The same wait was yesterday. 1…….2………3…….. hours have passed by. 3 hours have swept without him. Without him, her waiting seemed like eternal. She waited like a hungry tigress for a prey. He never showed up nor did he come. On Facebook, she was hooked and glued totally. It was showing ‘he’s offline’ and no one can tell how much she wished if the blank space of unavailability changes to a green dot. And it was giving an evil laugh as if telling her that she has been a fool waiting and staying up all night.
It’s 12:01 on her laptop, a time that defines past and present as yesterday and today. She hates to stay late nights because she is too weak to handle the morning headache afterwards. She is a morning person. The wait for him; tonight and yesterday night meant everything for she is accepting the later pain. Waiting for that first man who commented on how beautiful her eyes were. He said, ‘You’ve got the most beautiful eyes, I have ever seen’. She hasn’t realized she has got beautiful eyes until his words hit her ears. For a man, who is just not her ideal type she is all ready to take the morning headache, waiting and waiting.
He has made her realize so many things and evoked a grand emotion called love inside her. He is enchanting, charming and mesmerizing. She has been waiting for the same man who looked terrific in black. She has been a big time pretender because whenever he is near she pretends ‘she doesn’t’ but in reality she FAINT and FALL completely when he is nearby. Her heart raced to win all other hearts. It speeds up so much so that sometimes, she got dazed and has to rest a little and breathe in air to calm. Tonight the fool is waiting for the man, 12:01 the clock read.
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