My Lovestory

Slowly, she came closer to me. I felt a cold breeze pass through my body. A moment of pause and she looked at me with a slight curve in her lips. Yes, she smiled at me. Finally, she smiled at me; for me and may be I was the reason for that smile.

I have always loved her divine smile.

I still remember the first day I saw her. She was with her gang, her girl friends. She was perfectly dressed up in a short pink floral dress with a black belt in her waist. Not too tall, but her white wedge heels made her look a bit taller than she actually was. She was not the prettiest among her friends and certainly not the one that guys would chase for. But her smile, ohhh yes, her smile caught my attention.

And not to forget, that cute curve on her lip stole my heart the most. Her tremulous smile she wore every time she was late for the class or the smile she faked when she did not know the answer for Mrs. Meheta's physics question in class or her generous smile she gave it to fuchhe bhai in canteen. All those were special for me. Among hundreds of other students in the class, I used to sit beside her. I wonder if she ever knew I secretly used to watch and admire her radiant smile and wish that was for me. So pure and so natural.

And today, here she was. Beside me, with her pious smile she held for me.
Slowly, she came closer to me and pulled my hand. She touched my hand. Ohhh!! The feeling I can't describe when she held my hand. I wish I could live this moment forever like this. I wish the seconds hand in my watch stopped and there was no time for minutes and hours. I froze. I stood still and wished the nature did the same. What if the sun had no hurry to set today and the stars never showed up. I could stand still with her hands held in mine forever.

She moved a bit closer to me. She raised herself up in the heels trying to meet the level of my shoulder. I was 5'.8'' and she was less than 5'. I somehow understood her struggle to reach me. I tried playing with her. I stood stiff and raised my head. She frowned.

Yes! I loved it when she was unhappy over small things. She wrinkled her forehead when she didn't get the sums in maths class explained by Mr. Gupta; she frowned when she had to stand in a long queue during the lunch in canteen; she was disappointed when she couldn't reach the top shelves in library; she made faces when the Fanta wasn't chilled the way she wanted it to be. I was always around her watching her every moves but she never noticed me. I was like the invisible guy to her. 

And today, in her red dress with her favorite red scarf round her neck; she was so close to me and looked so pretty standing next to me even with her sad face. 

She was still struggling to reach me and I was still playing with her. She was about to leave her hand from mine and I knew she was angry by now. I didn't want her to leave. At least not now when she was so close to me. So, I lowered my body. She chuckled. 

I always loved it when she did that.The way she laughed at her friends' joke on her way home when she rode her bike or when she giggled during Miss Nisha's English literature class. Her face used to glow the way when the rays of sun touched the snow-capped Mt. Everest.

When I lowered my body, she had the same happiness in that chuckle. She felt victorious like a soldier after winning a war. Her bright face glared like a diamond.

She came a bit closer. I could feel her heartbeat. I had never imagined that she would ever be so close to me. I didn't have any clue what she was up to. I didn't care about the people and friends in the park who were with us to celebrate the sunny Saturday in December. 

This is the same park where we had our first conversation. It was a normal September evening when she came for a walk with her dog in the park and I was reading Erich Segal's "Love story" in the bench. Failed several times before but that day was miraculous. I was determined to talk to her that day and I finally did it. My heart skipped a beat when I opened up to say a "Hi" to her. 

And today she was with me in the same park and I didn't bother about any one else because she was with me and I was with her.

We were too close to each other by this time. I could feel her warm breathe and the mild fragrance from her body. She pulled me closer and asked me to bend a bit. I just kept following her order like a little baby obeys his mother. She slowly pulled my ear and whispered something in it and placed a gentle kiss on my lip.

I was awestruck. Before I could collect all my five senses together, she already had flee away from me. She was as quick as lightning in sky during the stormy nights and I couldn't catch her. I just chased her like she chased her dreams. She was super fast. She was lost within the crowd in the park in no time. I asked my friends if anyone saw her. I inquired with her friends but she was nowhere. 

I came out of the main entrance of the park and crossed the street. I could still smell her around me and just kept on following it. I saw an ambulance honking its siren ad making its way to the hospital across the third street from where I was standing. I saw traces of blood in the road. I tried not to see it as I am hemophobic. My eyes were still searching for her- My girl in red.

I heard strangers pass by. "Such a little girl she looked. She must have been a good girl that lord took her away from this earth so early," said one of them.

The same cool breeze passed through me. This time I shivered. I knew she was around me as I could still feel her presence and smell her mild fragrance. But she was nowhere.

"Tomorrow when I go to school I won't spare you. I need to know what you whispered and why you ran away from me," I murmured.




(My first attempt to write a fictional story. Hope you enjoyed this story)