It was a really pleasant evening for my group of friends who where feasting their eyes around smoothening coolness of floating beauties. But for some strange reason I was feeling really sober. As my eyes searched around and around in the crowd, nothing really interested me. Missing someone? Perhaps…… As my soul felt totally empty, I turned my back to that happy group of friends and started walking away from that frenzy place in search of some peace and solitude. Just a check on my watch made me sigh. Just 3 hours to leave Bangalore. I hurried to my room to do my last minute packing. After rummaging through my stuff I just cast a glimpse at the beauty that adorned my desktop before shutting down my system and packing it along. Got to the bus at majestic and from my seat looked out at the busy crowd at the bus stand. The moonlight was maddening and I felt all alone in this crowded world.
As I leaned on my seat still more sober, I heard a faint conversation brimming in the seat behind me. The voices where exceptionally sweet, but I resisted my urge to turn back. A younger voice was asking questions like “Who was awarded Nobel prize for both chemistry and medicine”. My ears twitched waiting for the sweeter of the voices to reply. But, it was uneasily silent for a moment. Turning around I said Madam Curie in an audible tone. If only I had turned my attention towards the right seat behind I would have been greeted by cute little young girl’s sweet smile. But my gaze was held on the gorgeous, glowing face with twinkling eyes and beautiful dimples on the seat behind me. It would have been a really sticky situation but the young girl on the right resounded with a “correct”. I struck a conversation with the younger one asking her name, school etc. The 8 year old liked talking to me and came forward to the empty seat next to me to continue her quiz game with me. The older one also squeezed along leaving me answering the little one with my eyes still fixed on the twinkling eyes of that heavenly beauty. The quizzing continued a little while but as the bus moved forward the younger one began feeling sleepy. The older “sinchana” put back the younger “sanjana” to her seat. I don’t know whether it was the “U Me Aur Hum” aftereffect but I held sinchana’s hand and said “You know something….. You look beautiful.” She just pulled her hands back, blushed and closed her eyes and I was left mesmerized into a dreamy world with the sweet lavender fragrance and the fluffy touch of her hand.
