Times Square !
A small fountain !
Pige... Pigeons...Hah!!! She loved Birds.
Oh no!!!! Come on... I'm an ass!...'Cause it's not Times Square.... its never Times Square! Times Square doesn't have green patches of grass all around... with an iron pole in middle...
Wait, is it a pole? Is it a building? No, a tower... it's Eiffel Tower.
Oh!!! I'm happy, that I'm here.I am... I am sitting on a bench. A flock of pigeons are moving in front of my feet...bobbing their head, front and back, as they walk on that ground...
I am... I am feeding them. I am feeding those penguin...no, no, no, no...PIGEONS... I am feeding then bread crumbs... Oh, they peck my foot... Aww!!! They are so cute!!!
I am... I am feeding them... but yeah, I am eating myself too... What am I eating? Oh yes!!! I am eating a Burger...Hah!!! My favourite one!!! Burger king, extra cheese, extra Ham, extra Lettuce, Mustard sauce. Yumm!!!
And yeah! I got a smoothie too... That's kept by my side. I'm sitting all alone. People are passing by, with a smile on their face... not a mocking smile, but a fascinating one... I am a great Popstar now...a huge teenage sensation... people admire me, my works, my songs. Finding me away from America, sitting on a bench in the romantic city of Paris.
But wait!!! For what ? Why was I sitting there? Why was I...?
Yeah! I remember waiting for something....Someone. I didn't start with my food. Burger was in my hand, Smoothie beside me. Maybe I thought we would share the same burger...or I would give away the smoothie to her. The Smoothie was of chocolate.... Ah!!! She loved chocolates.
When I used to see her before, she always had 2-3 Alpinos or a packet of Oreos... and when I used to ask for one, she would turn her back to me, or start gobbling, and chewing the Oreos, as fast as she could, so that nobody takes her chocolates.
Huh so!! Where was I ? Ya...I was sitting... I was sitting on a bench, feeding penguins...Oh god, not penguins... Pigeons... feeding pigeons, holding a delicious Ham Burger, and a Smoothie by my side...waiting for someone.
The bench I was sitting on was quite wide. I was sitting on one end. People in the world, would really feel great to share a bench with Justin Timberlake... for most it will be a priviledge.
So first, by my side, on the bench, sat a dog. Ok...not funny!!! It doesn't matter me that a human being did not accompany me (though I didn't expect a dog), but still the dog was cute...
It had a hell lot of fur, Smooth fur... It was a Golden Retriever, that's what the body colour said me. It got up on the bench and sat there for a moment. It turned its head, left and right as if it was the Victoria's Secrets Fashion Show's Showstopper. As it looked at me, it's eyes brightened. And then I saw it coming slowly towards me. And yes he came and sat by my side, and rested its body on my lap. I tendered her head, her neck, her coat of fur. She felt comfortable. I decided to go e the burger to her. She took it. She ate it. She was not willing to go, until her master called her up. She went with a sad expression of departure. But I was not waiting for just anyone... I was waiting for Her. People passed by, and time passed by. Everyone gazed at me in amazement. I ignored all. From morning, to afternoon...
I was looking at the sky... the sunset sky of Paris. Patches of Dark Red, Yellow, Dark Red, Yellow, Mauve, Violet, Dark Red... Something that really soothes your eyes, something that really pacified your mind...Something you can't stop looking at...
I looked at my Omega, it showed 4:27 p.m. I couldn't think of doing anything... I was just waiting....waiting for Her. I didn't even know whether she would show up. But I couldn't get up from that bench...I wouldn't get up from that bench. It is because I promised her...I promised my own heart that I would wait for her till the last second of my life.... whatever be the consequences... even if she forgets me easily, I can't. 'Cause she did not believe in true love, but I did. 'Cause I know people hurt, people break your heart, people are stone-cold hearted...Not Love.
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My Obscure Love
RomanceHumans are jealous of people, who are always showered with unconditional love and utmost bliss... Humans pity on people, who have been separated from, or cheated by their "so-called-TRUE-love". But Humans....Do they ever remember people...who never...