A Passerby...

Mystery travelled through his riddle eyes, ever since I first saw him on the platform that day, after college. Affection didn’t take place out of that first encounter but curiosity affirmatively captured him in my mind. He carried his tall physique around the platform, waiting for the train to arrive, but didn’t fail to notice my gaze. After that day I remembered him. Maybe life had bountiful of other things to keep my wandering mind entertained. He passed as indifferent, to me for months. Until one day when he parted with his heavy spectacles, did he display a look of a person unknown till now.

 This time I watched him more minutely. His wide round eyes behind those glasses were partially lowered by his eyelids. French beard around his shy lips, were enhancing beauty of his masculine face;his dark coarse hair dropping partially on his forehead and his straight rhythmic stride, hit my core and played that cord of my heart which made me numb for an entire second. To cut the long story short, I had succeeded curiosity and had entered the realm of lust. I could clearly recall. I made no serious efforts to make him notice that I cherished looking at him and enjoying those refreshing pleasures. But then I didn’t even restrain myself from committing these immoral acts. And however indifferent looks he displayed, he too secretly glanced towards me sometimes, judging the games I was shamelessly playing, he seemed confused but certainly not disturbed. Hmm…strong head he had! But untouched by my obsession, he didn’t entertain me much. I, on the other hand, was already growing wild inside.

 Days passed….with unspoken words and bulging emotions on my side. His feelings were impossible to trace. I was getting increasingly tangled in him. Building castles out of sand till now, I needed to feel the air of reality by letting the tide wash my castle away. I did approach him with an honest question.

 “Can I read this mysterious book?”

 He affirmatively replied! He a was prince indeed. I wasn’t wrong. My imaginations weren't all wrong! We talked and started building something really pleasant with bricks of friendship, and we walked together…shared some beautiful sunsets and breathed together same cool breeze, and then…suddenly ...he left.....after a while came back again. But before i could settle in the relief of his return, he went again. I found myself surrounded by thick fogs. I called his name. No one replied. The fog was getting thicker. I called him again. He replied just once from distance. I frantically longed, worried and kept questioning myself at the same time,on the path I was walking, surrounded by thick layers of clouds. With this state of mind I walked alone. This time, solitude wasn’t desirable. His company was everything i wanted. Days passed. I saw him through the dust….laughing and pleasantly walking with other folks. He turned to look at me and waved.
“Oh! Long time I saw you!” he said as he jogged towards me.
 I looked around there was no fog engulfing me anymore. The sand castle was where it was. The tides hadn't destroyed it. The path was always clear. Not a speck in the air. I took a deep breath and kicked that castle made of dust, back to dust. And I looked at him with the widest grin.
 “Yes indeed it’s along time. How’s life?”
 It was a perfect walk…with no racing heartbeats and clear conscious.
 And even today my gaze turn towards him when he handsomely enters the lecture room and our eyes meet with a sweet smile following instantly.

Note: Not purely a work of fiction ;)