The past few days have been really antagonizing for a somnolent mortal such as me. Having taken another shot at an exam , where debunking has become a habit , I found myself in for a pleasant surprise when one of the lesser known institutes offered me hope . Besides this the other hip and happening thing has been the cumbersome application process of GRE. Alas ! I have been bitten by this monster lest I should be lost into oblivion as yet another graduate in the big wall. However the most astounding happening was a chance encounter in a metro with a lady who at first sight had my balls.(Eye Balls).
It all happened at a mere tryst of fate , at whose disposal I have offered myself , unwillingly though.
I happened to board a metro at a nondescript underground station , heading home after a grueling day at the office and playing responsibility truant yet again. It was a usual soporific day culminating in yet another trickery played by me on the unsuspecting ALARMS at the workplace. There was nothing remotely suggestive in the air of cupid conspiring to bell me.
At the changeover , I was rushing off to the platform , lest I should miss my catch , the train. The change in platforms though a long tiring walk from the deep to abysmal troughs into the core of earth , had always fascinated me . It displayed the sheer success of public transport system . It made me at the sheer engineering feat accomplished with strict adherence to norms. It once again brought into focus the pivotal role of a perishing breed of civil engineers , playing to define civilizations . In short it made me fill with sheer delight , the only time when I did not curse my four years of undergraduate work.
It was at this moment , ecstacy struck. I had managed to catch a glimpse of a petite dainty , delicate as a newly born silhouette with a striking magenta lining, albeit for a moment . A perspicacious look followed to trail the whereabouts of a beauty personified , who garnered my attention and bought heart beat in sync with rhapsody ... eee ..... And Oh my mime ! What a lady she was . Dressed in a typical salwar kameez ,worn generally by ladies from north for its sheer comfort , with a shawl clinging from her shoulders , a miniature handbag dangling from the curvaceous body ,she was imprisoned with winter clothings that made the beauty eternally imaginative. She was in her prime , seemed to be married but that was of least consideration for me. She had an air of calmness and composure matched with a face of stoic indifference as if the world seemed to have been unkind to her and she had repudiated herself from it's tyrannical ways. It must have been one of those 'aha' moments whose impact is inversely proportional to the time duration : I was in her awe . My mouth was stuck open, the mind had been numbed and sanity never my forte , had been relegated to redundancy.
I cajoled myself into letting myself being convicted by the timeless serenity of a face yet to be smitten by the vagaries of Delhi's unscrupulous hoodlums. Yet I let myself being drawn into her .
But it was an ephemeral moment and I wished to prolong it.I wished for a status quo lest the encounter should come to an abrupt end. I wished the metro gets delayed , the milling crowd disappear , to let me focus on my object of splendour . But it was to be otherwise.
A train on its way to vishvavidyalya slid into the sliding . Most of passengers , until a moment back under the awe of extreme order at a 'Railway Platform' made a dash , giving little consideration to civil behavior. It was a mayhem let loose with those inside wanting to get out getting outdone by those equally hell bent on outwitting them. Unless for God , metro's would run empty. It was a classic 'Deadlock' . Order restored , compartments occupied and the train on its course , I began taking stock of the situation . To my utter surprise and inexpressible merriment , the pretty damsel was just next to me clinging to a pole as if waiting for the curtains to go off ..eeee...i messed pole dance...Bad habits die hard ala Demo Moore. I wanted to keep staring at her but remnants of civility prevented me from doing so. I had a turmoil brewing up inside me. I wanted to express myself . I already had squandered many such serendipitous encounters. I did not want this go the same way. I decided to act and act decisively.