Yet another normal autumn day and I was on my way to work.
I choose to live a simple life with my own principles.
I prefer to travel by rickshaw rather than a car
Because I believe let someone’s family benefit with me reaching office on time,
Therefore I don’t even bargain with the rickshaw driver.
So there I caught a rickshaw and started off.
It’s a 50-minute journey and often a signal at Inorbit Junction takes a little longer due to the metro construction.
The signal often takes more than 3 minutes to go green and I often choose to read some articles or write blog posts in my time of commute.
Sometimes my wavering mind is void, sometimes it takes me to all those emotional events of life.
Sometimes I smile for no reason, while sometimes I get red and teary-eyed.
So today I was sitting gazing outside totally blank.
Another rickshaw pulled aside ours at the signal in the same direction where I was gazing.
Out of nowhere, I was pulled into a whole new aura. “Ghar se nikalte hee” by Bhushan Kumar was played in the other rickshaw’s radio”.
The smell of perfume straight hit my nostrils and somehow the essence pulled out the archive files of memories.
It happened in a matter of milliseconds.
Out of my curiosity, I lightly bent over to see who was inside the rickshaw, and what do I see?
Long hair, opened, flying lightly.
cream-colored salwar kameez.
A face was seen from the side, reading a book
With wheatish complexion and eyeliner extended.
Ligh shade of pink lipstick and wearing very beautiful earrings.
Suddenly she turned towards me.
I smiled like a goofball and she smiled back.
There was a slight breeze at that moment
Her hair was flying and the essence of her perfume
lovingly punched my nostrils.
That smile was mesmerizing
Those eyes were hypnotizing.
I could not get my eyes off her.
She kept looking at me while looking back at her book regularly.
I smiled again, she again smiled back.
I was lost in her eyes.
She smiled and shy-ed away.
It felt like my eyes had snapped her High definition lossless image
And stored inside my heart.
Then I got a sudden forward jerk.
The signal was green.
We kept on looking at each other and smiling until her rickshaw turned another way.
The next thing I remember is the rickshaw stopped at our office building gate.
I was drawn into her gravity of beauty.
– Hari Iyer