Strolling with my pals around your campus, I had begun to wonder if I would accidentally catch a glimpse of you. But I chose to save myself from the heartache and immersed myself in the frolic developing around me. While we were playfully looking at our feet and coordinating the steps with the drums that were being played somewhere distant, that accident was no less than a dream. Or should I call it serendipity?
You stood right in front of me! With 2 guys by your sides.
Hello mam.
And I, dumbfounded, looked into your eyes in disbelief. That moment would have frozen there, had you not brought me back to my senses.
Seems like you can't even recognize me now!
My heart smiled. The most wonderful part about tragedy is the comedy concealed in it. Very few can see it. Fewer still can enjoy it. These words were shot at me by you: the person whose thoughts, for all these years, had not vacated my mind for a second.
No. No. Nothing like that. I am just a little surprised. Umm.. So how are you doing?
And some more meaningless talk followed.
Looking back at that day later, I realized something: Not all coincidences have a hidden purpose.
was thinkin .. read it again.. how does ur tag magical suit this blog? i guess, something is missin in the plot.. u sud have had a girl instead of 2 guys beside him
ReplyDeletehmmm..just imagine being in the girl's shoes..its such a beautiful coincidence for her..it wud be magical to see that guy in front of her suddenly, when she has lost all hopes..
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