After years of mundane existence, I’m finally revitalized like the first bloom of spring, and I find myself as rejuvenated as the first drop of rain. After years I feel like living and living to live for a happy contended life.
I thought it’s all over, but I never realized life is a full circle with no corners and ends. In this never ending pursuit of survival, I barged into her.
I saw her in that deadly combo of white shirt and blue denims for the first time. Pretty appealing and then I lost her in the crowd. Every girl around was in the same combination and I just couldn’t get my eyes off of all those candies, definitely with floss.
Few days later, and on a hazy morning I was asked to wish someone on her birthday. I did it in my own subtle way with words that just soothe the soul. I had never heard the name before or seen her. But I did get to see her the same evening. “Oh! The birthday girl”, I muttered to myself and moved away. I lost her again, this time not in the crowd but in the loneliness of those stairs.
Days passed, and then one fine morning I was bedazzled by one of the most enchanting beauties I had ever come across. It was she again. “How in the world I could have missed that”, and that one thing that had caught my fancy was that “SMILE” of hers, that still lingers in my memories and my lips touch ear to ear. I thought I was always floored by ‘their’ eyes but for a change like the other changes in an around me, for the first time it was a “SMILE”. Innumerous skipped heart beats have rendered me speechless and with every passing day, my fondness for her has grown manifold.
I know not what her smile has in it but it has the perfect ingredients to allay my anxieties, relieve me from pain and tension and soothe the soul to such an extent that living under her shadow is what I can crave for all time. Her looks have the innocence of a new born, pristine and heavenly. Such is their charisma and mesmerism that I feel guilty of falling in love with her. I feel like that street urchin who touches the silk robes of the queen’s palace and stains them forever. I find her so innocent that being a part of her life produces guilt in me coz I’m not one of those blessed ones. I’m afraid of asking her out coz I find myself so frugal in front of her richness of persona. I don’t find myself even worth her friendship coz I’m guilty of condemnable acts. I feel this coz her aura is so divine and honest that makes me feel introspective and makes every inch in my cadaver to account for and find that I’m just not existent in front of her.
Her beauty is exhilarating. No she isn’t some beauty queen. She has the simplest of looks a girl could have but with that smile it adds so much panache and mesmerism to her personality that she bowls over everyone around. Her beauty is inexplicable in words and immeasurable in any unit. I’m blessed to be around her for a while every now and then.
My dream of a wife seems so near yet so far. I feel like marrying now, if only she says “YES”. She is just the one I had ever dreamt and it gives me immense pleasure in the fact that my dream wasn’t a fantasy and there still exist a possibility to my dream.
I WONDER WHEN MY DREAM COMES TRUE…
