What is love?
A group of educated bookworms will give a great grammatical definition. Like: "Love is an intricate and profound emotional state characterized by a deep and enduring affection, attachment, and concern for someone or something, often accompanied by a complex interplay of feelings, thoughts, and behaviors. It encompasses a wide spectrum of experiences, ranging from the passionate and romantic to the selfless and compassionate". Some will say that "love is love, it is a feeling,it has to be felt". Some will say that "love is nothing but a lust". Some will say that "love is nothing but a waste of time". Everyone's definition of love is different, So to me & This is my story about my love life.
I saw her for a glimpse. I don't know who is she, I don't know anything about her, I don't even know if we are in the same year, same dept or not.
Just saw her in the back stage of the auditorium for the cultural competition in my college. After some time I understood we both are participants there. I sing a little bit, and may be she enroll her name in dancing.
She looks amazingly beautiful. Weaing green kurti, a small jhumka in the ear, two or three bangles in the hand, matching bag and a small heel shoe of pink color pop up her looks. Really, The moon will be ashamed of her beauty. Long dark eyes, natural hair curls, blush on the cheeks, a small black tip on the forehead, a sweet smile on the corner of the lips and a high tooth on the right molar was adding to her beauty. When she smiles it seems like a white rose has blossomed. Her kajal-encrusted long black eyes always beckon to drown. It seemed to him that all the beauty of the world paled in comparison to his majesty. I was just looking at her madly. Forgetting all my thoughts, I was singing the praises of her beauty.
But everything needs to have a limit. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, I lost her in that little room in backstage. I stood up from my seat and looked around for her, standing still as far as the eye could see.
Just then someone called me out of my daze, saying it's your turn. Go and rock on the stage. I tried to distract my mind from her thoughts and focus on the competition.
I went to the stage and somehow finished my song. I was looking for her even in the middle of my song. All the light of the stage was towards me but my eyes were looking for her there too. I finished the song and hurriedly sat on the audience chair.
I am waiting like crazy for the host to call her name and I can match the name with the face I know. But one dance after another ended along with my waiting and patience. The competition, which started at noon, is also nearing its end. It's almost 9pm. All the dams of my patience were breaking. Sitting in the audience seat, I was rushing like crazy and thinking how bad my luck is? It seemed as if all my hopes were shattered. I waited for some more time, when it was 9:30 pm I decided to come out of the auditorium. I stood up from my seat blaming God for everything.
Just as I was about to leave the auditorium with my friends, the host called a name and said, "Now I will slowly request the last contestant Sia on the stage." I was almost opening the exit door of the auditorium. Hearing the announcement the light of Hope, which was almost extinguished in my mind, woke up again. I turned my face away from the door and looked at the stage. Yes I was right. This is the familiar face I saw a while ago.
"Okayy so her name is Sia. Wow, that's a very sweet name, just like how sweet she looks........."
I was thinking about all this while standing at the exit gate. In the middle of all these thoughts, suddenly the song started. The song was "Kajra re". Her dance moves were pure poetry in motion, and her passion for it shines brightly with every steps she took. In a word, she was just awesome. Seeing her dancing, it seemed like a peacock was dancing the rain. I was just looking at her with fascinated eyes. I forgot everything for a moment and watched her dance. After finishing the dance, she bowed to the ground and went down from the stage with that sweet smile on her face.
I came out and was waiting for the lift. There was no one near the elevator, I was alone.
After a while, the elevator door opened and I saw her again in a hurry. He bumped into me while getting out of the elevator. And says "oh I'm so sorry, are you okay?" I was nervous. I said " yah? No?Yah,, Oho, Actually yah I'm fine, it's ok......"
Now she laughed a little louder and asked "are you actually okay??"
