late or fate

7/29/2019 Late or Fate

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Utkarsh Bajpai Email:[email protected]

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Late or Fate

Beep-Beep-Beep~ alarm clock shouting.

It is warm and cosy under the covers, should I get up now or not; well its

pleasant right now. What will happen if I just keep my eyes lid down for

few seconds?

{Soosh...Soosh.....Zzzzzzzz} {After 1 hour}

I opened my eyes as if only few seconds have been passed but as soon as

I saw my phone my eyes widened and the next thing which I said was,

Shit! Shit! Shit! Boss will kick my ass today! I didnt even bathed that

day and not even had a shit; just sprayed a 50ml of deodorant all over me

and rushed towards the door. Half way down the road I remembered that I

havent picked up my wallet. I ran back towards my room and picked up

my wallet. Somehow I reached the central secretariat metro station, when

I looked at the clock and analysed that I was around 1 hour late.

I then thought why dont I just call my boss and tell that I will be late. But

whenever I tried to call him a female voice tries to convince me that, The

number that you are trying to reach is out of coverage area. I was

waiting for the train as anxiously as I was three years ago when I was

waiting for the result to upload on the browser, my head strains werevanished as I happen to see her standing on the platform waiting for the

train to arrive. Her beautiful cuddly face was faded behind the strands of

her soft-n-silky hairs which fell across her shoulders. She wore a subtle

white chikankari-kurti well suited with multicoloured patiyala. She looked

so perfect from top to bottom; she wore a white coloured flats, then I

happened to observe her turquoise coloured nail paint which was striking

me from far away. That attire was well complimented by a silver coloured

tops {jhumke} and a green coloured sling bag. She looked so cute yet

irritated with the strands of hairs continuously coming over her hazel

brown eyes.


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Train entered the station, it stopped and we both entered into the same

compartment. Our eyes met and we moved on to compartment looking for

some space. And by luck she stood a meter next to each other. We shared

a moment when both your eyes met....But for some reason I felt that I

have met that person before...She looked me back anxiously fiddling withher hair.

I stood there for few moments trying to make a connection...But for some

odd reason I just cant seem to remember. There really wasnt way to

describe that connection...but all I knew for a fact that it was there...After

around 10 stations and after processing the whole moment...all you knew

is you may not see that person again.

I wanted to start a conversation with her...but she seems so busy fiddling

with her phone that I didnt want to bother her. Then I thought, may bethe same thought might be running through her mind to as I was busy

listening to music. I again gave it a thought, May be she didnt want to

make the first move...or maybe she is too scared to say anything.... As

the result, we both minded our business.

I stood there thinking about her....

Should I go? Or should I stay....

And before I could anticipate on the situation... A beep interrupted me

A womans voice Next station Sikanderpur

And there she goes...She gets up and walks away...

It was just there as if I had whole space to myself.....I had that opportunity

to meet someone new...and all I ended up was letting the moment pass

by...I thought why didnt I said a little thing to her, in order to avoid...may

be possible awkwardness, silence or rejection...She just went away

without saying a single goodbye... {Just gave a look while she went out of

the train}.

On second thoughts, why would she say good bye to me; she was just a

stranger with hardly any reason to say goodbye to me...

I think, sometimes there are such things as too late...and now she was

gone.

Out of my sight....somewhere!!

I thought for a while, Will I always be such a sucker....

I thought Wait, {Do hell with job}


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What if she is the one.....?

I couldnt control myself and I followed her. I was just looking out each and

every person but I couldnt find her. And gleaned her throughout the exit

path, when I happen to see her; and there she was, anxiously waiting for

someone maybe his boyfriend or may be just a friend. It least bothered

me; she was like a magnet attracting me towards her. So, I sat near a

table next to her.

She looked over to me and I looked her back. She was reading something

maybe it was a novel; I couldnt figure it out which one it was like, as it

really mattered to me. We again looked to each other and this time she

smiled at me. There it was, it was just simple as that; sometimes its all

what life requires from you, a hint of anticipation.

She then pretended to read her book while she sneaked her view to look

me, so did I. I took out my journal out of my bag and started writing

something. And just pretended to busy and engrossed in my work.

Swaggering her that I am a hard-working employee. But why there was a

charade going on between us.....I completely dont understand at that

juncture.

She again smiled at me when we shared her gaze, the way she then

nervously fiddled with her hairs was absolutely fatal. I didnt know what I

was writing as I was just scrabbling in my journal; not paying what so everattention to what I was upto. I could not help myself to look her over and

over again; and so did she!!!

I didnt know what was happening to me; I had never felt my heart

throbbing at such a high rate before. I thought what maybe I should say

something to her before its too late. While she was busy playing with the

pages of her novel......I wrote down few words...

As she went off.....she looked me with that same expected look as earlier.

I was just mesmerized by the way she looked at me. At that moment onething was sure, Its now or never. I quickly took my pen wrote in as bold

as I could, tore off the page and stuck it on the cafes glass door. It says,

SAME PLACE, TOMMOROW and all she did was just a smile. And all I

knew was that she will definitely show up.

Next morning, I reached there around half an hour before. I couldnt

believe that it was happening, was it a love at first sight or what; I really

dont know. I was just having some butterflies in my stomach. I knew that

there was something special about her thats what fate is all about; which

allowed us to meet. And that thing I truly believe in.


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Time passed by....from 10 minutes to 15, from 15 to an hour.......I still

believed she will come. I paid attention to every little detail I could. The

flowers, my clothes, table and even the way I will first greet her and make

out with her. I had ordered almost three coffees by now....and it was

around 1 and a hour since I had came.

Suddenly, everything around me looked laughing at me; joking at my

situation. I felt a bit weird back then looking at other couples and people

out there. I didnt felt mad at her for my situation, nor did I felt furious at

her. I didnt even know her name. Maybe I was a bit hasty in this situation,

and was very much curious to know her. May be it was just an infatuation

or a causal delusional fling. I shouldnt be disappointed.

So I asked a question to myself, Do I believe in love at first sight?....I

guess no. Its just I over anticipated on that.

And, I then left that cafe. At least I gave it a try and I was satisfied with

my attempt. If I wouldnt have got here...maybe she had or maybe, she

have been stuck somewhere and have came after I had gone, looking for

me, cursing herself for being late. Well, only God! Knows what really

happened.

As we all says, life cannot be predicted so it is. At least I had a piece of

mind, that I gave it a try.

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