First loves

Love at first sight

so this is the revised first chapter of my story "first loves": 

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Again I woke up, feeling flustered and excited. Why can't I remember this dream I asked myself with a sigh. I decided not to think again about this dream. The whole week I was looking forward to this day, finally after almost one month I would see Jasmeet again. Jasmeet was my best friend and I loved her so much. I was so grateful for our deep friendship. She stood by me in my hard times and chose not to believe the gossip some people spread about me in the Sikh community of Vienna.

When we met each other, we hugged each other and we sat down in a coffee shop where you could pet cats. I really liked these kind of places, it reminded me of the times when my mother and I owned a cat. Nino was really a sweet cat, showing us how lovely cats could be. 

"Sarah, when were you in love the last time?" my best friend Jassi asked me suddenly. I was surprised at her question and raised my eyebrows. She knew that I was single and not looking for love at the moment. She just laughed and answered me cockily: "You are all about love, tell me the last time you completely fell for someone! I am very curious! And do not say Deep, I know that you were not in love with him!"

I had to think for a while, contemplating my answer. But then I suddenly remembered everything as if it was yesterday. I started to speak with a soft voice: "Well, it all started ten years ago when I went for the first time to the Gurdwara in the 12th District.... " and then it was as if the memory replayed itself and I could feel transported through time and space. I was 18 years old again. 

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I remember everything as if it happened yesterday. I remember the way I felt when I first walked into the Gurdwara in the 12th district of Vienna. It was as if I traveled back in time and relieved the memory itself. 

I was quite nervous because it was so crowded, I didn't know at that time that it was a festive occasion for Sikhs. I just knew that the guy who invited me to the Gurdwara was not the eye-catcher he thought to be. But nevertheless, I thought why not accept the offer he presented to me? I loved Sikhism, although I didn't know so much about it. I thought that it would be great to see another Gurdwara. The minute I stepped into the house of God, I realized that it was smaller than the one in the 22nd district and immediately I relaxed. 

As soon as I took off my shoes and washed my hands and feet, I walked up the stairs where the Guru Granth Sahib Ji was situated. After bowing in front of the Guru, I sat down next to him, not aware of it, in the men's section. 

However, soon my nervousness was forgotten when I first laid eyes on him. A group of men walked up the stairs and then it happened... I saw the most handsome and enticing man my eyes have ever beheld. I just knew that he was special. His buddy was also quite handsome but I did not notice it at that time. I was too occupied, staring at this handsome stranger. Could one fall in love just by glancing one time at someone? I was awestruck, I was so busy staring at this guy. I remember it as if it happened yesterday. He was tall, had piercing eyes, and wore traditional Indian clothes. He did not notice me at that time, but I did not care about this. I was too awestruck. He seemed similar to the guys I wrote about in my stories. 

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"Where are you, Sarah? Lost in the memory?" the voice of Jasmeet suddenly interrupted my past experience. I was sad when I realized that it was all in the past. The excitement and the deep attraction I felt for this young man, was not currently part of my life. There was no one that sparked my true interest, as did this young man from my past. I was also sad that I made the choice that I made. I could have chosen differently, but alas, it was in the past... So I should not worry about the things I could not change. 

I answered her with a sad voice: "I remember everything from my past!"  A lonely tear escaped my eye and this was all it took for me to completely break down. Jassi's eyes darted to my tears and she said with a sincere and convincing tone: "You will find love again... just be patient!" 

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so what do you think so far... should I continue this story? :)