My secret Confession-2
You seem to be doing fine, I saw you hanging out on hills, your DP told me… oh yes, I always stalk your profile in a little hope to know more about you.
I always sulk for this unconditional love I have for you, I don’t want to talk with you or meet you any time soon(perhaps I am afraid of the reality) but I always want you to be in my life.
You know what yesterday I was traveling to an unknown city for the first time and I didn’t know it was going to be a cold night … I didn’t have a shawl or sweater and midnight moon threw cold airs through the tightly packed bus making me shiver for there was no source of warmth.
There was a couple sitting diagonally to my seat, perhaps a newly wedded one and like me, they too were visiting the place for the first time and had nothing to warm them up.
But what they had was a companion to whom they can hold and cuddle and share the warmth with… after a few minutes as the movie, the bus was showing ended they eventually slept hugging each other … the girl resting on her husband’s right shoulder and encircling his right arm.
Alas! I missed that someone; I craved for that warmth, for that cuddle.
I kept tossing and turning in my seat waiting for the night to end but the chilly night seemed to just stretch… hilly roads with steep turns kept my yawns on break.
Finally, my body exhausted because of all the motions and discomfort and through the wee hours of the night I dozed off…
The bus stopped at a local city and a few passengers boarded the bus. “How someone was interested to come at the bus stop at the middle of the night?” I always asked myself this question and that day too I asked this to me.
Someone sat beside me, I could not see his face but the perfume was familiar and my heart started beating fast… all of a sudden I was no cold rather I was feeling heated, troubled the same way I used to be when you were around.
And then the stranger stretched their hand to collect their ticket and I took no moment to identify the black holy strings which were tied on that one wrist I was very familiar with… “Did I ever observed someone that closely as I did you?”
In a moment my wintery night turned into a smooth summer morning, I was feeling all kind of excitement inside me, I was only once this close to you and that too by chance but this time you were close to me and I could not help but feel the familiar cologne of yours suffocating my nostrils and not letting me breathe.
I tried securing my thin yellow dupatta around me and that’s when you sensed I was not okay, not comfortable but till that time the little yellow lights of the bus was switched off and the bus moved again leaving me shivering again.
You didn’t say a thing and perhaps laid on your seat, I didn’t know cause I was unable to tilt an angled; too shy to even look at you .i thought to move but I felt paralyzed; like I saw a ghost and my body numbed afterward.
And suddenly I found you pulling me towards you and a current ran through me, “what are you doing?” I wanted to ask but couldn’t say and without a word, my crying soul found peace into your warm embrace and hearing your heartbeats I slept.
“Madam, Viratnagar is here… get up, get up madam otherwise you won’t get anything to go into the city.” I was being called and I opened my eyes gradually.
Your fragrance flew somewhere, sunlight replaced your warmth, your embrace was gone and reality hit me…it was just a dream.
I laughed on my own fantasies and my stupid wishes that have started taking the shapes of hallucinations and dreams these days and stretched my hand to lift my little airbag when I found a guy leaving the seat just in front of me and what I noticed was he had the same cologne as you used to wear.
this time a bit confused
your secret lover.
Hello guys… have you ever loved someone that deeply that you start seeing them…No, no that’s not the symptoms of schizophrenia but have you ever?”
Enjoy this shot and do tell me how you like.
With love Morusya.