…”The girl in front of him was fixated on her mobile phone and was staring intently at it, WhatsApping someone, or so he spied from behind her.
In a couple of more strides, they both had neared the gleaming pathway leading towards the main lobby that housed the heart of the amdavadi textile mill.
He was suddenly hard-pressed to catch a glimpse of this mysterious woman’s face, curiosity getting the better of him and he quickened his stride, speeding up intentionally.
As he drew level with and then crossed her, he turned around and caught a glimpse of her face. Her pitch black pupils, behind the black rimmed oval glasses, were still locked to the screen. Not once did it give him a chance glance or look, walking on as he stood there, staring at her, forgetting for a second to breathe.
She was captivating and he stood there rooted to the spot, his mind racing with questions and possibilities.”…
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“The same set of pitch black pupils behind the black rimmed oval glasses were now staring at him now, from across the MG Road metro lines, on the opposite platform… A cute smile sporting the pretty face that held those captivating eyes…
He just could not but imagine all the the railway track scenes that was a permanent fixture in every mani film…
Smiling back involuntarily, as the chains that had him tied, broke apart… Letting himself feel emotions he had not dared to in many years…”
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“The eyes… The smile… and the face… were closer now… He could not breathe… She was glowing, as the moon hid behind the clouds… It was a struggle to get out the words that he wanted to say… But he said it finally…
Shivering, as he waited for the reaction of the beautiful face in front of him…”
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Theera Ulaa… Theera Kanaa… Theera Ulaa… Theera Vizhaa… Theera…
Ceaseless Wandering… Ceaseless Dreams… Ceaseless Wanderings… Ceaseless Celebrations… Ceaseless…..
Jee Lein… Zara… Jee Lein…
Live Life… A Little… Live Life…
My Discovery of India 