JAB WE MET!!!

‘Traffic congestion’ one damn thing I loathed very much now. Especially when you are in a taxi ,hurrying to catch a train ,to reach a place in time , to change your destiny ; you are more probable of getting a heart attack. But I made myself relaxed and that’s me. Reading the ‘most romantic novel’ ever created by any human, I despised the fact that I never had a single romantic moment in my twenty seven years of living.
“Sir ! we have reached” the driver informed me.. “oh!!” I replied and got out of his vehicle took my luggages .Removed some currencies from my wallet and paid him.He spoke in an hesitant tone “sir balance”. With a feeling of greatness I replied “Keep the change”..He shouted back “hey you have to give me 20 rupees more”. Raised my eye brows in shame “oops !! sorry” .Paid him his balance and entered the station.
All this time the verses and scenes from the novel kept running in my mind.. “love is a spark”… “love hits you”… “falling for her”… “walking with her , holding her soft hands”.. Finally reached the platform number 6. The information board displayed “Train delayed by 20 minutes …” I said to myself , “its all right”..
I looked around the place to trace something interesting , to kill the time I got out of the imperfections of our railway department.. Something struck me… ‘Wait’ ..Its actually someone.. I peeked again in the direction that dazzled me.. I finally realized.. ‘a girl’.. But not just a girl , my heart said “the girl”… She was standing alone with a small bag hung on her shoulders.I walked towards her to have a better look. The more I went close ,the more I lost myself. “Damn it” she seems to be the pinnacle of beauty. Her fair skin , long browny-black hair, expressive face and cherubic smile. Why nature has been so generous to her?. Her stylish black jeans and light blue tops ; aptly matched this ‘ravishing lass’.
I realized I have been staring at her for two long minutes. ‘My grey matter’ insisted the fact again and again “ Ajay you waited all these years only for her, if you miss her , your life would be one screwed up mess” … I know I have to talk to her, impress her and make her hear my heart’s song I composed for her… I went close to her, cleared my throat and said “hi”.. She turned towards me . ‘ My heart missed a beat’. Hesitantly she replied “hi”. I reacted quickly “hmmm, I am Ajay… I was waiting for my train and ... I saw you.. Have we met before??.. You look familiar..” She smiled “No ! I don’t think so..” . I spoke “oh!! Your name?? …. If you don’t mind “.. She smiled again and informed “Neha”.. I reiterated her “Neha Neha”.. My mind started to work with her name ‘Neha Ajay’ … wow!! I kept looking at her face.. I know time is running , I need to make a move. I urged my grit and spoke , “look Neha , I don’t want to circle around things.. I’ll come to the point..” Her smiled disappeared and she took a serious look . I continued “ Actually I got impressed by you,.. I dunno who you are and ofcourse you don’t know me.. But one thing I know is I want you in my life..” I spotted anger in her vivid eyes.. “Please don’t take me as a cheap loafer or something.. You are the first girl ,to whom ,I am speaking like this in my life and I dunno why”… She turned her face away from me . Oh , what have I done . I messed up everything;should have handled things little slowly. I regretted.
I tried to make up for the damage “Life is meant to live and I now feel, for me , living is meant to be with you…. please say something.” She turned and said “what do you want me to say, look I am …….” She started to say something .. I interrupted “cool ..cool.. wait . First of all I am sorry for the way I approached , but ofcourse not for what I have said.. I get you something to chill you down.. then we can talk about it”.. I went to get something for ‘my girl’.. She waved her head in disgust and combed her long hair back.. What can I get in a railway platform that is ‘worthy of this princess’.. I went to a stall and bought two tins of cool drinks and made sure they are really cool.. I ran back to her and offered one tin.. She stared at me . I understood her look and played with words “hey look! I am just offering a cool drink, accepting this doesn’t mean you are accepting my proposal… Fair enough???” She chuckled and took the cool drink from me. Her fingers slightly touched mine.. Wow!!.. She took two sips. I started my ‘ impress – schemes’ again.. I told her everything about me, my ambition , my life… finally questioned her “hmmm so what do you say? Am I worthy enough?”. She ‘smiled’ again ,it was more of a ‘laugh’.. I romantically added “ Please don’t smile again… I don’t have another heart to lose”.. She smiled closing her eyes with her fingers .. I asked myself ‘is it coy??’ .. She looks even more prettier when shyness overtook her sternness…
A guy with a little girl in his hand came towards us…. And said “I got the luggages ..” She turned to me and said “ Ajay this is my husband Naresh and that’s my daughter Priya..”. “What?” … “hu… hus …. Husband” . I am almost on the verge of fainting. She pointed me to him and said “And ,this is Ajay… hmmm….a friend of mine”. She smiled yet again at me. But I am in no mood now to admire her smile.Her hubby offered his hand to shake with mine as a friendly gesture and greeted “Hi Ajay”. I shook with him. I squirmed over what have I done now.. ‘ I shook hands with the MR of my wished to be MRS’.
“Ok honey I’ll go and get cab for us, you come ... and bye Mr.Ajay” saying this he left. And again me and her alone ,but now I cant savor being alone with her. I am really embarrassed ; cant even look her eyes.She finally broke the silence and spoke “ So Ajay hope you would have understood …”.I shook my head in approval and said “ I am sorry … really sorry… ”. She started to walk past me , walking three steps she turned and smiled at me and said “ Had I met you before Naresh …… well….. I would have fallen for you…. Bye” saying this she slowly disappeared into the crowd…
The announcement of the arrival of my train startled me. I came out of what had just happened.Took my luggages and walked. I realized what was in my hand “The romantic novel”. I threw it in trash and entered my train.