#140 … when you talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still feel fascinated by their presence.

It’s been an hour that we have been chatting. Not one similar interest, I noticed. And many opposed views – on life and its philosophy. Even on something as trivial as favorite actor and actresses, we didn’t approve of each other’s choice. Still I felt like having an hour worth spent. I always felt that way with him. He wasn’t someone to be shut up that easily. His vehement speeches and his quiet gestures, both had their own charm. His very presence fascinated me. Am I falling in love with him? Will he be there to catch me?