I saw a pair of brown eyes which made my heart pound quicker like it never really beat till date, taking me far far away to the days I thought I'll never think back again.
"What will you have ma'am?" I am startled as I look at the waitress.
"Can I have a medium hot chai latte, double steamed?"
"Sure ma'am, I'll be back in a few minutes", she turns around and goes to work. I place my order and sigh deeply.
He sat across the corner facing his back towards me, I got to see him when he called the waitress to order something. The brown eyes, now, look at a girl, a true sight of beauty, lost in his eyes smiling. She's dressed in a floral mini skirt with a white crop top paired. She wore these white hoops which suit her like it's made for her. Her heels look like nobody could walk in them except her. But, still, her elegance and the smile on her face is way dominant.
My coffee arrives and I stare at the intricate leaf design floating at the top of the latte. I hear your laugh, and my stomach drops; it still fills the whole damn room making me want to disappear. If I could, I would submerge myself into the hot liquid, leaving this coffee shop without a thought. But I don't want to.
I trace the top of the mug with my finger, around in endless circles. I stop, and I picture you sitting across from me, coffee in your hand; a goofy grin plastered to your face.
I reach out to my coffee, I take a sip, it's colder now. I gulp it all at once and I notice the waitress texting over phone at a corner, smiling and blushing, I just hope her texts don't become colder like the latte.
I waited for a long time to look at him once, just to make sure it's him. The clock now showed 6'30. "I can wait till I see you again for one last time, but how I wish it isn't you" my heart says.
"City of stars, Are you shining just for me?" the mobile in my sling bag rang and before I could pick it up, it stopped ringing.
Missed call- Mom (1) it showed.
"We're at your room, Mom misses you" my brother's text read.
I gathered my things, left the mug on the table and as I got up from my table, I saw the waitress carrying a coffee with "Shri" scribbled on it. hadn't looked back and moved towards the door.
Somehow, I'm never good at bidding 'Bye', be it goodbyes or the bad ones.
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Timeless treasure
किशोर उपन्यासAditi, a 24 year old shifts to a different city for work where she accidentally relives the memories of her college and her unrequited love, Shri. Being a hesitant and modest girl, she keeps it all to herself throughout her whole life. Peep into the...
