Watch her grow-first love
I saw a girl sitting at her room and starring outside her window and wondering at nature and its beauty. She saw only the beautiful things in them. As she grew little older, standing and watching them through the years. The garden she admired was not that interesting to her now than a lad leaning on the fence of her garden.
The bees and butterflies on the flowers doesn’t fascinate her now as much as the looks and glances of the lad. The company she had of the birds and flies in the garden is not pleasant as it has been before.
She gradually grew up into a matured lady fascinated by her own beauty and appearance. She was too busy with all these worldly things that she neglected her beautiful world around.
After several years, I saw her sitting on the large armchair resting her hands on its arms and looking outside into the garden through her cottage window, which God has made for her to enjoy life.
As she grew older , one day I saw her eyes wondering and wandering around the garden as if for the last time, before she could grief on things that she is going to lose.
Atlas , I saw the butterflies and bees carrying their nectar, hovered around her, as if to depart her soul into an eternal journey.
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An Evening-young love
One day I went all alone to a restaurant, which I would not usually, but when HE promised to give me a treat. I was late by few minutes and I found him at the entrance of the restaurant. I supposed, he was waiting for me.
We both went into the restaurant and sat in a peaceful corner place away from the crowd. He ordered from the menu, lemon squash and mixed fruit salad for both of us. This treat was exactly right considering the heat outside . The hot sun blazing and the heat of excitement arose a liking for a dish which I did not enjoy anytime in my life.
Though I know him as a friend, I felt a strange strangeness between us. I felt him as an enigma and how I wish he feels the same of me. But his looks make me an open book and anyone can know me from my gestures. But, I could not open my mouth to talk though I am well known among my friends as a chatter box.
Our silence was first broken by him, when he showed the order brought by the waiter and asked me to have it. I felt as if he takes me for granted. Though by his looks, he is just like any gentleman with well fixed facial features. But his sharp eyes, broad shoulders and his long legs under his tight pants made him a robot. His straight looking eyes can pierce through anything, I feel. He rarely laughed at things.
I ate the mixed fruit salad with great care, not to chew the orange pieces with any seeds, which may change the taste of the dish, as my silence may be to this evening. Finally, I decided to talk, but my problem lies where and how to begin. I caught a dull figure of my surrounding by the corner of my eyes. I saw people, young couples enjoying the company each one has. I felt a fool, sitting between them with a man who shows no charm in him but a demanding attention from me.
I was lost in my thoughts while chewing those large fruit pieces when I saw him staring into my eyes, I pretended, I did not see but the aim of the eyes were so sharp and accurate that I could not escape. I felt very uncomfortable sitting with him with no word among us to exchange. But, I should say, I enjoyed his silent company more than the treat he gave.
I felt happy by the end of the evening because we never spoke a word but sure had a communication bond between us. Though many would laugh at such an evening spent by me, with a handsome and true gentleman like him, in silence. But, I confess that I enjoyed my evening in silence because he did not know the truth many dislike about me. As my sister and I feel that I spoil the occasion by talking too much and mostly nonsense.
But, I end up my story supporting myself by supporting the proverb, SPEECH IS SILVER BUT SILENCE IS GOLDEN.
Company-friends love
I was fast asleep when I found myself deeply and strongly involved with her. I had a particular attraction towards her from the beginning of our stay but I never knew it would grow so strong.
Though everything seemed possible whenever she passed by me , but as she moved away from me, everything, even the air surrounding her seems to neglect or reject me.
The fear of being separated or losing her made such a pain in my heart that I insisted to believe and not to imagine about it any longer till she is with me.
I still cannot judge the hearts game. But I wonder why it starts beating and trembling fast for her and due to her rather than for him, who rules the heart, mind and soul.
THIRST-hidden love
I was under the impression that she was just joking about me. My involvement in her work created a great change rather a great chance for her reputation.
I was lost into her eyes, when she playfully saw me as she looks at her pet. While talking, her eyes move so rapidly that I could never have noticed them moving except when they are wet where she tries to drop the dew from her lashes. When I see her with a glare she melts the ice in my eyes with her warm eyelids. All these happen just for a second forgetting the status that each enjoy. When she and I flickered eyes realized the surrounding, my eyes look down to earth, to ask God. “What has happened to me ”I should not do this again”.
But the eager thirst to look into at her eyes keep me provoking to go deep into them even though just for a fraction of second.
Ray-accepting love
I was in deep love with her. As days passé I realized this word “love” very deeply. I rarely understood since my childhood what it is. I wondered at things that happened between young couples in movies, that I really took to between a male and a female.
But, As I went deep into her qualities, her company and into her arms, I realized, it is something warm and wonderful. Though, I never realized all this when I was enjoying her company. But my real love for her bloomed from the feeling of jealousy when she had different company other than me.
I turned red due to a mixed feeling of warmth, love, passion, faith and longing for her. But I turned blue when she rejected me saying “ please! Keep away from me”. So I had to say “I promise dear, not to trouble you any longer “
BURDEN-matured love
I was sitting on the seat near the front entrance of the bus when I saw her boarding it. I recognized her and immediately realized that I have to pretend that I never saw her. Though, I was trying my best not to look at her, focusing my vision towards the running scenery outside.
The crowd around my field of vision was blurred, except one .I tried at most not to notice and not to be noticed. To take away myself from the situation, I went back into thoughts and memories full of her.
Suddenly, I was brought back when the driver stopped with a jerk. I saw, I was alone and none to notice me. When I saw outside through the window, I saw her limping a bit to balance the weight she was carrying. Then I saw a well built man coming to her rescue, to free her from the burden at hand and at a child to compensate the burden at heart.
