Like every weekend I entered the coffee-shop to refill my dose of caffeine, the sight of my favourite seat left vacant sent ripples of joy within. I quickly settled on the couch and signalled the waiter, after flipping the menu for about some seconds, I ordered a Latte. It happened that moment, just as I was trying to stretch myself on the couch. A girl in her early twenties startled my visions. There was something so distinctive about her, a sense of familiarity or maybe nothing at all. She sat opposite to me on a couch, engrossed in a lively conversation with her friends.
Everything about her was so damn beautiful, the pretty face, chocolate brown eyes, her hair tied lose and the perfume she wore was surpassing the aroma of Latte that was resting on my table. It was the umpteenth time, that I have been stealing glances at her. I was trying hard to not look at her, but trying wasn't of any help. More than anything, what was driving me nuts were those cute dimples on her cheeks. Every single time she smiled, my heart skipped a beat.
And I was back in my train of thoughts, to recollect my trysts with ''The Girl with Cute Dimples". My memories about her remain intact... a cute little girl who would giggle for hours without any reasons, and those dimples were a feast for the eyes. She has always been the ultimate crush, one could have. It was all whimsical at that point of time. The desire to sit next to her in the class, try to initiate a conversation out of nothing, being cool in uncool situations, riding her back home after school. A lot came and passed by in the following years. But she still has a major stake in my dreams and she is still not a thing of the past.
Back from the reverie, I finished off my Latte and stood up to approach the cash counter. On my way out, her shoulders brushed with mine... "Sorry," She apologized for the side-on collision. "Thank You", was all I could say and stepped out.
