An effort to get back to my very own favorite pass-time activity, writing! All this was possible due to my friend John, who encouraged me to write again..
Thursday, June 12, 2008
She was the one
Daily, I get up at 6:30. In one hour, I finish off all my routine of brushing teeth, doing Pranayam, taking a bath, and then breakfast, praying and leaving for the office. I catch a local at 7:42 and reach office exactly at 9:30 after taking a train to Dadar and then again a train to Bandra and then a 15 walk to the office. This has been my schedule for the past 15 years. Nothing has ever changed in this routine of mine. Only when monsoons arrive and only when it rains like crazy and the trains get late are there some chances of me getting late to the office.
Like always, I reached Bandra station at 9:15. There is always a rush on the train during peak hours and sometimes I do not get a place to sit. But still, I was never bored with this journey from home to the office which was almost 2 hours one way. We all had formed a group that traveled at the same time on the same train from the past many years. Relieving ourselves of personal tensions and preparing ourselves for the boring mundaneness of office work, we had formed a family outside the home. That was also just another day when I said bye to my train friends and stepped out of the Bandra station and I saw her...
I stood frozen for 2 minutes. I could understand now what that "love at first sight means". I had seen it many times in the movies or read it in books, but this was the first time I had really felt something like it. I didn't know what to do. I stood there like crazy watching and observing her from top to bottom. She had a fair complexion, a pink luster just like a rose. She was looking very fresh just like the morning dew. I fell short of words in exactly describing her. My mind was racing, the heart was pounding, thoughts were swarming. I came to my senses and realized that I was still on the road and to reach the office literally running. I was happy the other days in doing that, but today somehow I just dragged my feet and left from there.
Not for a minute, I could think away from her. Her image was dancing in front of my eyes. I could not even watch her to my heart's fullest content. I should have waited for some more time, will I see her in the evening? Oh god, help me. I was having a very different feeling and butterflies in my stomach. There were certain uneasiness and longing. 9 hours were just not passing today. There are only 60 seconds in a minute, but today those were passing like an hour. If I could have some power on time, I would have taken him directly to 6 o'clock, when I could push off to see her again (in case I was lucky. Everything was so quiet today. I was not able to concentrate on anything, couldn't eat properly, couldn't talk to my colleagues today. She had occupied my day, time, and space today.
At last, the clock struck 6:30 and I rushed from the office. On other days, I would chat away to glory even after 6:30, but today was out at 6:31. Everybody was surprised at my behavior today, but I neither had time and inclination to explain to them the chain of events. I literally ran my way to the station and there I saw her again. She was looking just the same as I had left her in the morning, beautiful, delicate, attractive. I was happy to see her and was all my painstaking efforts were fruitful in seeing and meeting her again.
This started happening almost daily now.
Seeing her, observing her, thinking about her became my daily routine. But it was only confined to whatever I felt for her. I could never express my feelings to her. Every day I mustered courage but thought tomorrow would be a good day to break the ice. I had almost lost track of time and I had already lost the peace of my mind. I didn't realize when June approached and one day it exactly happened as it is often shown in the Hindi movies.
It was raining heavily accompanied by a strong gush of wind, thunder and lightning were also dancing with each other. Skies were oozing black color and in this totally romantic atmosphere, I saw her with someone else...
Yes, it was raining very heavily and he was with her.
Yes, with her
With the umbrella, which I had liked soooooooooo much!!!!!!
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