Half Girlfriend

‘Yeah. But if they do, then see you. Else, bye.’
She walked away. I realized I didn’t even know her full name. As
she became more distant with every step, I wanted nothing more than
to get admission to St. Stephen’s. '
I walked up to Piyush.
‘You cracked it. On fire on the court, huh?’ he said.
‘Sir, but the interview... My English—’
‘Sucked,’ he said.
Disappointment slammed into me. His expression suggested
‘sucked’ meant something nasty.
‘But you play bloody good basketball,’ Piyush continued. He patted
my back and walked away.
I stood alone in the middle of the basketball court. Everyone else
had left. I saw the brick-coloured buildings and the greenery around
me.
Is this place in my destiny? I wondered. Well, it wasn’t just about
my destiny. It was our destiny.
That is why, one month later, a postman came to my doorstep in
Dumraon with a letter from St. Stephen’s College. He also wanted a
big tip.