Sitting
there on that bench, I don’t know how much time we had spent together, but I do
know that it wasn’t usual for me. Being the kind of restless guy I was, the
moment should have been noted in the Guiness Book of World Records.
How
could I help? She was so very beautiful. I kept staring at her. It was embarrassing
to be brought back into this world by her, every now and then. But as I said, I
couldn’t help. Her hairlocks swaying on her face – were tickling me inside. When
I couldn’t resist, I took the liberty to remove them from her face, without her
permission. She still was oblivious to what I was feeling for her. She kept
blabbering about stuffs I hardly paid any attention to. Thinking about it now, I
wonder if the cupid has stricken me yet again?
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