Can’t stop looking at her :)
We both were realizing that we should stop looking at each other like this but I was not able to take off my eyes off her. Its been more than 5 mins, we were just looking at each other and silence was playing its own music for us. For me, at that moment I was living my life .
In Black color outfit, she always looked mine. She was wearing light blue color jeans with black T-shirt. I designed that t shirt for her and gifted her. While designing that t shirt I never thought it would look so good on her but I guess she looked amazing to me in all the outfits and somewhere I knew It has nothing to do with my designing skills. I noticed her semi curly brown hair, sun rays were falling on her hair from the window making her hair looked golden. Wind was playing with her hair and reminding me how much I love whenever her hair touches my face. Her hair covered both the corner sides of her forehead making her forehead look small. I realized one very unique thing about her forehead, The area on the forehead where Indian married women put kumkum, her hair at that area is little more into the forehead compared to other parts which makes an impression from a distance that she is a married women. Only exception is, hair is black but kumkum’ s color is red. There were hardly any lines on her forehead. Both her eyebrows were well apart making a clear path to nose which ends with a small white stone nose pin. Aaah !! that small nose pin was so perfectly placed on her nose. I don’t know from when I started liking nose pin on girls. I guess I used to hate nose pin.
I got distracted by her sparkling brown eyes. Her eyes were like two oval shaped ponds filled with milk. At the center of the pond god has placed two brown color Moons making her eyes looked so attractive. There were dark circles below her eyes which silently convey the message that she had faced pain in her life. At that moment she was looking at me. I was able to see lots of love for me. A promise that she will be with me in every situation. A hope that she will never leave me. A desire to keep our chemistry like this even at the age of 80. Suddenly I got caught by her perfect pink lips. I could see a slow movement of facial expression on the right side corner of her lips. When it reached middle of her cheek, I got that special smile which was only for me. That look used to convey the message to me that “Hey, cant stay away from you, can I come near you and rest my head on your chest?”. Her smile clearly separates her cheek from lips and below area. Her cheek was like a 2 year old baby. Soft sweet and fluffy. The small earrings hanging by her ears were adding beauty. She used to like small rose shaped earrings. That moment I decided that on her next birthday I will buy lots of that kind of earrings for her. Her eyes used to lit up when ever she sees earrings or nail polish (she used to call nail paint) shop.
“Here is your tea Sir” the waiter said and placed the tea on the table and I came out from my thoughts. We exchanged smile and I came back to the real world or I should say virtual world.
