When it rain....

It was a wet rainy evening and I was sitting on my window looking at rain, it was such a beautiful scene where the entire vicinity as far as one can see was covered with the colorless water, I somehow like this season of rain a lot which melts you into deep tears even if you don’t cry, if you don’t believe then try going out in rain and see the tears, I was waiting for my friends to come but the wait prolonged and I got into a short nap until the evil noise of doorbell started ringing and made me little angry on that person who is doing this cruel act, I went to the door and opened…..

Me: “Yes.”
She: “oh I am sorry I thought it was my friend’s place.”

I didn’t move an inch from the door until I realized we two don’t know each other but somehow I was not able to take my eyes off from that face, it was raining pretty hard that day and there was something in between which didn’t let both of us take off our eyes from each other until her friend popped in from the next door and almost screamed her name; this was the best introduction of anyone I had till now. I then realized that I should go back, it’s not good staring at someone especially when you don’t know that person and she is friend of your neighbor, I guess this is the drawback of a bachelor who lives without family. Those few moments made my day and left an enchanting feeling that lasted for the entire day left.

Days passed by and as I was busy in work so didn’t get time to notice that another weekend came and I was again alone at home looking outside my window and remembering those moments which left strong marks in my memory until again the door bell rang, with thousands of hopes in heart I wished it should be those eyes but it wasn’t her, I told myself mistakes aren’t the practice everyone follows like me and I shut the door feeling little disappointed. After few days I was standing on the bus stop; it was again raining very hard and fortunately I had my umbrella with me which although failed to cover me completely but was helpful, when I suddenly realized that someone is looking at me, I tried a lot but it was raining so hard that I was not able to look across and identify but I was quite sure that someone was looking, suddenly it struck to me that it may be those eyes which I now days pray to see all the time, I saw my bus coming my way and I got onto it and to my good luck or what ever you call it the person who came and sat next to me was the same who I saw two weeks back on my door.

It was unbelievably close to what I expected and to be frank I was not prepared for it; although I tried hiding my emotions as I didn’t want to look so desperate but I know I showed it quite vigorously in the entire journey. To my knowledge she also got on to the same stop where I used to get off, we walked almost next to each other until I got into my office and my eyes followed her until I lost my view due to heavy rain, next day again I wished to see her on the stop and it was my lucky day she was standing there. We looked at each other as acknowledging and got onto the same bus, this used to repeat everyday until one day I didn’t see her on the stop, I waited leaving three buses to office she didn’t come and I went to office with disappointment, next one week I didn’t see her but again today it was raining quite heavily when I reached the bus stop, I found someone looking at me and it was her and when our eyes met she smiled for the first time as if saying sorry on not coming for one week, I in return also smiled and we went on to take the same bus. I always thought of asking her for a talk but was reluctant as I was not sure how would she react on this, and also practically we never had verbal conversation even once.

Time passed on and we became silent commuters on the same path, although we never exchanged a word in between but we talked with expression, I knew when she is happy and when she is not and I guess she also learnt the same language. It went on until one day again on a weekend someone knocked on the door and to my surprise it was her! she was standing having a card in her hand, the date was one day before my birthday, she didn’t ask to come in. First time she talked to me by wishing me for the birthday and told me that she is leaving tonight for New York for her further studies, this was the very first and last time I heard that voice, I am sure she also had lot to talk as I had but no one was talking, we stood for long time just looking at each other I guess we became better speakers in expressions. She had tears in her eyes which cleared all the doubts in my mind. I wanted to express my feeling towards her but I guess some times it’s so difficult express feelings in words that I couldn’t find anything to say. She realized that she was running late and she again wished me and left. I felt very bad when she left but I had no option left now.

After five months I was in New York and one rainy day on the Broadway when I was completely wet I saw someone looking at me and I identified those eye which were again filled with tears of joy and this is how things came to an end.