Something like love........

I was on cloud nine, I was about to go for a coffee with a girl who was very special then, courtesy some people(read very special people). Any ways, everything was set, the weather was just fine, the shoes were polished (err..well polished), nails were trimmed, a quick look in the mirror did not exactly proclaim me as the prince charming but I was not exactly the ugly toad either, people had been giving me last moment tips how to go about things, the Axe deo was working fine and the Center-fresh tasted just fine (Well, I had been the official distributor for the gum for the evening.) While I had been clicking photographs in the middle of the road, I had a strong feeling that I was being noticed and suddenly my heart skipped a beat, it was her, standing right behind me, smiling looking nice as ever in her pink top and black jeans. Everyone went silent, I wonder why? The muteness of the hour was broken with her saying,” Shall we move?” her voice had the tone of authority and some sarcasm as well but when you are flying on the wings of Venus who has the time to care about all this, for me just her presence was mind blowing.
We walked till the coffee place and what a walk it was! Everything was perfect (or rather seemed to be perfect at the moment), it was windy (kind of) and she had some trouble keeping off her hair from falling on her face. We sat at the open terrace, the staff was very friendly and soon our orders were placed three Mocha Chillos and one Devil’s Own (I like being different).
To cut the long story short, after some time we found ourselves in each other’s company, we were talking, she did most of it, to be truthful I have no idea what about the content of our conversation, I was kind of too lost gazing at her, she has the most charismatic smile beautiful teeth, we took some pictures of ours the phone came in handy and the time just flew. I wanted to say a lot of things but some how just could not utter a word.

The coffees came in but not before certain replacements since the guy (Pranay, if I am not wrong) tending to us forgot the ‘Chillo’ part in the supposed Mocha Chillo which made the coffee sizzle, I still hear her saying, “Excuse me, Mocha Chillo is not supposed to be hot”. Well, I must admit, some people are born to dominate. Soon the righteous order was served accompanied by sincere apologies from the Café staff. Soon we were located treading our path back. She never spoke to me ever again; this was an indication enough to prove that she did not like me and wanted to keep distance. Women generally do not accept unwanted people in their circle of trust, I respected her feelings and I never tried to impose myself on her, why would I ever do so, I just stepped back. I still wonder if my decision was wrong, since I gave up without any resistance or at least I should have let her known that I had feelings for her, personally but some how I never managed to gather enough courage to face those shiny black eyes.

Well, that was the first and last time we ever had a mutually interactive conversation. Still I thank her for making my evening splendid. I would miss her at times but my friends ensured that I would not be sad and some how when I look back, I took it quite calmly, though I never believed I could. Strange, as it may seem but she helped me to grow as a better person, she invoked humility in me, made me humble and helped me to creep out of my farce arrogance. I am thankful to her, since just because of her, I came to know some very wonderful people on the planet, whom I cherish calling my friends.
I do miss her at times but the life must go on.
Peace
Jeet