That night Aunt Mary became a bit critical but later on she stabilized soon.
When Aunt Mary was critical I couldn't see Miss. Fernendes anywhere nearby. I was a bit worried.
Where and why did she leave Aunt Mary alone and go.
I came out of the cubicle in which Auntie was stabilized and was just about to take the stairs to go to the Cafeteria but my eyes went on someone across the street.
It was Miss. Fernendes. She just crossed the road and entered a bar which was across the road.
I was struck with shock. Aunt Mary was critical here and what was she doing in the bar there.
I took the elevator instead of stairs and reached the ground floor. I ran across the street and slowly entered the bar. Frankly speaking it was the first time I ever entered the bar. And that too for a girl who meant nothing to me.
I could see her sitting in the corner which a glass of vodka in front of her.
There was a boy sitting besides her. It seemed liked she knew him well from before. I decided to sit a bit far and see what was going on between them. They both seemed tense.
He spoke something to her. He was trying to convince her but she wouldn't listen to him. He finally stood up kissed on her forehead. Gave her a big goodbye hug and left.
When he left her, a small drop of tear fell from her eyes. It ran down her pink cheeks and reached the corner of her mouth.
She was waiting for him to turn back and say something.
That guy didn't even bother to look at her. He pushed the door took a taxi and left away.
I could feel something salty onto my lips. Yaa.. A drop of tear even from my eyes had fallen. I don't know what the reason was. All I knew was a guy left a princess in pain.
I had no relation with her.. Then why this tear. But what happened later was not good. Miss. Fernendes started to take shoots and she wouldn't stop.
2 down 5 down 10 down and she wouldn't stop.
I couldn't see it anymore. I personally never drank and had no issues with anyone drinking. I thought it was one's personal choice whether to booze or not. I went to her, her eyes were hardly open. With no energy left in her hands, she raised them and calling out to the bar tender she said "One more please.. "
I gave him a look. He understood what I meant to say. I picked her handbag, took her hand put it around my shoulder. I knew she couldn't walk out of the door on her own. She was muttering something.. "Jaaa.. soo....nnnnn don't leavee.... "
I opened the door of my car. I tied her seat belt and took the driver seat and began to drive home. She looked so damn hot and beautiful when she was drunk. Her innocence trust me she was just like a small little child who would cry for a toy when she asked for another taquile shot. Ever second while I was driving I tried to get a glance of her.
I reached my home. I opened the door of car and unlocked her belt, I pulled her hand to put it around my shoulder but she wouldn't wake up.
She was fast asleep now..
What do I do.
What if I take her in my arms and anyone....
Hell with people...
I took her into my arms and walked to the guest room. I put her on the bed. Took a blanket and covered her well. Winters in Canada were like too bad..
When I took her in my arms I had no intention about doing it. I just wanted to take her up safely and put her to bed.
I went and sat besides her in the guest room. 'N' number of things ran through my mind about what all had happened through the day.
It was time for me to write my diary.
I just looked at her face and began to write. But a strand of hair had again come on her cheek. I wanted to put it behind her ear. But I felt it would be wrong on my part. I finally started to write.
She looked liked a small kid who had cried the whole day and finally got tired and slept off.
She looked like a single star in the whole dark sky without which the moons beauty wouldn't be noticed.
She looked like a pearl which when studded on gold would enlighten its beauty.
She was nothing to me but yet I had so much to say about her.
My last love had taught me not to keep hopes. And this time I didn't like her nor did I develop feelings for her.
It was just that she came as fast as wind and I didn't want her to be unnoticed.
I moved ahead and put that strand of hair behind her ear. And sat back on my chair. I just kept looking at her face.
And the next thing I saw was I had slept on the chair,the book still in my hand with a blanket over me.
I saw her standing near the window and looking out of it.
