"awp", i moaned looking at my watching to check what time it is. i clearly had no clue what time did i sleep last night. well travelling in a train for more than 24 hours is one heck of a job. i hated it. it was 8 in the morning and it was quite early for me but late for my co-passengers as they got up way early than i thought. i was travelling from kerala(a state in india) to back to the place i live Mumbai(yet,another state in India) after our midterm holidays.
as it was a mid term holiday, my father did not travel with us. so it was just me my sister shruthi,my mum and my grandpa.
"Zaara get up! the passengers are uncomfortable sitting with their back down." my mother whispered into my ears.
"How about two minutes more?" I asked still in my sleepy voice. the death glare from my mother was enought for me to understand the answer is a no.
i got up and jumped down my berth and helped myself with my toothbrush and toothpaste.
i wished my co passengers a good morning and apologized them for getting up late. as i turned back to the loo, i saw a new face on the train. he was sitting next to a newly wedded couple with whom i befriended last night. as i walked towards them i wished thema good morning and smiled at that boy. i made sure i did not show any teeth as im completyely aware of the fact that my smile aint a pearly white one in the morning.
i went inside the smelly indian railway toilet and made sure i made my teeth look pearl white, washed my face properly, applied some kajal and eyeliner ( indian cosmetic for eyes). last but not the least i made sure i peed before i leave the washroom. perfect i look good enough as we cannot bathe in this kinda washroom.
i opened the door and there he was standing. he smiled at me. well, he as a pretty smile. i smiled at him and pretended that i did not notice his pretty smile.
i came back to my seat and plugged my earphones in and pretended as if i did not notice this cute guy. well, im not bragging myself but im pretty, enough to grab a few eyeballs towards me. my best friend saher says that guys would drool over my smile but according to me and the survey i did on all the guys who have proposed me or has confessed that they like me have said that they fell for my eyes. nothing less i dont care because it is kinda a usual thing. i have been liked by many guys on train and its normal for me to give a bait so....thisbutterfly thingy for a random guy i met on a train would be soon over as soon as the train aboards my stop.
i came to my seat with a much fresh face and sat with an eight year old kid that was travelling with us. i generally dont like kids, but i did not have any option but to pamper her as she carried a laptop with her which was loaded with movies. good ones.
from the corner of my eyes i saw "mr.cutie" coming back to his seat. oh my god! remove your bloody fucking spectacles! you look like a dumbass. Carefully removing my spectales,hoping that he did not see me in them,i slided them back in my backpack. "he wont fall for you. or maybe you wont. he aint that cute." the voice inside my head aid. i kinda agreed to it. kinda.
i made a quick call to reshmi to inform her about the news that i am coming back. after requesting her to come with me for a movie tomorrow i switched off my cell phone and kept it back in my pocket. thats when i noticed, for the past half an hour he was staring at me..!!
'mr.cutie' is staring at you!!
big deal
he is bloddy staring at me...!!
ahh. his smile.my heart skipped a beat. i smiled.he smiled back again and moved his eyes away from me embarrisingly.
heheh...i blush.he blush.
problem solved.
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