The long working hours had finally ended and it’s time for me to go. I was waiting for the train to come. I am not worried because I always come 30 minutes before the train arrives.
It was during that time I saw a her in a red jeans standing beside a waiting bench. She was tall and slim with long dark hairs. She was busy deeply engrossed in the mobile phone. Her fair and soft fingers danced on the screen as she scrolled down the contents.
Oh! I forgot to mention one thing. A white shirt on which there was a love sign beautifully designed. What’s that? Ahh! She was wearing that shirt. She was pretty in that shirt and the red jeans.
Still then I couldn’t see her face. She was not looking towards my direction. I felt sad because there is no much time. I kept my eye focused on her as she stretched her neck, perhaps seeing whether the train is coming or not.
My eye couldn’t change the direction. Should I say I was dreaming myself with her holding her hand. I forgot to call my mom which actually was my usual reflex as I stand waiting for the train.
Suddenly the train signaled its arrival. I was scared to hear the loud horn. Whether I acted unusual or not, I could not remember but the people around me were laughing that time. Yeah, it was time to leave but I couldn’t bring back my glance.
As the train arrived, I got into the train but she was not. It’s pretty sure that she was also waiting for the train but not the same one I was waiting for. I wished she was getting into the same train.
The train started to move and poor fellow got to go without even seeing the face of that girl. As I passed by her slowly, I could see her but she was still busy bending her neck forward and eyes on the screen. Eagerly I looked at her unblinkingly and my heart was beating more. How can that be when I even didn’t recognize her?
Few meters away from her now, I stretched myself out of the door to look at her one last moment. Suddenly, another train signaled its arrival. The girl looked towards me finally. The train was coming from behind me in the opposite direction and that’s why she managed to look.
More than how she looked in the white shirt and the red jeans, her face was glowing. “Wow! What a beautiful lady”, I thought. I hope I meet her next time and for a longer duration.
It happens sometimes and it’s the fact.
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