Varanasi station was in 2 minutes, train was decelerating. I stood nearby the door, eyed off to the floras outside, for beauty it embraced within. Vista was worth at least saying beautiful, it was foggy and freezing, and enough to thrust over and in my head to believe being on some movie set; heaven scene being filmed.
Stepped down of the train, walked a few steps on platform number 1, in foggy and freezing ambient day, someone average height, fair skin, hair as black as dark night, a very small mole a little above her upper lips, deer’s eyes, baby’s like innocence, glow on her visage confused me was it full moon at 6 in the morning, and of course feeling short of words to describe her entirely. Her scenic view held me for moments but i ignored, moved on, and grabbed a cup of coffee back on my way to home.
Serendipitously, time worth for grabbing coffee, did the job at exit door. She fell over I, my head struck the floor, got unconscious for moments due to the sudden jolt. Her polite and too adoring enquiry “Are you ok?” for few seconds, I was unconsciously unable to answer and for few more, intentionally. Intentionally, to feel warmth and freshness of her breathe and alluring fragrance of her body.
She enquired again “Are you ok?”
I replied” yes, yes, no, no, yes, yes, yes I’m ok”
She: I’m sorry, I’m extremely very sorry
Me: it’s ok, it’s ok
She revealed her name, I told mine
She: so, where are you heading to?
Me: Sonbhadra, and you
She: first of all to grab a cup coffee, you must come I owe you
Me: no (though I wanted to say yes)
She: please come, else I’ll think you haven’t forgiven me
(That’s a six I was waiting for, and “no” to a beautiful lady, never)
Me: ok, but that wasn’t your fault, not at all
She: and what you doing presently?
Me: en…. engineering and you
Our talks continued for long, and I was getting late for home, so I had to leave that beautiful girl in order to catch bus. But for the golden opportunity like this I let myself free to flow in some more detailed and quality conversation, with the girl of my dreams. Moment latter experienced rowdy crowd behind were shouting on me to get out of the stopped train. Now, I was awake out of my day dreaming, they the fellow passengers made me realize that she, she was really the girl of my dreams.
what a wonderful day dreaming.....seriously i also felt dreaming while reading that blog...gudone meri jaan....keep writing...
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