The sky was turning into darkness; the clouds were entwining together as a shelter to the sky, and the sun was ardour to hide behind the sky just like got shy by seeing an acquaintance. I sat on the corner of a bench in a roadside garden as I was waiting for her arrival. It had been a long time since the last time I saw her and time by time I was losing my patience that she wasn't on time. Simultaneously, my mind was mesmerizing with that ambient scenery, and it was giving me the thought of her, my love.
She didn't like to see the tears in my graven face as she always vanished it with her tears of joy. Primordially, there was consistently a person against us who was trying to stop my relationship with her. Though, she never failed to leave a blissful smile in my eyes. When she was touching the palm of my hand, she gave a meaning to my life, and every time she was recalling my soul to say, "I'm always there whenever you need; I will never leave you alone".
She had never supposed to wear a perfume, but the natural scent of her aroma was making me unstable, and it popped out my heart intensely. She was the one who proved to me that age difference doesn't matter when it comes to love as she was older than me. I was almost walking in a dreamy land because of the ambient scenery, and I lost myself in her thoughts. I didn't recognize myself until she was touching my palm, there was lightning and thundering around me as a sign of my love's arrival. As they were welcoming her, she was starting to flow from my head to the toe - - The Rain !
Finally, she came, met and spent some time with me; "It was never going to be an ordinary day".
Don't search me
The day when I'm not with you,
The time when you’re thinking about me,
The hours when you're driving your memories to look behind,
The minutes when your heart is missing me,
The seconds when your eyes are looking for me,
You have to realize I'm always within you as a smile on your lips,
Don't search me
The very first time when I saw her, it was not an ordinary day in my life. Obviously, for her also it was a special day. Neither I nor she was the reason for the importance or special. I meant it was not because we met, but we were witnessing first day in college life. I was seated in the second last row that everyone is strangers as I felt a bland smile in my face and was trying to bind with others. In such a crowded place, I easily spotted her; she was one among the two students who came to the function along with their whole family. I didn't like her at the very first time when my eyes met her. I couldn't figure out the exact reason, why I didn't like her when I don't know her. Even I had a thought; she shouldn't belong to my stream.
The very next day in my classroom when I turned right, saw her, and she was exactly opposite to my seat. Even I talked with her several times, and every-time it was fortuitous. Though I didn't have any intention to talk with her, but talked with her half-heartily. Everything was fine until the time; there was a small dispute between us. As I was really expecting a situation like that, I used of it. I didn't talk with her and started to avoid her. However, it wasn't even a brawl, it was a normal talk, and nothing was wrong with her side. In other words, intentionally I made it as a squabble. From that occasion onwards, I hurt her on various circumstances until the last day in college. I remember well; she was trying to talk with me on the last day in my college as usual I ignored and left the place. At that instant, I thought I wouldn't ever think about her once again in my life.
After a period of two years, one of the things happened in my life droves my memory in a few years back, and it visualized the thoughts of her. As soon I remembered the whole incident happened between us and examined. I couldn't even answer the questions asked by my intuition and in the end, really ashamed of my behavior. How much cruel in my attitude, and I was completely wrong, in my opinion.
It was almost four years; she was trying to talk with me, but I ignored her every single time. When the time I realized my mistake, I had an interest to talk with her. A few months later, I chatted with her on a social-networking site, and she was quite surprised. Even she didn't believe that I'm talking with her. I didn't ask sorry as whatever I had been made earlier was completely up to my knowledge. I felt talking with her is the better way rather than asking sorry, and I did it. It had been a period of six odd years to realize my mistake and still now I couldn't get the answer to the question "Why I didn't like her on that first day?"
Until now, I really heartbroken with my behavior and someday I would tell her "I'm sorry, you’re my friend"