There are days and then there are - The days.
Meandering across the zigzag line , head stooped we walked into the athenaeum. Gleaned all that could be put to some use (actually what one could lay hand upon) walked towards counter to get them registered.
Seeing people already standing in the ranks, found mine at the last. With all the information getting heavier with time, looked around and saw people fidgeting with their's too and some were in deeper quagmires as they were being pestered with also, besides the weight in hand. You can portray me a sadist, but I couldn't help laughing seeing the unwanted trouble some people invited and when they were served hot. A midst all this I too had some troubles to take care of as the gravity did not decrease mean while and I was laden with heaviness with all the anti forces around waiting to pounce upon the odd one in the file. I kept low and carried on stealing glances around. Another corner was taken by a group with some docile soul agreeing to all the TnCs what the group was proposing and he was manoeuvring or should I say fidgeting to perform. Giggling along with another sadist, who was now last in the ranks behind me, actually made us friends in those troubling times. Its altogether different that this friendship is still intact and holds the same bond that those initial days made between us.
Meanwhile, saw a stream of fair faces rushing past with equal share of load in their hands plus on head and they made the file parallel to ours. Heavens be thanked, we got some niceties to watch. Trying to get better look at them, with all the barometric gauge going high with constant vigilance on us was some task, but then boys will be boys and we managed to exchange pleasantries also. Having pulled this task off, another assignment remained - to find the ONE.
Unmindful of the weights by now, tried to make some space and peeked and then itself the series in my hand toppled and dominoes fell. Trying to catch them in transit I saw a redness bending down the very instance for same response to the same stimulus. Glances met and immediately went to work at hand. Couldn't help looking back to see the girl in red, but only back was facing me now. This was the butterfly in the stomach that signaled this is the ONE. She was pretty(an under statement) and ahead of me and would have finished her work earlier, but I no longer hated my stay in the queue, so long as I had the picture perfect in front. While leaving she did shoot her glance but the one real spoil sport at my back suggested she did it because one of the books was still lying on floor. Whatever the reason was, happiness was teeming inside and it felt good.
Shakespeare said that chase is more enjoying than achieving. And chase it was to be now.
Meandering across the zigzag line , head stooped we walked into the athenaeum. Gleaned all that could be put to some use (actually what one could lay hand upon) walked towards counter to get them registered.
Seeing people already standing in the ranks, found mine at the last. With all the information getting heavier with time, looked around and saw people fidgeting with their's too and some were in deeper quagmires as they were being pestered with also, besides the weight in hand. You can portray me a sadist, but I couldn't help laughing seeing the unwanted trouble some people invited and when they were served hot. A midst all this I too had some troubles to take care of as the gravity did not decrease mean while and I was laden with heaviness with all the anti forces around waiting to pounce upon the odd one in the file. I kept low and carried on stealing glances around. Another corner was taken by a group with some docile soul agreeing to all the TnCs what the group was proposing and he was manoeuvring or should I say fidgeting to perform. Giggling along with another sadist, who was now last in the ranks behind me, actually made us friends in those troubling times. Its altogether different that this friendship is still intact and holds the same bond that those initial days made between us.
Meanwhile, saw a stream of fair faces rushing past with equal share of load in their hands plus on head and they made the file parallel to ours. Heavens be thanked, we got some niceties to watch. Trying to get better look at them, with all the barometric gauge going high with constant vigilance on us was some task, but then boys will be boys and we managed to exchange pleasantries also. Having pulled this task off, another assignment remained - to find the ONE.
Unmindful of the weights by now, tried to make some space and peeked and then itself the series in my hand toppled and dominoes fell. Trying to catch them in transit I saw a redness bending down the very instance for same response to the same stimulus. Glances met and immediately went to work at hand. Couldn't help looking back to see the girl in red, but only back was facing me now. This was the butterfly in the stomach that signaled this is the ONE. She was pretty(an under statement) and ahead of me and would have finished her work earlier, but I no longer hated my stay in the queue, so long as I had the picture perfect in front. While leaving she did shoot her glance but the one real spoil sport at my back suggested she did it because one of the books was still lying on floor. Whatever the reason was, happiness was teeming inside and it felt good.
Shakespeare said that chase is more enjoying than achieving. And chase it was to be now.
still the memory are fresh.. tats gr8.... lovely articulation of words... and the thoughts are well presented...
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