This happened about 5 years back. I had just finished my schooling and was busy giving different college entrance exams. On the day of my entrance exam for MIT Institute of Design (the college I finally went to) I had to go to some school which was the exam center.
I entered the classroom which was allotted to me and started looking for my desk, as each of them had a roll number written on it and I had to find my own. So I went to the only row which had a few empty desks left and started looking for my roll number on them. The last person sitting in the row was a girl and her roll number was 822 and mine was 833, which strangely was the desk right behind her.
After settling down I realized that the girl sitting in front of me looked very much like Natasha from my art class. Just to be sure whether that was her or not I looked over to see her name on the examination sheet, but her name was Vega. Before the exam started I borrowed a pencil from her and we spoke for a bit. During the exam we exchanged answers and afterwards we spoke for a while and then went our own way.
Shocked at how much she resembled Natasha, I kind of stalked her. I looked through the college list which had all our names with the roll numbers. I found hers and checked her name again, but obviously her name remained the same. Then I further stalked her on Facebook and saw her profile picture which was the only thing I could see and she continued to look like Natasha. I wondered if I should add her but refrained as I didn't want her to think of me as a stalker in case we ended up in the same college.
The following month I had my studio test for the same college in Pune. I saw her again and smiled at her and she smiled back, but since the schedule for the test was really tight we didn't get time to talk again.
Later in July, after I started going to this college, I saw her again and this time we spoke. We introduced ourselves and then I asked her where did she reside in Delhi.
But she seemed clueless and said, "Delhi? No, I don't stay in Delhi. I am from Bangalore." So I thought that maybe she just gave her test in Delhi so I asked her, "But you gave your entrance test in Delhi right?"
So she says, "No! I gave it in Bangalore!" She sounded a little freaked out and annoyed. I calmly asked her, "Was your Roll number 822?"
She remained quite for a while staring at me and slowly replied, "Y-yes" with a quiver. "And you were wearing a white kurta, glasses, and your hair was tied?" I interrogated her. "Y-yeah" she replied in scared tone. "D-Dude you were sitting in front of me, in Delhi! I spoke to you and borrowed your pencil. How could you be in Bangalore?" I asked, scared myself.
"Snigdha, I was in Bangalore. I have, in fact, never been to Delhi!"
That's it, that is where our conversation ended. We continued to be friends obviously and even laughed about how strange that incident was several times, but we could never explain it. And even today I wonder what that could have been and why it happened.
Please help me out, if you can explain it.