A journey started after reaching destination

Alternate week journey to home, reason - Of all the therapies world may have to offer, nothing can possibly match a mothers hand brushing through your hair....and to feel the divine feeling amidst of investment banking operations pressure, another journey begins tonight after a tiresome day at 8/4 cubicle, but a special journey and that's the reason it's on the blog.... Like all the male chauvinists on the planet ( Can include other male species if available on different planets) I was wishing for a female partner to grace my next seat, only to kill journey time as I dont sleep in the Journeys,might be sub-conscious mind knew that it will happen some day, high hopes,as it only happens in SRK or shahid movies or some romantic novels written by young authors.....ohhh, wait....I mean hear me out, I see a girl boarding the bus and finding a seat to settle down, before I can pray or wish she, yes, she settled down beside me, first time felt heart do beat fast when(leave it, you know what I mean)..... From the corner of the eye, I tried looking at her,she was adjusting long hair that ended in countless ringets, she was young, perhaps at her mid 20's,her waist length hair had a life of its own, a string of hair repeatedly fell on her forehead, I could not see her face clearly, but she was pretty in a white top(male looks-difficult not to observe)....Siamese as other pretty girls, she loosened her hair from the matching rubber band, and twirling it with index, middle and ring finger, holding the rubber band/ pin in lips ( Lucky rubber band, Kabhie ghaneri kaali jhulfen to kabhie Gulaabi Hoth) and binding it with rubber band/ pin again ( I would rather say Jailing, as I like loosen hair).....and what I see for next few seconds was enthralling experience of my life....For the first tim)e, with th moonlight passing from the window pane, I see a fair face,charming cheeks, red tipped nose, a small bindi, almost went unnoticed not because its small, but because of her eyes,interrupting the vision of bindi...such killing looks, I bet it's difficult to take your eyes out once you look at those beautiful magical eyes.... her eyes were showering affection...I have pinched myself so hard until I felt the pain, to feel it as a true and real experience....I looked at my sole companion for all the journeys and told, dear satellite, am sorry today she is the moon..... Never ever thought my dumb and weirdest offer ever to a girl by a boy will start a conversation, confused, let me explain,thinking high on how to strike a chat, my off late friend COUGH had hit me, terrified with the act, she gazed and tried to offer some help, And to get a control,took Vicks out of my pocket, two in hand, being Indian offered her one ( wierd offer, if Vicks are to be offered why Dailry Milk silk is made, dumbo,my sub-conscious mind bashed me) but she was so cute that she took it ( dont expect her to take it)......I was ecstatic and the conversation tuned with soothing wind from window,like music,her hair kept falling on forehead an she continued to adjust it, and the conversation continued.... Shared a lot of lighter moments,experiences, my PERCEPTION, a coffee at a highway past 2am, discussing about a temple shining under moonlight(an epic moment, wish there was some one to capture that moment) and this lasted to Dawn(sun rise), until then we did not realised that a whole night was spent on some golden moments which wil last ever on the sands of time...... We were so unlike each other but we liked each other conversations, this blog is a tribute to tht friend, never met again as I stated in the title, our journey started after reaching destination.....hope title is apt for the blog.....with Love, a Ranjhaana who likes to spend time in day dreaming...

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