FF: Unexpected: updated 06_27_09 - Page 9

Anjali continued to look outside. The sadness in her face tugged my heart. I felt the over-protective man creeping inside me, the way it always did when I consoled Divya. I wanted to touch her hand which lay idly on her lap and squeeze it to assure her. May be she is nervous coming to a new place without any friends. But as I extended my hand towards her, it felt wrong.

Divya's face sprang into my brains. I felt like I was betraying her somehow. I nearly hit the breaks as a spontaneous response which could have caused a catastrophe in the middle of the highway. What the hell? Where did that come from? I was shocked. I glanced at my fellow passenger. Yes she was sad still and that reminded me of Divya again. Now I realized her eyes reminded me of Divya, her shy sweet smile reminded me of Divya and the pull I felt towards her, was because of Divya. I was dazzled and stunned by her because she brought Divya back to me. I felt that attraction to Anjali because it was my Divya I was seeing within her. I didn't realize till then in my subconscious I missed her and seeing Anjali rekindled my feelings.

I smiled to myself. Yes, I was stunned by her beauty but realized how my brain played tricks with me. I remember talking to Divya in her basement, that particular memory replayed in my dreams and in my awareness like a gazillion times. Anjali is a dazzling rose in an elegant vase which would wither away one day where as my Divya was a little ubiquitous Dandelion in a green meadow'always warming my heart, always there for me. The thought filled my heart with content and peace

I glanced at her again. Anjali's melancholy eyes were beautiful, as deep as Divya's. I remembered the wonderful feeling of being lucky enough to wipe away the tears from Divya's eyes. Anjali was God's way of reminding me Divya, my little Creep Gyp was my universe. I smiled to myself at my realization and felt an indomitable urge to call Nabila and know if Divya was okay. Oh I wished she was here with me now! Did she change a lot?

I hit the gas hard. I felt time was running out. I had to drop Anjali at her stop, wherever that it, call Nabila and get Divya's number. I have to tell Raj that there was no way I succumbed to whatever mean scheme he had in mind involving Anjali. But I made a mental note to thank him. Its because of his scheme I realized why no other held my interest ever, why in deepest of my vulnerable moments I played with my bracelet which I never took off and why a certain memory in a basement flickered through my eyes whenever I was lonely.

I agree with Nabila'I was the greatest moron of the century, I failed to see my sun in broad daylight but was searching for her in depths of the night. The moon that beamed at me with borrowed light from the sun showed me my sun! Bravo Amar! I was impressed with my analogy. It took me this long and a dazzling model to bring out the truth from deep down---I am madly, irrevocably, undeniably and impossibly in love with my sweet little creep gyp---my, only my Divya!.

----------