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I must have rehearsed my lines a hundred times in front of the mirror last nite. But then today the same lines seemed new to me. The excitement within me was growing, and my body was going cold in anxiety. I no longer needed to close my eyes to get a glimpse of her. She was always on my mind; her pretty face was at all times infront of my eyes.
It was time, the time I had been waiting for the last 27 days had finally arrived. And I wanted to live this moment, for I dint want to be sorry the rest of my life for not having told, what I felt about her. I took a deep breath, and for that one final time I rehearsed my lines. Yes, I was ready. Dressed in my best, wearing my favorite perfume I was exuberating with confidence now. Before I could enter her place, I lifted my feet backward and rubbed my shoes against the back of my trousers for that last bit of detail.
I gently leant towards my left trying to peep through the large glass pane to see if she was around. And the moment I found her, I could feel the blood rush through my feet, as if telling me to run away from that place as fast as I could. But no, this time my heart was in control my body, not my mind. I listened to my heart, and gently opened the door and entered her place.
My eyes were affixed on her. She looked even more beautiful this evening. Dressed in bright red, with her hair neatly falling behind her back, she looked like a girl who had just straight walked out of my dreams infront of my eyes. I looked at her, as her hair strands fell over her eyes as she was deeply engraved in her work. I was hoping for the time to freeze, as I had to this date never lived a moment as beautiful as this.
But what you wish is not what you always get in life, no sooner did her hair fall over her eyes, she lifted her head sideways tossing her hair backwards gently, our eyes met. And there was a bright sparkle in her eyes. Our eyes stayed locked at each other for a while, and this time I smiled first. She smiled back with gently dropped her eyes. I just missed my heart beat. Or was it because her heart had started beating for me?
As I started walking towards her, I kept my eyes affixed on her while she kept stealing silent glances. The world around me and the voices around me seemed to be growing faint, and all I could now hear was my heart pounding loud and fast. On a normal day I would ve died of stroke, but today I had a reason to live, and nothing could come my way. She was all that I wanted in life.
There I was right infront of her, with less than an arms distance separating the two, any further and I am sure she would ve heard my heard pounding as well. As she stayed seated, I bent forward to speak to her. She looked up towards me and in her charming voice greeted me. I greeted her back and stretched my arms on her table to lean against the table as our eyes continued to be lost in each other. She smiled in expectation looking deep into my eyes, hoping I would say something. I was awestruck at this beautiful woman in front of my eyes, and I had forgotten all my lines. All I knew was that this is reality, and my dream is on the verge of coming true.
Having given me enough time to speak and seeing my lost, she must have grown impatient. She asked me to take a seat. I sat down infront of her trying to comfort and regain my conscious.
While different thoughts kept racing in my mind trying to find their way out through my voice box, there was one strong though that told me, “Fazal, this is not your cup of tea, better ask her number and lets take thing slowly. This is not the place.” Just as I was about to phrase my sentence, she asked me for my cell number!!!. I thought it was my mind visualizing my phrase in her voice. And instantly I repeated the same line to her. She gave me a shocked reaction, and seeing her reaction my feet went cold.
She smiled this time, nodding her head sideways and told me that she was sorry. She smiled and asked me why don’t I give her my number. Like the most obedient person in the world, I gave her my number. And every time our eyes met, I stammered and at one stage I forgot my own number.
I was beginning to feel the heat and my sweat glands began to pour. She must have felt the heat too, as now I found her hands trembling as she was keying in my number. Her voice trembled as she asked me for my name. trying to comfort her I replied back in a soft voice, but that sound that came out of body I guess never made contact with the air around me. She looked at me waiting for me to tell my name. This time though I was loud, and she for a moment silent.
She asked me If I would like to make the payment by Cash/Card?
Yes, this is when the hard reality set in. It was time for me to pay my mobile bill, and walk out, and wait for my next bill so that I could meet her yet again.
