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The Girl in White Churidar

By: digimaniacs | Posted Mar 17, 2013 | My Experiences | 1384 Views | (Updated Mar 17, 2013 11:34 PM)

The Setting:


It was a chilled evening and I was staring at the sea waves enjoying the cold breeze blowing over my face. The sun was beating down and the sunset painted the sky to various colors. I ordered a tea to drink from the nearby stall and got upon the wall built as a fence to sit.


The Incidence:


I spotted a young and beautiful female face sitting few feet’s away from me. She resembled someone who I had met before but I couldn’t make out when. Her face was round shaped with a lovely dimple that appeared on her left cheek. Her hair was dense and dark black in color reaching just below her shoulders. Her big and brown eyes looked more attractive as she had applied kohl in it which was enough to hypnotize any living soul who stared into them for a moment or two. This is what I love about girls; they will spend good amount of time in pampering and beautifying themselves every time they walk out of their house and giving boys like us a reason to live :-)


Well, moving ahead towards her nose, it was of average length yet very elegant. Her rosy lips with a gentle touch of lip gloss appeared to me as if she just sucked sweet nectar out of a rose. She was looking absolutely stunning in a white churidar with contrast bindi on her forehead. She had the most beautiful and subtle smile I had ever witnessed in my lifetime and with that smile she was facing the sea looking deep inside the blue water. In short she had struck each and every string and chord of my dead and rusty heart which was devoid of romance since my last heartbreak.


Her facial expression seemed to tell me that thousands of thoughts ran through her mind. The wind every now and then would blow her hair on her face and she would gently tuck the strands of hair back behind her ear with her finger and again got engrossed in her own thought pleasant ones probably, as the smile on her face tenaciously settled there.


Meanwhile I was forcing my brain to find out where I have met her before but my constant attempt to remember seemed unsuccessful. She was looking like a princess and I was in complete awe of her :-) I knew that if you stare at a girl for a while then she has this power of somehow knowing it immediately. Perhaps that’s why the few squinted eye-contacts that we shared between us must have given her a hint that I was gazing at her. I turned my eyes to other direction as soon as she saw me but I kept looking her from the corner of my eye every alternate second and suddenly my eyes got glued to her when I saw her smiling at me. I could feel a thunder running through my body shivering each nerve of mine.


She got up from her place and started walking towards the gate. Curious and confused me now got up following her to know where she was heading. I followed her till few meters but suddenly she got disappeared as my following movement was halted by the roadside traffic. By the time I could get out of this traffic she was out of my sight but was still in my mind. I tried searching her everywhere in the hope that I would find her but unfortunately could not trace her. Dejected I started leaving when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around to see who it was and to my surprise it was that same girl who I was searching for few minutes back. She smiled at me and this time I smiled back. “Thank you for the help”, she said and left. Before I could react she again disappeared and I was left wondering why she said so.


After two days of scratching my heads and exercising my mind I finally got the answer to this puzzle. She was the same girl I had given my sit few months back when traveling in a train. Few days later I saw her again at CCD with her friends. I went towards her and said,”You’re welcome.” She smiled, I smiled and then we both parted. I kept walking and humming the song by James Blunt called “You’re beautiful”, which spoke each and every word that my heart tried to express at that moment.


The Experience:


That girl was the most beautiful face I had seen in last two and half years. I regretted that I couldn’t meet her more but at the same time was left amazed of the momentary warmth and life I felt in my heart because of a stranger.


Life is really crazy; few people come in our life for few moments but live behind thousand reasons to think about them, just the way that girl in white churidar left one for me :-)


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