Irony.. ?

The bell rang. Everyone was packing up to go..I was unusually slow that day, I
felt like drifting within the line which lead to the school garages .To the left side of my line was the boys' line where I saw a classmate of mine walking with a Man U cap fixed in his head, his glasses reflecting the sunlight. For some bizarre reason, I find that kid easy to spot in a crowd of a million other idiots. He was looking at something or rather someone ...Having a bad habit of following eyes, I looked at what he was gazing at. There, a Nissan X-trail was slowing coming to a halt in the driveway and a girl was walking towards the car... a petite pretty girl. She got in .His eyes were following her. In his eyes, I saw something alien ,something I never see when he looked at others, something different , something ...happy.Our eyes somehow met ,we both looked away and both knew why he was looking at her...did it hurt? I don't know.

                              A north wind blew; I guess it suddenly blew some sense into me then. One more look at them and I finally believed it. I don't care...because falling in love ...is not my style. I turned away and went on, without another look.

I still remember this clearly , after three years two months and seven days...

Maybe this is what they mean by ''irony'' ...maybe