Friday, March 6

Fortune of the night

So there you are, pleasantly buzzed.The crowd mills around you & there's a feeling of mild claustrophobia in the air. You can feel cold beads of sweat meandering ever so slowly down your spine & your heart is pounding.

You are not quite sure why but your eyes rake the room, searching anxiously. Then, you see her. And just like that, time stops or slows down to do a waltz in time to your heartbeats. You can't explain it but there's a funny, compressed exaltation in the pit of your stomach. All you are doing is watching her. She slides a lock of her hair behind her ear & the simplicity of the gesture thrills you. She is unaware of your eyes, that you are watching, that every particle of your being depends on living just that movement.

She smiles...

And you realize you are in love.

Song for the moment:
9 Crimes - Damien Rice

3 comments:

jacob said...

swell write up.....you should be writing full time...

girish said...

Thanks AJ.
Maybe someday.

bhumika said...

ah..pretty unusual coming from you. nice one!