You, Me & Physics

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Night it was; a not-so-dark yet obscure night. The sky treasured multitude of diamonds, singing glories of red spectrum. Stars twinkled and electrons in my head buzzed with some uncanny frequency.

The velocity of air was just enough to make my tresses swirl and dance with an intensity directly proportional to its notoriousness.

Gliding my hands swiftly over the grass, I sighed essentially at an inaudible pitch. But I couldn't know when the longitudinal waves broke the barrier of critical point and reached his ears.

"What makes you sigh?" He asked while tuning the strings of his guitar- the only thing he loved since big bang and the only thing he would ever cherish till the big crunch.

His voice seemed in sync with preternatural cosmic reverberances; perfectly intoned with sudden to and fro lurches that my heart tried to overpower in vain. As distinctly as the least mosaic nebulae could appear, the silvertoned magic mingled with his timbre precisely.

Moonlight melted in his eyes as they peeped into mine. Looking in his eyes was equivalent to getting drowned into deepest of the oceans at a rate indescribable in physical terms.

The dominating vectors that his eyes shot with intense magnitude and fathomless direction, would always make my heart skip and beat or two. So I looked at the sky again, running away from all conundrum.

Just as the focal length of my eye lens began gazing at the perpetual void again, projectile of a shooting star revealed itself.

"There!" I pointed at the fast disappearing phenomenon with awe and avidity, "Go on, make a wish!"

"Why hustle for such swindle? You are such a kiddo!" was his vague and plain reply, followed instantly by a brief laughter. Some absurd yet melodious tones got weaved by brilliant oscillating movements of his fingers on the strings.