It could be just in my mindA funny feeling you were giving meWhenever you were coming aroundI seem to be floating on a CloudI seem to be losing controlCan it be love that I feel in my heart?Can it be love - have I fallen for you?Can it be love?Everlasting Emotion?'Cos when you look at me and Smile I Know...
What does one do when one is stuck alone in a room with wat might be the love of their life?
a) Make small talk and hope cupid shoots an arrow at him
b) Get the 'flirt' on
c) RUNNNNNNN!!!!
Option 'b' was something i wasn't well versed in and any attempt at it would be an epic failure.
Option 'a' wasn't bound to happen since i had to instruct myself to do something as simple as breathing.
Option 'c' didn't seem like too bad an idea.....
I shifted in my chair, ran my fingers through my hair, cleared my throat a couple of times, rubbed my nose every now and then.. I did everything i could to not look at him and that smile of his. Darn that smile!
You remember how in 5th grade your science teacher was teaching you the concept of 'dispersion' and she probably sprayed some perfume in one corner of the room and told you how due to 'dispersion' you could smell it even from the other end of the room. Well, i was jus 2 feet away from him, and the phenomena of 'dispersion' was acting like a pain in my butt!!
As if sitting in his presence wasn't bad enough and trying not to catch his gaze was torturous enough, the air conditioning was blowing his scent to me. My head was clouding with the smell of his cologne..
'So....hmmmm'
Oh no, don't start talkin, i won't know how to reply.. I looked up, opened my mouth to say something, but one whiff of the aroma that arose from his skin and i was out. I'm pretty sure all i could say would be 'duh'..
Luckily the door knob turned and the others came in, he looked towards the door and smiled, i still stared at him stupidly..
'There you are dippy'
Was someone calling me?
All of them lined up around me, Chandne pulled my hair.
'Ow'.Back to reality
The others shifted behind me, Chandne poked me again. I took the cue and quite unwillingly introduced the others to him. Why the feeling of possession i wondered, but somehow he felt mine!
The usual pleasantries were exchanged, he asked everyone about their course and college and trivial things. My turn came and i too answered without difficulty. Theatre was discussed, questions asked, answers furnished and i continued watching him. The curves his mouth made as he spoke,the way he moved his hands when he was explaining something, how his brows tensed when he spoke of something very serious, how his eyes lit up when he spoke about his passions.. I could watch him all my life.. Wait, what was i saying... Enraged with my lack of control over my emotions, i walked out of the room.
'You've got to go?', he asked.
I swept a quick last glance at him.. 'I'll be right back', i lied..
I walked to the fountain, i wanted to be as far away from a crowd as i could.. I could hear the loud thumping of music, but that was nothing compared to my heart.. Maybe the sight of the bamboo and the sound of water would calm me down!!
I watched as a pigeon dipped its head into the water and held it there for a bit to long, it shook it's head so hard when it came out, that i was scared it's head was gonna fall off.. I held my hands tightly around myself and closed my eyes..'FOCUS'
My head was finally clearing up, i had to handle just one more event. I would do that, go meet my seniors and leave for a council meeting, i'd get home, catch up with ma and pa, dinner and then sleep.. But the vision easily melted away and i saw his smiling face again..
I opened my eyes, shook my head and tried again.. I would get a good night's sleep, wake up get ready for college, get on the bike, check my mirrors and in the mirror i wud see him and he would laugh. what?? NO!!!
I opened my eyes again and there he was, right next to me, laughing
' Practicing telekinesis eh? haha careful there, you almost swept me off my feet', he joked..
Sigh, if only he knew who had swept who of their feet.
I stood up and noticed for the first time that he was just the right height for me.. I pinched myself! Stupid hyper imaginative mind!!!
'Leaving now?', i asked.
'Looks like it', he shrugged. He HAD to stop acting cute in front of me!!!
I smiled a fake smile.. so the story was ending jus like that..
I opened my mouth to say goodbye but he interrupted me.
'Can you walk with me till the gate?'
I nodded..
We walked together, i pictured us along the moors again..
I cursed my college for being so small, just a few countable steps and we were at the gate..
'So', i started. He looked up. 'I know we've said this a hundred times over now, but thank you for coming'.
His phone beeped, he looked at it and laughed again.
'Looks like you'll have to bear with me for a bit longer. My sister is still not here'.
My legs felt weak, i quickly leaned against the wall.
'It'd be my pleasure', i smiled.
A half an hour conversation followed, we spoke about food, music, movies, family, Kerala, Scotland ( turns out he worked there) and just about anything. It seemed easy talking to him now, his smile left me momentarily out of breath, but i was getting better. He stepped forward and leaned on the wall too.. I took a step away. 'So why a mundu?'
'Wow! hahaha, ok thanks for calling it a mundu and not a veshti', he grinned. 'I'm shifting actually so all my clothes are in cartons and quite honestly, this is all i could get my hands on. Ravishingly sexy isn't it?' and he pranced around.
Next thing i knew, both of us were on the road, clutching our stomachs laughing our heads off..
His phone beeped again. 'Ah she's come', he said a little disappointed. We got up and dusted ourselves.
'Well it's goodbye then'
'Guess it is. It's been fun meeting you Deepti. I really hope to seeing you again, and don't even dare to say thanks again'
What could i say to that, i smiled.
He held out his hand.' My lady', he said. I streched mine out to him, he held it gently and i felt lightheaded.
He bent his head and bowed. We both laughed. He gripped my hand firmly and shook it.'Thanks for the wonderful time.'
I felt his fingers loosen their grasp. I nodded at him. He turned and walked away. I watched him.
I felt my heart sink.
Just as i tuned to go back in, 'Oye', he called out, 'take care!'. He waved.
I got a way of knowing,
when something is right.
I feel like i must've known you,
in another life.
I felt this deep connection
when you looked in my eyes.
Now i can't wait to see you again!
7 comments:
wow wow wow... do you have his no. or does he have yours????? whats gonna happen next.
lol!!
is it over or still gonna continue like a mega serial..
i'm a bit of a drama queen so it might just continue vishnu
Over ? :(
u know what? that carlsberg t-shirt album? leave a comment on that or something... part 3 definitely tells me there 'might' have been a "frisson".
"Silsila hai silsila... silsila hai silsila..."
Deja Vu. All along. *sigh*
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