanthic Chemistry

#AtoZChallenge – Flash fiction based on life’s philosophy or mood or emotions, interpreted using colours.

Annoyed, she looked at him again over the specs, correcting the formula and mixing the chemical compound which was turning slightly yellow in color. He shrugged, once again feeling inferior to her when she got the results right. Why did she appear so smart during the practicals? Outside the classroom she was just an ordinary girl with eyes on the ground and that large black frame on her eyes. They have been in the same group for the past one year. He was tied to her for the duration of the entire degree course by virtue of their surnames starting with the same alphabet.

“Would you like to have a cup of coffee?” he tried to make amends for his goof-up.

“Why?” She pushed her specs up.

“I am making sure I pass the exam.” He smiled.

“What about your reputation? What will the titlissay?”


So she had noticed him? This was getting interesting! He looked into her eyes beyond the spectacles and perceived the keen intelligence lurking there. His heart thudded. Why did he never notice the coffee colored cat-eyes full of emotions? Right this moment there was a mixture of mistrust and curiosity in her eyes. He had never thought so many could exist together. She blinked and her eyes changed to resigned indifference. Turning to collect her books and other stuff, she dismissed him like a queen uninterested in lesser mortal like him.

“I’m inviting you. The queen bee.”

She whirled around and frowned. “Are you flirting with me?” The specs slipped down her nose. She looked adorable.

“Of course.”

She smiled and he was floored.

* * *

He came back to the hostel to find his roommate bent on the iPad, intently watching something on YouTube. For the first time he wasn’t interested in the video playing and lay down on the bed, sighing.

“Gee Amit, what was happening between you and miss-chashmishthe whole evening?”

“Some kind of organic synthesis.” He glanced at the ceiling fan, a goofy grin on his face.

* * *


Titli: Butterfly

Chashmish: Hindi slang for people who wear specs


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