The first date

 Five days had gone by since the first meet; the excitement for the second interface was palpable. The intermittent downpour of the first few days had now made a way for light drizzle that would hold on for almost the entire length of the day. The drizzle was so light that one dint mind actually bathing in it, walking into rain, hitting droplets on your face, splashing water was even more fun.

Apart from the whether, there were two other reasons for the excitement, one of cores like it had been prior to the first meeting, the second and the important one was what could be done after meeting her, to interfere in between I had no idea what would I talk to her and how?? Because I have been studying in a boy’s school since long and I dint have any idea what would I do…….. 

Anyway coming back to the situation, the absorbing first interaction had whetted my appetite for a more personalize interaction the second time around. There was a strong inquisitiveness in me to know more about her.

She had called me at night, she had made a full fetcher plan that we would be meeting at 4pm at lalbag near the lake side. And she started to launch the whole day drama into my ears as usual. And ultimately the conversation she would start up with “had your dinner”, “what are you doing”, “what time will you sleep”, “what time will you wake up”, “how was your day”, and last but not the least comes a long good night and a blushy kiss on the phone.

The next day morning I had received 7 messages, usually it doesn’t happen with my phone but I wonder who it might be, it was from the same number, the sms read “good morning”, “ are you there”, 3 times and at the last sms read “get up sweet heart”. Reading sweet heart in the sms  I thought today it would be a great day and what more do you expect in the morning that some one special is trying to wake you up……

Finally 3 in the evening, she calls me “hay”, then silence “so” I asked, “so what so” she said, “I mean where are you” I said, she had never seemed so shy and silent; I could almost hear her blushing. Obviously her state of mind was no different from mine and how could it be? Two people, who were madly in love.

“Ok tell me what are you warring” she asked, “black t-shirt and blue jeans” I said, “oh my god!!”, “what happened” I thought she dint like the color I was warring. “It looks good on me” I said, “no no its is not about good or bad” “then??” “I am also warring the same thing!!!”  “sooooo” she dragged.

At last there she was her smile which tried to override my sense, the chilling hesitation in her and in me, and her long, untied hair that fell in her eyes with a guest of wind. Her hand moving across her face and moving her hairs behind her ear, and the glittering silver earring she was wearing, her beautiful face, her body appeared so perfect so young so poised. I could not able to take my eyes off, rather I wanted to stare at her top to bottom very slowly, which I actually did.

I moved towards her with a smile, and in few seconds in front of her, “hay” I said, “hi”, she responded politely and I offered my right hand for a shake. Her eyes were so beautiful. There was something special in us, something which dint let me look away. The feeling, the truth of the moment, the…… the……. I dint know what it was and the hands after the shake were caught tight till the end of the day, I hope I would not get separated forever.

On my phone screen

Gazing to her picture

I found myself falling with the rising heights

Falling in love with her

Couldn’t resist saying -………..”I love you”

The madness added

When she said it too……!!!