The Falling Petals...🌺

Euphoria....

That day did not end there, though.

A few minutes later, I was in my room, busy performing my victory dance and singing the lines of some romantic song. Just like in some movie, I placed my left foot on the bed and jumped back on the ground to my right, in slow motion. The only difference being, my landing was not successful and I broke the glass of water placed beside the TV.

Shattered glass on the floor, And silence...

Standing alone, in front of the mirror I scolded my reflection, "See, what have you done?"

the very next moment, my reflection smiled.

I was out of control, wondering how I could tell the world that I was the happiest man on the planet at that moment. the feelings within me were straining to come out. And I don't know whether I was failing to handle them, or celebrating them in the best possible way.

Finally, I grabbed my cell again to give her a call and tell her, "You are damn beautiful. You are so perfect....I am so lucky...." I went on and on and she heard all that with a smile.

She was still in that cab and I could hear giggling voices around her. All she said was, "And vice versa. I have so much to say, but just can't. You know right."

WE talked for a very short while and then I ordered my dinner which arrived in another 10 minutes. By 10:30, I had eaten and the hotel staff came to my room to collect plates and bowls.

"How was the food, sir?" he asked.

Did I really notice the taste? Forget the taste, did I even know what dishes I had eaten? All I could think of was her face, the way it appeared when I pulled her in my arms, her eyes and her fragrance which still persisted in my breath.

But I answered, "Oh yes, it was good."

He gathered the plates and left my room.

By 11:30, I still couldn't sleep, though I was tired, I was hung over on something so different, for the first time. I was celebrating the spirit of being in love. Everything around me appeared beautiful because the only thing running through my mind was beautiful.

She too was going through something similar, I learnt when she called me at last. And we talked for a long time, candidly; confessing our fears; describing the thoughts flowing  in our mind when we saw each other at the airport, when I sat on the front seat, leaving her behind, when I locked the door of my room from inside once Nari and Guen had left, when I pulled her in my arms; our happiness, the euphoria in which we still were. I don't remember when, exactly, we slept...