Days passed into weeks, weeks passed into months but it was getting difficult for me to get that girl out of my mind. I never thought that I would be mesmerized and blown away by a stranger for so long. I blamed myself for not asking her name and contact information. My mind was battling with two contradictory thoughts: One of not thinking about her which was not happening inspite of me trying to get her out of my mind and other of how to meet her again.
I had decided that I would express my feelings to her when we meet again as it was better to tell the truth, express yourself and fail rather than Not try, hide the truth and regret for lifetime. Being an eternal optimist, I still had 50% chances as she would either say ‘Yes’ or ‘No’. But this was possible only when I could meet her again. The biggest problem was I had no idea of how to find her as I knew nothing about her except that I had fallen for her.
The Search Begins:
I began my search by visiting the same place (i.e. the same beach & same CCD) around the same time when I had met her in previous two occasions. I would wait for 1-2 hours but unfortunately could not trace her. This exercise continued for around 2-3 months but all my efforts to search her went invain. At the same time I couldn’t concentrate 100% on any other work. Like a magnet I was attracted towards her. I had lost hope of meeting her ever again in my life but somehow I had a gut feeling that destiny or fate would give me an another chance of meeting her.
Jab We Met Again 🙂
“Itni shiddat se maine tumhe paane ki koshish ki hai,
ki har zarre ne mujhe tumse milane ki saazish ki hai.” –SRK
More than a year had passed since I had last met her but I still remembered each moment of that day and wished and prayed that I meet her once again. And that moment came and how 🙂
The world is indeed round and we met again. I went to attend my school friend’s sister SAGAI ceremony. Being very close to my friend’s family I couldn’t afford to miss all the pre-wedding ceremonies. It was a typical Punjabi Sagai function; with the hall beautifully decorated with colorful flowers and lightings. Everyone looked great, mostly the ones who wore traditional outfits and the girls who wore sarees, salwars and churidars. According to me girls look their best when they were Indian outfits specially sarees. I was chatting and clicking pictures with my group of friends when all of a sudden my eyes fell on the face that I was searching desperately from the last 1 year. I rubbed my eyes to confirm if I was in a state of hallucination or day –dreaming or was it a reality. I instantly took a pic of hers without her knowing about it in my camera and cross-verified if I was right. Yes it was the same girl in the white churidar. Not surprisingly she looked beautiful, elegant and stunning yet again. She was wearing a blue cum red colored dress with similar matching bangles, earrings. She had applied Mehendi on her hand and was clapping and chatting with her friends without realizing that I was watching her. God had given me another chance and this time I didn’t wanted to waste it. I went to her and greeted her, “Hi, How are you?”