Monday, August 1, 2011

An unusual love story: First Meet




First Meet




It was a moonlit night……filled with stars glistening like never before, as if they are celebrating some special occasion…………

I was walking along the side of the road, lost in my own thoughts. The road was more or less empty other than a few people hustling here and there.

Suddenly, I stopped dead in my track and stood still. Through the corner of my eyes, I could see four boys, all in their teens, standing at a distance of six feet from where I stood and was staring at me, with amused faces. I quickly realized what was coming. I started walking, this time fast, not even turning around to see what they were upto.

There was too much light, further, on the other side of the road. Then I saw a black Mercedes coming towards me, at full speed. I was horrified. For a moment, I thought that this was the end. This was it. I was trapped from both sides. I closed my eyes to say my last words. But, I was surprised when I heard the car come to a stop. I opened my eyes only to see another pair of eyes, staring not at me, but at those stalkers, behind me. Those eyes were full of anger and hatred. I remembered that old phrase about that could “actually kill” someone. I slowly turned around. I was amazed to see those boys shake with fear, stagger backward and then run. As I returned my gaze to the owner of those “strange” eyes, I was startled. They were looking at me with utmost concern and something more which I couldn’t fathom. Only then did I notice the beauty of those eyes and the person staring at me. His eyes were blue and had an incredible intensity to them. His rosy lips complimented his flawless face. I had to admit that he was irresistibly beautiful. I was soon taken over by him.

I couldn’t move. I could hear nothing except my heart pounding faster than usual. There was something in him that was hypnotizing me, as if I had no existence of my own. God knows how long we were standing there, his eyes locked into mine and vice versa.

Suddenly, he dropped his gaze and composed himself. I felt dizzy and was about to fall, when I felt him hold me tight with his strong hands. Last thing I remember was that he was carrying me in his arms while I held him tight by his shirt. Then, everything was blank.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Just the beginning...

I have always been passionate about writing...from my school days...i felt a strong inclination towards writing....blogging was never on my desire list at first...I always thought that only stars like Amitabh Bachchan or Shahrukh Khan can write blogs....and who will read my blog???but then many of my frnds are now using blogs in order to share their thoughts with the rest of the world...so..I thought of giving it a try....so..here I am...and this is my very first post.....