There are days when you just somehow know that something interesting, fascinating and good is going to happen. Days when you feel that the sky is more beautiful , the air has an extra freshness to it and the sunshine has something peculiar about it in a good way. It was certainly one of those beautiful days.
As I reached the metro station I was more sure that it was indeed a good day, there was no queue for checking and I had earlier found parking space easily at the metro parking, which by no means is an easy task with ever increasing vehicles these days on Delhi road. I commuted the metro and make my way to the space between two coaches. If you ever want to travel in Delhi Metro little comfortably then grab that space. In between the large number of people inside Metro that space can be your own comforting zone. And also the constant movement in that section of Metro makes your digestive system a bit stronger and healthier. As the constant movements carry on , your food can find its right place inside your body. I really believe in addition to the easing of traffic and pollution one of the underrated achievements of Delhi Metro has been that it has made Delhiites healthier by improving their digestive system.
I was as usual listening songs when the train stopped at one of the stations and few seconds after it started I was startled by a lovely fragrance which was really hard to miss in that confided space. I looked up and was startled again this time even more by what could have been easily the most innocent faces one could ever see in their lifetime. I was sure from the fragrance itself that it had to be a girl but I wasn't prepared for that cute a face. Now I will not exaggerate by saying that her one look was more than enough for me to start drooling over and dreaming that I have to be with her forever and all that. But it was like sometimes when you see or meet a person you know that you were somehow destined or meant to meet them. That in your heart you know that you will make acquaintance with them somehow. It was emthat/em very moment for me.
Usually you would curse public transport and vehicles for not moving fast enough and getting you late, but there are circumstances when you want these things to slow down a bit. You wouldn't mind if a technical glitch would happen to occur , i was also hoping for something like that to happen. But as happens in those circumstances the driver has the most urgency to get you to your destination and I was feeling that the metro was going way over its speed, which was obviously not happening. I was trying hard not to look a pervert and still could somehow just look at her. Her face was not round or long it had just enough curves to make her features look more vibrant and dynamic. Her eyes were not large or green or blue , they were just appropriate for someone to find their solace in them. The emkajal/em in her eyes was giving the right compliment to her eyes and with every blink they made a beat skipped here or there in me. Her neck was slender and her hair falling on it ,for she was reading , made a gem of a view. emdo anything but you have to talk to her/em my mind was telling me, or was it my heart I could not clearly decipher and not that I was too keen at that moment to decipher that.
It is rightly said that 'an enthusiastic heart will seek every opportunity'. As the first time aware of my conscious and remembering that there were other earthly things also present in front of me, I looked for what she was reading and right there I saw a window of opportunity which I wasn't going to miss for anything. She was reading "Outliers" the third book by "Malcolm Gladwell". So, she is smart and interesting also along with being beautiful in every sense- i thought. I opened my bag and took out the fourth book in that series by Malcolm. I had planned to read it somewhere quiet but to control the plethora of sounds inside me I was ready to compromise on that quietness. Not many people know of his fourth book and it is hard to find at local book vendors. So ,may be she had heard about it and might look for it was what I had consoled my self. As I stood again holding the cover of the book at a position where it would be hard to miss for her, I saw one thing which I had not seen yet, a thing which I was really hoping to see.......
To be continued...................
