Initially I was a bit hesitant about posting this stuff on the blog, but then this a blog right? The major inspiration behind this post was Abhishek Sainani. These days, all the posts in his blog are what he sees in his dreams. Why should I be left behind?? So here it goes...
disclaimer : All the characters in the dream are fictional. Some (frankly speaking most) of stuff is quite _________.
It was nearing sunset. The sun was just above the grass which grew knee high extended far and wide as far as one's eye's could make out, except for a small patch land which had a thatched house, maybe with not more than a single room within. A few yards away from the house were a few swings. I was leaning against the wall of the house watching her.
Sitting on the swing, Sc was lost in her thoughts. Her legs every now and then carelessly kicking the ground trying to impart some momentum to the swing. Her blonde hair which grew slightly beyond the shoulder was swaying lightly in the breeze. As always her sense of dressing was nothing short of impeccable! A skin tight blue top coupled with a gray Tommy Hilfiger jeans. To top it all, she wore a green overcoat. A few strands of hair were lying against her eyes. I felt a lump develop in my stomach as she lazily brushed back the hair from her face. Her hair was neatly parted on the side and it would have been so easy to get lost in it's subtle layers.
I could take it no more. I silently but briskly walked and stopped right beside her. Deeply engrossed in her thoughts, she hadn't even sensed my presence around her. It was only when she pushed the ground under her and set the swing in motion, her hair brushed against my shirt , she realized that I was just beside her. Slightly taken aback, she stopped the swing and stood up. A feet apart I looked into her eyes. Those black eyes which had mesmerized me from the moment I first saw them a week back.
"I'm not too sure about the whole thing. I think we must leave it at that. I have my doubts about the whole thing!" started Sc. I continued looking at those pair of eyes of hers. She continued, "Aren't you gonna say something? You are just gonna stare at me?"
"You've got a terrific smile. Has anyone ever complimented you for how nicely your eyes blend with that maskara you've applied?" I said, still looking at her without a single blink.
"Yeah! I know one guy for sure who has complimented me atleast half a dozens and that guy is standing right in front of me," quipped Sc and then taking a step or two backward she continued, "Has anyone ever told you that you play a very aggressive game?"
to be continued...