Three-Magical-Words Girl !!

I was totally exhausted with the trekking. My left leg was showing the toe* to my mouth for eating the junk and my mouth was enjoying its act done few hours ago. Not at all ashamed, rather the tongue (accomplice in crime) was also delighted I would say. So, finally the left leg gave up and the mind decided to take a rest, eyes wandered to find an empty bench. Luckily, it was just right there, well actually just 20-30 steps away that felt like 20-30 miles.


A girl was sitting right across me. She was wearing a white salwar and green kameez with a black shawl wrapped around. Could not see her face, it was almost perfectly hidden with the black shawl and only body part visible was "her beautiful beady eyes". My eyes which were gloomy moments ago, were dilated, tongue which was delighted is now speechless and heart almost had 2 minor heart attack (don't worry I have them pretty regularly).

She was also looking at me. There was some magic in her eyes which made me feel connected. Idea seems insane to a purposeful-confident-directed-integrated-sensible insaan like me but I was seriously thinking going up to her and says those three magical words to a complete stranger. The mind was doing all the probability calculations of a what-the-hell-do-u-think-of-you kind of reply. And it came up with an pessimistic figure of 99.9999% chance of her saying that. Mathematically there is a chance of 0.0001% but my not-so-good-at-mathematics heart read only the italic part of the report i.e. there-is-a-chance.

Only problem was that legs were enjoying their newly found rock-star status symbol and were refusing to go up to her even when the distance was mere 5 steps. After much cajoling and a promise of having a pedicure and massage afterwards they finally took those 5 steps. Here I was, standing in front of the lovely lady ready to say those three magical words. Face was worried for a possible (almost inevitable) outcome of being fiercely slapped. With heart beating fast, eyes looking southwards, fingers crossed I went to close to her and said it slowly with all sincerity of my heart.

Surprise, Surprise Surprise !!!
To my utmost surprise she also reciprocated and said "Jai Mata Di"


showing the toe*:: Phrase is from Sienfeld season one script. Showing the toe is more humiliating than showing a finger. I do not understand. Someone picks an arbitrary finger and shows it to you and you feel bad about it. It is just a finger. What does it mean? Why should I feel bad about it? I would feel worse if someone shows me the toe. Because it is not easy to show the toe. You got to have your shoe off, socks off, raise your leg and show it to other saying "Look at the toe buddy ". Now that's really insulting, isn't it?

Noodle Girl !!

"Wait for 2 mins", she said with a smile that was more than a typical front desk smile. "OK", I replied. So many thoughts* ran through my mind while I was waiting for my turn and she was attending a fat-ugly-bald man.

[Aahh!! What a lovely smile?]
[I think I love this girl?]
[How would these long 120,000 milliseconds pass?]
[Does she have any idea of my agony?]
[What would I talk to her?]
[Why isn't she looking at me?]
[Why is this moron sitting in front of her not standing?]
[Should I shoot this bastard with my *Water Gun*!!]

Nevertheless, it took whole 7 mins to pass these so called 2 mins and the mindless thoughts above did not helped in situation either.

"You don't make Noodles. Do you?" (frustrated yet smiling) At least she was paying attention to me now.

(perplexed) "Yes, I do!!"
"Your 2 mins are long"........"They might kill some innocent noodle"........ "leaving others with serious pan-burn injuries"......."Don't you have a heart?"
[Why is she smiling so flirtiously...Did I say a joke?]

"What do you want, Sir"
"I want to break my Fixed Deposit"
"Why do you need such a large amount?"
(ashamed) "I am taking my girlfriend to movie and she wants *popcorn* too"
(laughed) "She is a lucky girl!!"

(Heart beating fast) [Why is she not taking me seriously...Do I have a Big RED nose?]

"Sir, Can you sign here?"
"Have you written this disclaimer?"
"Yes, but why?"

Her innocent eyes dived into mine, searching for an answer. I felt awkward. No girl had done that before.

"Your handwriting is really BAD!!........You should go back to school!!"
(smiled) "OK...I will"

[Will she keep smiling like this forever?] (Heart pounding against wall)
[I should not see this girl again........She is a ruthless KILLER]
"I should be going". I packed hastily and scurried away.

It has been 2 months now and I am still longing to meet her again.
[Is this LOVE?]......[If I go to see her, would she smile again?]......Please Help!!

thoughts* - For the first timers my thoughts come in rectangular brackets. [Thank God, People cannot read them...Phew!!]