This is one of those moments when I get thoughtful, reflect on things...In short, I don't remain myself...Otherwise I tend to act weird, crazy, carefree et al...The exams jus got over today...Very verry cheery for that...Yeah, those horrendous things where you mug up at home, think you know everything, and when you receive the paper, you just can't help appreciate the quality of papers and the questions asked in it and also cursing yourself for all the time you wasted after things...
So the exams were over, and I had gone to a frnds place to play cricket...I was in a bit solemn mood which cheered up occasionally at the lyrics like "Jyan joe tyaan jamvanu"(Wherever you see, there is food) and "Helo maaro sambhdo"(Dunno exactly but mebbe - hello, lissen to me) which were playing at a nearby gathering...You must be questioning where the reflective mood suddenly came in! Rite! So when I was returning from frnd's place....
I was half skipping and half running as I was in a blend of cheery and solemn mood...Suddenly what came over me and I halted in my steps...This bus came by...It was dark owing to it being 7.30pm... So my eyes fell on that bus...And I saw her ready to alight it...I couldn't see her face...Then she boarded the bus and suddenly looked back and smiled...I exactly don't know wat she was smiling to... Mebbe she was smiling to herself... Then suddenly the bus moved and she was gone... "Thinking wat's the big deal? I saw her for bout 5-6 seconds and went ahead to blog bout it! I mad! I am crazee! I am idiot! I am dumbo!" ...But it was a different thing for me...
Those 5-6 seconds were ages for me... The first thing I realized that she was a Parsi... Definitely! And there was a Parsi colony metres away so mebbe she lived there... Or mebbe she had come to visit someone... Her flowing straight hair... So gracefully she climbed the bus... A pair of ever-twinkling eyes... A bright face... A really charming and pretty smile... She looked soo radiant... She had an aura of confidence and vivacity around her... She was carrying a sack... Mebbe she in her mid-teens yet so tender... Yeah! This is what I managed in those 5-6 seconds... Those moments were lifetime...
I've never seen her...Nor do I think that I'll see her again... If she'd hav approached me, I'd hav died of joy... If you think it is love, nah! Neither is it crush... It takes a long time for crush to develop... Mebbe Shakespeare hasn't found a word for it... If its in destiny, I'll meet her again and her charming young-gal smile will entrap me again... IF you're reading this and if you saw me, lemme compliment you that you're verry pretty...
It was a moment, a situation for you... But you made my day... I keep remembering you... It is lifetime for me..... I dunno your name, but think of you as PARI... The angel, PARI, I saw on earth...
P.S.: This article has been publish in the magazine 'Horizons' (2006-07) of the Planning Forum of Narsee Monjee College of Commerce and Economics
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