Blaming Eyes

Chapter 2 | Round Turns

Blaming Eyes 

by

Half-Poet

As soon as we bid goodbyes, I started moving towards the cafeteria with ponderous steps (heavy short steps like burdened with weight) with that envelop in my left hand that need to be handed over to my boss. Pondering shall I turn back again towards her just to know whether she felt the same way as I did or was it just my mere infatuation. But I decided to move straight towards on my way towards the café.

It has a heavy glass door that needed to be pulled. I found myself with no confidence, low self-esteem & exhausted that I couldn't even push that door. Thanks to the man saving me from the trouble, there was a doorman standing right beside the door just by looking at me coming towards him he opened it. I think he might have read it from my facial expressions that I wore on my face after that incident that had just happened because all day long standing there he might have mastered in reading expression as he encounters multidisciplinary people over there, or he might have witnessed everything that happened from the very beginning. For me, it was like he'd saved me from drowning in a well.

Thanking him for the favor he had done I entered the cafeteria again, the things that I didn't mention to him as I was really grateful to him for his service I wanted to reward him with some tip but as I placed my hand in my pocket I found nothing as I had left my wallet in my bag that was already in the Café, what I could find was a Corporate credit card that I had taken with me while leaving to get the print outs. Even if I had my wallet with me in my pocket that would also be of no use because I rarely carry cash with me. So I didn't bother with this too much. Glaring at those floor tiles I went to my table sat there. First I thought of getting a Latte for myself, but I preferred not to, thinking the more time I'll spend here more I'll think about her. I grabbed my messenger bag and with little short heavy steps, I started looking for the exit door. It was not a very big café that I had come across till now, but for sure it had multiple entrances and exit doors. Out of those I was able to make out two of them for my requirement. The one that was in front of me would have taken me back towards the reception and the one behind me led to the elevators that would have taken me to my next row that is my car.

Now I was thinking shall I exit through the door that will take me back to where I wanted to go or shall I leave through the door that will take me out from this dilemma, still not able to find the right answer I sat there for a while on the chair checking out its ambiance as I had come to this hotel for the very first time. This was my second hotel Stay in Vadodara. Vadodara a nice place with temperature mild humid all around the year, developed but not as clumsy as other metro cities. I had started liking this city.

Sitting there I could see her roaming around from those translucent glass doors, doing her regular chores, quite helpful, diligent & ambitious she looked. This behavior of her, put me into an onerous situation like I was sitting there solving an anagram. The reason I'm saying this is because I couldn't find her turning her face towards the cafeteria for once. Now I felt that all those eyestalks that we had meant nothing for her rather than just her daily work. Baffled with this thought I stood up grabbed my stuff, I hung my messenger bag onto my right shoulder and took my laptop in my left-hand mobile already in my right hand I left that place through that door behind me.

A Journey that would have taken not more than half an hour or almost 7 miles, on this, I wasted 2 hours and instead of 7 miles, I made it a journey of 14. Just like I was making

"Round trips again and again"

of all those moments that occurred today in my thought because

"I was lost in her gaze"

To get back to the crossroad to take the right turn I made round trips of the similar roads, again and again, multiple time as I forgot to turn my car on exact turns as

"I was stuck in a maze"

But I don't regret it.

It was something I had been waiting for very long.