
These days I just can't seem to say what I mean [...]. I just can't. Every time I try to say something, it misses the point. Either that or I end up saying the opposite of what I mean. The more I try to get it right the more mixed up it gets. Sometimes I can't even remember what I was trying to say in the first place. It's like my body's split in two and one of me is chasing the other me around a big pillar. We're running circles around it. The other me has the right words, but I can never catch her."
Haruki Murakami
Here he comes with a smile on his face. I can’t help looking into his big eyes that speak so much straight from the heart. Oh, how do I look? I didn’t thought of that nor did I felt nervous but my heart knows how I felt. It was a moment so right, everything seems so perfect. I wish the time would stay still.
We were no different than other young people walking on street except that we had something in common too….we laughed at the same joke, we talked about the same old thing which sometimes pisses him off but I don’t like to hold anything in my heart. Sometimes, I feel my heart is a basement filled with old memories that is hard to throw away yet a pain to keep.
He ordered a beer and a cranberry juice for me, I can’t drink that much of cranberry at one time but I didn’t tell him as he was having quite a time. Wow, the songs were just perfect; it was as if the songs were sung especially for us. It was a night filled with chaos around us but we were silent gazing at each other’s eye and knowing that it would be painful if we have to depart. We traveled to a whole new world by that time, the world of him and I. it was a moment to remember.
You walk like Govinda (an India actor), i told him. Ha ha……, he laughed, how am I supposed to walk then, hanh! Well, maybe I am trying to impress you.
I knew this will happen. Maybe, we were supposed to be meant together for this much only, to this road.
Time is ticking…then and now….its been a while now but I still have my alarm sets at 10.a.m.





