She was wearing black thin sweater and light blue jeans with white Adidas shoes, hair tied in a pony tail and spectacles on her face and height measuring till my shoulder length. We had this meeting fixed out of a miracle, for as now she seems to be quiet little bright animal that hides in her shell forever. The main reason why she agreed to meet was because she wanted to see my dogs, lily (gsd) and Jupiter (lab), well at least that seemed fine to be a reason why she agreed to meet. The day arrived when we was to meet, we had our numbers already exchanged. She called and asked to meet at Mg Marg, short version of Mahatma Gandhi Marg, and Marg in English means "Way" and Mahatma Gandhi being the "Father of our (India) Nation". I had to be on time as they say, "first impression is the last impression" and I was in MG Marg enjoying others being frightened by my dogs even when they do nothing but sit close to me. She called and asked me if we could meet in Deorali, a place where I stay. I reached Deorali without hesitation, and I saw her in butterfly bridge, waving her hand at me, and I smiled forgetting to wave back, and started a conversation as I reached close, she seemed kind of shy, seemed like she was asking to herself why on Earth did she agreed to meet me. But it went fine, she was scared of dogs, like a total fear of dogs, a Cynophobia. But she later grabbed the courage to hold them and enjoy a walk with them. As time passed she seemed to me a wonderful girl, quite reserved, quite shy to open up, someone with a fear of being judged a bit, also a courage to take a step and fight against it. I took her into the woods, my conscious was clear that this day was nothing but the first class in a first school, we went inside the woods took a walk for quite a while, she had to be taken care as she was scared of dogs and also of leeches, and it was season of monsoon, where leeches are everywhere in woods. But she made sure, I don't judge her by her fear so she controlled to express, but yet somehow it reflected and I have always been that human who fails to judge, so I never did judge her, but enjoyed her company to fullest. My pride is quite big, which doesn't allows me to touch anyone's feet, specially of stranger, not even there shoes, my ego won't allow me, but that I have brought this upon her, she had leeches moving and sucking her blood from her feet, so I had to touch her feet and remove it with my hand as she was scared. After ever 5 min she would check and show me the leech and ask me to take them out, which I definitely did with smile always on my face. The day was to end, and I very much enjoyed her as she was crispy kind of person. A warm and adorable human. She was doing MBBS in Sikkim Manipal, and she was a hosteller so she showed me rules of being of time, which I know isn't much true as I have many friends from Manipal and I know the outing goes till 8 or 9pm. But I helped her to cab and bid her farewell, hoping we would meet again someday, and take her to a new perfect place I know, but I never received an acceptance from her for next meeting. For she is one little, bright animal who likes to stay warm in her shell. And I am just hoping for another miracle to happen. But I am not desperate, maybe I should be. But I just hope it to happen, not out of desperation, but because I want to understand this little bright animal, whom I have never came across, such. I move along meeting new people, again and again, and new ones again. Finding story, and to understand the complex way of how this emotions flow, and they react and why they behave how they behave. But this Crispy, adorable animal, is much more than just understanding, but more of personal business, Now. So, "Just" was an odd old day, where I bowed down, which isn't me at all. Maybe that's how it goes, folding your ego and pride for some happiness in life.
Nirnai Chettri.
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RomanceJust is a work of fiction. A writer who sits and thinks of event that is basic and yet magical. A writer who paints.
