My eyes are always searching for you

Chapter 1

"Emily, it's true that I want to know about him. I want to know what is he like and I noticed everything about him." I said while trying to sit more comfortably on my seat.

"But it is not what you call it. I know I noticed him when he was talking to his friends but how can it be love at first sight? I don't believe it" I was ready to deny it vehemently when the flight attendant said "Please switch off your phone. We are about to depart."
I said goodbye to Emily and closed my eyes falling into a deep sleep.

I actually saw him in my dream. He was sitting next to my seat on the flight. He was caressing my hair and looking directly into my eyes as if asking me to keep looking at him while he looks at me.

Then suddenly he touched my cheek and shouted wake up he have reached our destination. I realized he has changed into an old woman who was now staring at me.

I rubbed my eyes and saw my cousin Tanzin. He woke me up and I realized that the old lady was actually sitting next to me on the flight.

I had never fantasized about any boy ever, but why was he in my dreams? when this realization hit me, my face turned red.

Tanzin asked me if I was alright and I wasn't able to answer him. Tanzin stood up to take out his bag.

I tried to brush away my embarrassment when the old lady sitting next to me said. "You saw someone you like in your dream. Right?"

My jaw dropped to the lowest limit it could fall to. Was it that evident on my face? Wait a minute, do I even like him? how does she know? is she some dream reader? Am I still in the dream?

I was looking at her confused when she smiled and said, " Oh I know, you were smiling while sleeping, I guessed it right." I said, "No, it was someone I saw somewhere, not someone I like."

She said, "Your face turned red after waking up I know it must be someone you like. You know, sometimes, dreams show our desires. Our subconscious mind shows us something that We actually want, to happen."

I was standing at the exit waiting for the taxi but my mind was actually immersed in thoughts.

Do I want him to sit next to me? is it love at first sight just like what Emily said? am I daydreaming? is that dream shows my desire or my craving to meet him? All these questions popped up in my mind, then I realized I was overthinking.

I waved my hand over my head as if trying to clear away the clouds of overthinking and said aloud, "It is not true!"

Tanzin who was standing next to me, asked me "What is not true?" and I tried to dodge his question by saying, "Nothing". Thankfully, our taxi came just at the right moment and we went home. I was welcomed by my housemate and my best friend Emily.

I and Emily were living in Japan to get better at speaking Japanese. We were here on scholarships from our countries. Each day we try to get better at Japanese by listening to people and observing their way of living.

When I passed my 12th exam, I wanted to do something different than others in my family. Women in our family seldom go for higher studies but I wanted to go for higher studies. I wanted to learn a new language because other people speaking various languages always fascinated me. I don't know why I chose Japanese but now I really want to get better at it.  When I decided to become a translator I didn't know learning a new language would be so difficult. Each day I try to learn something new while realizing that I may have forgotten the things I learned earlier.
This happens to everyone, right? One day you decide the passion of your life and then another it feels like a burden to follow your passion, then again you feel energetic and this goes on.

Well, Emily and I met 1 year ago as we were searching for a room to live in and after that, we chose to become housemates.

We both work in the nearby cafes as it is the best way to observe people. We usually share everything with each other. Emily has a boyfriend and they are in a long-distance relationship as he lives in Korea and works at an Embassy.

She shared with me how they met, how he proposed to her, how much she regretted it as she chose Japanese instead of Korean. But I know that the regret is just because of her boyfriend and she loves to learn Japanese. she knows a lot about Japanese culture and always praises how kind Japanese people are.

The main topic of my today's overthinking is that boy I met at the airport while coming back from Dubai. My uncle lives in Dubai and I went there to meet him. My uncle's son, Tanzin is also working in Japan so it is easy for me to go with him and meet my uncle.

Tanzin asked me to wait at the airport while he brought the luggage and complete some formalities. I was reading the novel, Vendetta by Catherine Doyle when I felt as if someone is looking at me. I raised my eyes from the book and saw 3 boys standing near the wall and it felt one of them just tried to avert his gaze from me.
All the three were talking about something and my gaze went back to my book. I didn't pay attention first but when I again looked at him, our eyes met for some time. I noticed his brown eyes. He was so attractive that it was hard to not see him in the crowd.

He was wearing a blue navy t-shirt and let me tell you my favorite color is navy blue. One second, why am I noticing the color of his t-shirt? Then I realized I was checking him out and he noticed it. I panicked and hid my face in my book.

I usually don't pay attention to boys as I have realized how much the appearance of a person can deceive you. My First crush was very handsome but soon I understood his personality was terrible. After that, I stopped looking at boys.

It is not that I lost my interest in boys, but finding some prince charming became unrealistic to me. So I never really paid attention to boys around me (romantically to be specific).

This was unusual for me to stare at a boy and notice the color of his clothes and even his eye color. can you believe it? in just a fraction of seconds, I noticed everything about him. I must have gone mad! I stood up to look for Tanzin but as I was clumsy at all the wrong moments of my life, My bag fell from my lap and as you know at such moments you always forget to close the zip, so all of my stuff fell out.

Those boys were still standing there and I spread all my stuff on the floor because of my damn clumsiness.

I looked up at the roof and shouted inside. Why God? Why of all times Now? there was no reply from the concrete ceiling fan so I hurriedly tried to pick up everything so that no one notice me.
I picked up everything and was ready to run from the crime scene when suddenly I heard a voice,

"Excuse Me".