Tryst with destiny
Hello readers. I wish to share a story of love, discord and friendship between two individuals separated by distance as their destinies bring them closer and further apart during different periods of their lives.
Chapter I: A coffee and a lady
A chilled wintry after-noon and a coffee shop — yes that was the setting of our first meeting — the meet we were looking for almost a month or so. “A lot can happen over a coffee” — guess thats true. In our case, we could re-affirm that
“A lot went well over that coffee” .
The rendezvous was as exciting, as the build up to it. The expectations, the nervousness, the stupidity quotient were all pretty high. There were smiles, there were awkward moments, and yet we believed things were going normal.
It is a strange place, is a coffee shop. It is romantic in its setup, with the seats close together, put up in a fashion people get to know each other, and yet comfortable enough for strangers to meet. There is not that room for too many people and you hardly find any rush in there, secluded from the city-life outside. And, of course, there is the coffee to soothe your mind and comfort you for a light, breezy talk. Life seems to take a rest, from the joys and the sorrows, from the expectations and the results, and from the ups and the downs. The isolation brings in comfort, in such a serene environment, the stillness brings in the pleasure of laziness.
The talk starts a little cautiously as you get to know the other person. You feel the joy of knowing a person, and what more a lady in my case. You start understanding the lady, how she behaves, how she thinks, how she reacts, and far more than that you get the lovely smile time and again. The eye-contact is one thing you could feel only when u sit opposite a lady. It is as if it fills in all the voids your conversation ever leaves behind, something that has to be experienced only. The conversation drifts on aimlessly as you sit there thinking about the other person, admiring her, smiling and wondering whats next.
Finally, you move to the end of the most wonderful get-together you’ve ever had. You really do not want it to. If only somethings could last forever, if only time was not an issue, if only circumstances went as you want them to. However, thats life, it gives you happiness and limits it with constraints you do not want to accept. You get up, there is the final good bye and you part ways, thinking how did it go, what was the impression like, and how could she look that beautiful.