The Gone Girl of my Dreams
It’s very cold November night. Thundering, chilly winds blowing all the way around and I was in Bangkok for attending my relative’s wedding. It was somewhat like few days after all the rituals took place, seems like a D-day. It was the final wedding day, and it’s around 2 A.M. in the night. Almost every one slept in the banquet hall except a few ones who are supposed to be the family members of the wedding couple were awake. Among all of them, there was a girl who’s looking like a damn sexy Barbie doll, dressed up beautifully in blowing pink attire. It seems like you have seen the most beautiful girl in the universe, and want that girl to be your life partner for the whole life. I kept watching that girl with my askance sight of view. As soon as she sees me watching her, I used to move away my sight of glance. Oh, that girl, as I told was too marvelous that I can’t afford keeping my eyes away from her for even a single minute. It was the very first time when I had a direct eye contact with a girl. Nonetheless, I was very afraid of even talking with the girls or saying even a single “Hello” to them. It seems very awkward then. But, now I was feeling like, “No, this is the only girl I want”, but, unfortunately, I can’t acquire the guts to talk with her and share my feelings. She is also somewhat having an eye contact with me continuously, and it feels like she’s also having like you know, “Ringing bells in the heart” and all. After a while, almost everyone slept except two-three old persons, “me” and “her”. She daringly came to me and asked “If you don’t mind, can we have a conversation”. I was like, “Why not”. Then, we have gone in the banquet hall garden. The garden seems like a heaven. Green trees, blossoming flowers, shed off dried leaves from the trees. That sound which while walking on the dries leaves feels like simply amazing, can’t have any words to describe them. We had a very charming conversation between us. Chilly winds are taking of my minds hotness. She was also hesitating in initiating a talk with me. But, somehow, we manage to communicate among ourselves. After a while, we both were like that we know each other from a very long time and then we become very fluent. Further, it feels like a warmth having a conversation with her. I told her everything of my life, about my family, my education, etc., and she also has told me the same about her’s. Suddenly, a thunderous wind blew and she hugged me tightly for a while & after some seconds she got up and said “Sorry” to me, for her vigorous (according to her) behavior. She was hesitating while saying something to me, and was saying like, that, “You know, I was observing you from the very first day of the wedding. Your way of talking, walking, behavior, all impressed me a lot, and I simply want to say that……..”, and then she stopped and suddenly walked away. I can’t let her go like this, as I know what does she want to say, then I walked besides her and hold her hand from the back tightly and asked that “What did you wanna say, don’t hesitate, please say to me frankly, we’re just like friends”. Then she suddenly hugged me tightly and said “I Love You”. I was in a little shocking state for a while, because initially I can’t even imagine of having even a word with such an extravagant girl. I rapidly replied without even thinking for a while “I love you too”. Oh, it was like a dream came true for me of having a true love, which I can’t forget till my whole life, and still I haven’t forgotten her. Yes, you heard it right, we are no more together. As after the marriage, we both have to leave to our hometowns to India. We can’t have a word after that. I tried from many sources to contact her, but unfortunately failed getting in touch with her. I can’t forget that love for my whole life. After trying a lot, I hopelessly, flushed out my thoughts, of even being able to talk with her once again, even hearing her voice. Since, it was 4 years till then, I don’t know that where she is, and hopefully, she also, that where I am. She was just like a princess seen in the dreams of a prince. That’s why, I named her “The Gone Girl of my Dreams”.
By:- Naveen Sharma