Rendezvous
New Delhi, 15th October 1998
On the railing of the terrace, she lied lifeless with tears rolling down her cheeks and falling on the railing ... Life had been sucked out of her and future just held darkness for her ... All she could do was to wait for every inch of her being to diffuse and become vacuum and every shred of hers to turn into dust for she had a long way before meeting her love ... The only solace she found was in the memories of her past ... The most beautiful part of her life - the most horrifying part of her life ...
Mumbai, 14th August 1997
The compartment was crowded and she could not even find a place to stand - the ladies compartment was full and she had no other option but to enter the common compartment ... It was scary to be standing in a compartment crowded with 20 men all around her ... She felt someone push her and as she was about to fall - she felt a strong grip around her stomach - her heartbeats nearly paused as she recognized the touch ... All the suffocation was gone and she turned her head to see him intensely gaze at her ... He pulled her near and glared at the man behind her ... She felt protected and softly held his kurta in her fists and moved closer - her forehead touching his shoulder and his hand firmly around her waist ... She finally built the courage to speak, "Shukriya ..." was all she could say - her voice was betraying her ... She heard his husky voice and felt his breath on her neck as he replied, "Tumne meri madat ki, maine tumhaari ... hisaab baraabar ..."
Her soft fragrance was driving him crazy but he controlled his heart but heart can never be caged and he lost himself when her innocent eyes stared into his blazing ones and he could not help but ask, "Tumhara naam kya hai?" ... She kept looking in his eyes and he could see her gulping before she said, "Saba ... aur ... tumhara?" "Ali ...", he replied without removing his eyes off her ... She had captivated him ... As her lips curved into a soft smile, he could not help but smile back ... No more words were exchanged between them as their eyes said it all ... As the train stopped with a jerk, she held him tight for support while he tightened his grip around her waist ... She heard the announcement and building courage; softly spoke, "Mujhe jaana hai ..."
Mumbai, 15th October 1998
"Saba ..." he sighed remembering the day he heard her beautiful voice for the first time ... That moment felt like the world was bringing them together but call it irony of life that the whole world came together to separate the soul from the body - the heartbeats from the heart - Saba from Ali and now all he could feel was numbness as if time had stopped for him and slowly tears rolled down his cheeks - he had stopped controlling them in the hope that they would one day, wash away him from this cruel world and he would be able to embrace his love in his arms ...
Mumbai, 23rd August 1998
Chris was waiting for Daniel while sitting on the bonnet of the car when he saw HER walking across the street and forgetting everything, he started running in her direction ... he tried calling her name but in the sounds of the horns of the cars; she could not hear him ... He was running between the traffic unknown to his surrounding with his eyes only looking at her and only one word on his lips, "ANNA!!!"
She was merrily walking towards the church when she felt someone calling her but in the crowd she could not see any known face and with a confused expression on her face; she started her walk again ...
As she started walking towards the steps of the church, she felt a strong grip on her wrist and fear took over her smile ... She slowly turned and as she saw him smiling; panting; sweating yet firmly holding her wrist - the fear as gone and what remained were her pink cheeks ... "Tum?", was all she could say ... He finally gathered himself and stood near her ... "Hi ..." She giggled looking at his expressions and listening to his 'hi' ... He was mesmerized in the melodious sound of her giggle and didn't even remember what he had to say ...
She felt like melting under his strong gaze and as walked near her; her heartbeats fastened - she feared that he would hear her heartbeats ... She was lost in his eyes and didn't know what was happening around her ...
He picked up a red rose from the nearby stall and held it in front of her but noticed she was lost ... He smirked and bent near her ear, whispered while holding out the rose for her, "Ye tumhaare liye ..." She closed her eyes and bit her lip as she felt his breath on her neck and softly held the rose in her delicate fingers and whispered, "Thank you..." before running inside the church turning crimson red ... He looked at her going and putting his hand in his hair, smiled ... He hit his chest with his fist and said, "Mar gaya Chris ..."
Edited by -jaee- - 14 years ago
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