Thoughts of an Eccentric Guy

The early morning rays and a nice breeze with a tang of rain woke me up from a pleasant dream and a refreshing nap. When I turned my head, I saw a beautiful half-smile playing over the lips of Jahnavi. She had pulled up her legs and was crouching in her seat. With her chin thrust out and her face looking up at me, she looked just like an angel to me. Within moments I was in a state of déjà vu without understanding what it was. When she opened her eyes, her hazel eyes just made me want to get lost in them. I could go on and on describing her beauty. If only I knew how to write poems, I would sing all the time about her. To my eyes, she looked like the most beautiful maiden on Earth. I just wanted to wrap my arms around her. I felt that I owned the world if only I owned her. The moment was completely ruined by the coarse voice of the conductor announcing our arrival within 15 minutes. Man, give me a knife that time and I would surely have stabbed the guy through his heart!!! Any...

My cell buzzed at 7 AM. I woke up and read the first message of the day from Jahnavi. Since then till 7 PM I didn’t stop chatting with her. And then, I had to stop because my 200 messages were completed. We could not meet after that beautiful day for few days. She was busy with her relatives and I myself had to go around the city meeting all my friends and sisters. But we kept in touch via messages and calls all the time. But three days later I got a call from IBM asking me to come to office on Monday without fail. I had not planned for this and so there were no reservations on train. I decided to go by bus. When I told her this, she said that even she needed to go to Bangalore for one last time to get her things from her relatives place. We decided to take the trip together as we already knew each other a bit. So, on Sunday night, I waited near Mehdipatnam for the bus that would take us both to Bangalore . As the bus journey culminated from Ameerpet, she would be one of the fi...

I got down the train. I searched the platform in the hope to see Jahnavi once more, but I couldn’t find her anywhere. With a heavy heart, I turned started walking through the Exit towards the bus stop. Just as I reached the bus stop, my cell phone beeped. It was Jahnavi. “I still don't know your name...  ” I scared a lady standing beside me by laughing out loud quite suddenly. I replied, "And how do you know my number?" Bang on came the reply, "I took it when you went to wash up.  " I had a stupid smile playing on my face. I couldn’t stop feeling happy. I told her my name and we continued chatting. We had talked so much on the train but somehow I could not remember any of it. The only thing I could remember was how graceful her eyes looked. The way she moved her bangs from her forehead once in a while, putting it behind her ears. I asked her if she remembered what we had been talking about in the train, but even she could not tell any of it. I smile...