Not more than half an hour had passed when I saw two bicycles running on the narrow path towards the village. Nothing was interesting in the bicycles but still my eyes were on the both of them as the two girls were riding it possibly. It may be the same girls my uncle was asking about sometimes ago. Both my doubts were confirmed in next three minutes when both the rides ended in front of the same mud house where we were sitting. They exclaimed seeing uncle in the middle of that little crowd and I was no different, I too exclaimed and the reason was the girl in the blue dress. My heart skipped few beats and still I was alive. My heart almost bumped out of my body. I couldn't believe that I was not dreaming. But it was true. I was on with my all sense but all the senses stopped working except my eyes. It were glued to that beautiful cute face.
They almost ran to the uncle and were having chat. I couldn't hear what they were talking. I was too lost in that natural beauty. She smiled and few more beats were skipped by so called heart. Till today, I don't know what she was wearing on the first day I saw her. I just remember the blue color of her dress. But I can describe you each and every expression of her face. I can write pages about each and every curve of her face. I can talk hours about her smile. How refreshing and rejuvenating it was. I can write a whole book on her eyes and it's depth. That I won't mind looking into those eyes for my life and I won't even demand for anything else. That I can jump into those oceans even if I don't know swimming. I can describe every bit about her beautifully curved eyelashes and eyebrows. I was in some kind of trauma and the best part is, I didn't want to come out of that trauma for my life.
I won't say much about that beauty goddess. I am afraid you will start falling for my girl. Wait, did I just say, my girl? See. I was not aware even her name at that point of time and I referred her as 'my girl'. I was still confused between Anita and Anjali, still I referred as 'my girl'. Strange, isn't it? Anyway, strange things keep happening around.
Yes, what I was talking about? I was almost falling for that deep blue eyed sweet looking girl. I knew that I will drown into those deeper than ocean eyes, but still, I wanted to jump in. I knew that there was no turning back and I didn't care to look back.
Suddenly that clearly visible face started fading up and a black appeared in front of my eyes. Then I realized, it was her hair and she was going away from me. I wanted to stop her. I wanted to look into her eyes again. I wanted to listen her voice now. I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to hold her hand and ask her name. But I couldn't. I couldn't do any if these. I just kept looking at her while she was going inside the house. My heart was commanding me to stop her but I felt like I don't know even how to talk.
I was forced to come back from that trauma. Everything looked boring without that face. I realized that this beautiful small village was a bore without that girl. My uncle started the bike and I was forced to ride back. I wanted to stay more and I had the reason but I was short of an appropriate excuse. I had to go back, with that image in my heart. I wished that bike go puncture and I could stay more there. I wished that the bike run out of petrol just when it started. But unfortunately, nothing happened. And the super healthy bike was running back to the city. To the place where I was caged from last three days.
( Did Rohan got back to the blue eyed girl? Read next day.)
They almost ran to the uncle and were having chat. I couldn't hear what they were talking. I was too lost in that natural beauty. She smiled and few more beats were skipped by so called heart. Till today, I don't know what she was wearing on the first day I saw her. I just remember the blue color of her dress. But I can describe you each and every expression of her face. I can write pages about each and every curve of her face. I can talk hours about her smile. How refreshing and rejuvenating it was. I can write a whole book on her eyes and it's depth. That I won't mind looking into those eyes for my life and I won't even demand for anything else. That I can jump into those oceans even if I don't know swimming. I can describe every bit about her beautifully curved eyelashes and eyebrows. I was in some kind of trauma and the best part is, I didn't want to come out of that trauma for my life.
I won't say much about that beauty goddess. I am afraid you will start falling for my girl. Wait, did I just say, my girl? See. I was not aware even her name at that point of time and I referred her as 'my girl'. I was still confused between Anita and Anjali, still I referred as 'my girl'. Strange, isn't it? Anyway, strange things keep happening around.
Yes, what I was talking about? I was almost falling for that deep blue eyed sweet looking girl. I knew that I will drown into those deeper than ocean eyes, but still, I wanted to jump in. I knew that there was no turning back and I didn't care to look back.
Suddenly that clearly visible face started fading up and a black appeared in front of my eyes. Then I realized, it was her hair and she was going away from me. I wanted to stop her. I wanted to look into her eyes again. I wanted to listen her voice now. I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to hold her hand and ask her name. But I couldn't. I couldn't do any if these. I just kept looking at her while she was going inside the house. My heart was commanding me to stop her but I felt like I don't know even how to talk.
I was forced to come back from that trauma. Everything looked boring without that face. I realized that this beautiful small village was a bore without that girl. My uncle started the bike and I was forced to ride back. I wanted to stay more and I had the reason but I was short of an appropriate excuse. I had to go back, with that image in my heart. I wished that bike go puncture and I could stay more there. I wished that the bike run out of petrol just when it started. But unfortunately, nothing happened. And the super healthy bike was running back to the city. To the place where I was caged from last three days.
( Did Rohan got back to the blue eyed girl? Read next day.)
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