The Gorgeous One.

Dream World ~Indeed The Virtual One.

“Love is found everywhere, we just need to wear the right glasses.”

Waiting in the balcony for the sun to graze the surface and the light getting lost in the wilderness, the wait seemed not alone as the birds chirped away which made noises that got synced with dimming light. Eyes as they followed the setting sun, only to be obstructed by a building exactly opposite to mine, there stood the person who swept me off my feet. She was so beautiful, that words might fall short to describe her. I waived at her, not knowing how i got so much of courage to even lift my hand! She seemed amused and noticed after 2-3 waives, finally responding by a delicate smile which was quite measured in intention. Having no idea what to do ahead, i tried waving again, until she disappeared in darkness. Power Cuts have become reduced, but i was really upset at that very minute, it had been only 10 minutes since i saw her. There was a sudden anxiety to see her again. Counting every second in between the disconnect, finally getting a relief after an hour when the power made its much awaited return. The disappointment of the day hadn’t ended, it just began. To my displeasure and grief, she wasn’t there.

As I lay on my bed, trying to recollect the beautiful smile which usually got mystified and the clarity always seemed lacking, the door bell rang.

It has been only two days since we moved in to the locality, the suburbs of Bangalore was a phase of refreshment away from the city sounds and pollution. I had another two weeks before i had to leave for joining the unfortunate company which i was going to be employed in.  And most important, this is a dream, welcome aboard. 

The office hours had seemed to get boring with the hours piling on one after the other, while i was still lost in thoughts about the mystery girl. After a while I realized, that there was a party this weekend and I have been invited which i had failed to hear due to my silly day dreams.

The place had been filled in with people and the music if played for longer than an hour might make one or two deaf for sure. In midst of everything, I sat down with a peg of vodka in my hand, which i believe was my sixth or may be seventh. So, in short was inexplicably high and there sat a girl in front who in my obvious senses i failed to recognize. She was sitting and just observing what i was upto, but in the few instance that are recorded in my head, she seemed a familiar face.

The next morning always followed with the most painful of headaches and always an owe to never drink again – a hypocritical statement. Reaching office on time seemed to be a pain but had to, at least for the salary as about the job i cared none. I never wanted to be a person stuck to his computer all day long, but being unclear about my other talents or interests had to settle with this one and also it gave me time to find the passion in life. Getting back to the day, as i was back in the office, i had found a note attached to my desk consisting of someone’s cell number. Intrigued with the number and the identity of the person, I decided to give a call but only to be unanswered.

A voice from behind, “Aakash, are you alright? You had a lot yesterday but what interested one n all was that you were having a conversation with the most beautiful girl in the party. How do you know her….” I could hardly remember anything, except the thought of her and she resembling to someone I had already seen.

The phone rang, and the same number as in the note, I picked up having a half thought resting on what happened yesterday. I almost missed the name of the other person, but caught on the last minute, Meera she said. I was confused, and replied ” Do i know you?”

Waiting at the coffee place, where every minute seemed like an hour not dying to be passed about with. Then she appeared from the door, and mind you I couldn’t take my eyes off her and kept following her until she reached the table. She sat down, and had to waive to disconnect me and speak.

“I thought you remembered me” she said. “Alcohol makes things extremely blurred and even missing from the thought of mind, I am really sorry” I said in reply. And the conversation seemed to never end, it still hasn’t.

She told me, the day we first saw each other, she had returned to balcony to find no one as we had different phases of light, one coming before the other. And the day where i was too lazy to open the door and busy day dreaming, it was she who had rung the bell. Even on the day of the party, she was about to leave when she saw me and decided to stay on.

Thinking about so many striking coincidences, we may wonder whether these things do happen in reality. I had already told you guys the most important thing, Its a dream and you all are already aboard. So to see what is in store in reality, people please wake up 🙂


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