lost in him

Realizations can be appalling! Taken as positive or negative, they can make you look like a complete fool. Him walking beside me, made me feel like a rain in draught, spring in autumn, love in the moonlight, roses... Wait! did I just mentioned love? Whatsoever it may be, with him walking next to me, I felt assured and protected. The feelings were so overwhelming but still I had questions in my mind yet to be answered.

"I think you have something to ask me, Kelly!" my eyes widened as I was in immense shock. I looked at him, he was carefree and silently smiling as he walked his way with me. How did he even know my name? Is he perhaps a stalker? Why would he stalk me? Wait, what if he secretly likes me! That would be exciting. What am I imagining again? Perhaps he is some sort of detective, I never knew detective would look so hot. Is he?....

" I know your name because there was interview about you in newspaper few days ago. A lot of people will already start knowing you, you are gonna be wife of one of the big conglomerate." as these words were out of his mouth, he kept a straight face with devilish smile. Still how did he find me, perhaps he was a stalker. How would he know about me otherwise? Is that why he stood next to me in bus stop. Do he have crush on me by seeing my article in newspaper, ooh! I'm thrilled. So was he really stalk...

" I live near the street, those creeps captured you in? I was heading home when I saw them taking you, so I just followed and saved you." he said in annoyed tone as he was smiling devilishly at something. I kept staring at him in awe, can he read my thoughts? Still, the direction he is leading with me on is towards my home, how does he know that? He said he lives down the street, how does he knows my home? Is he really a st...

" I am your neigh-bour. I know you since last 2 months. We have travelled in bus together quite a few times." this time his annoyed tone came with a sigh.

I finally asked him frustrated and curious, " can you do the telepathy thing? Can u read my mind, that you are able to answer every questions going in my mind? In my mind I thought that if he could really read my mind, I would have asked him to date me. I will be proud walking by his side.

He shook his head as if in symbolism of surrender and frustration. After a deep sigh, he suddenly pushed me to the wall next to the street. He gave a deep sigh of frustration and started to come closer to me. I was so surprised that I stood there like a statue watching him come closer to me. His warm breath was brushing my face, I closed my eyes and parted my lips. I could feel his mouth as he was breathing next to my ears and just when I was about to imagine things, he whispered in my ears, "we've reached your home". I quickly opened my eyes to look back, I was standing in front of my house. Damn me! I hurried my way into the gate to get inside as soon as possible, at the same time, I tried not to look back. I was drowning in embarrassment . I banged the doorbells as much as I could hiding my little face in shame. Amma opened the gate scolding me hard. Before she could finish her scolding I went up straight to my room and locked it.

What was I even thinking? I am engaged and will be married in few months and I am attracted to another guy. What worst is, what he would be thinking of me... I was thinking of kissing! I'm screwed.

" Kelly, I'm sorry for scolding you, I know you are feeling bad but sometimes amma gets angry too. Will you come down and have dinner? I've made you your favourite rice and veg curry. Come down fast! I'm also hungry." Amma shouted from downstairs. Amma is actually our housemaid. My parents usually stay out of town for business matters, so I'm most of the times more with amma than my parents. She is with me since my childhood and is more like grandmother and best friend to me. She knows all my secrets.

When I came down, she was preparing my plate. She seemed to be in bad mood, as she was giving the floor death stare. I called her out 'amma'. She frowned at me. Her wrinkled eyes became smaller looking at me, as she made a pout. I laughed at once, she looked too cute being in her late 60s even. She came to me and held me by my ears and replied angrily," just what are you laughing at girl? I replied laughingly" because you look too cute, Amma." We laughed together until I unfortunately brought up the topic of the handsome stranger whom I met in bus stop and now that I found out is living in my neighborhood. When I told her about the incident that happened in front of our house, instead of being surprised, she turned her head sideways and smiled. I asked her the reason and reply that I got was horrendous,"child, I know that Harry and you are just friends and if you meet a man you are falling for, what is harm in trying?" she said that out so casually.

" Amma, I'm getting married and instead of stopping me, you are encouraging me. Why?" I bloated out on her irrationality.

" It's because first time I saw you acting like this for any man, Harry maybe a good person but did he ever flutter your heart, make you feel like kissing him. I know you haven't had your first kiss yet." her eyebrows twitched as she gave me a wicked smile.

" Whatever, you've grown way too old, you should rest more instead of working. I'm going to sleep in my room." I left in annoyance. She passed me a wicked smile again wishing me 'Good night.

It was 8 in the morning, I was late for my work. I quickly changed my clothes, tied my hairs and grabbed all of my things and left in hurry. On my way downstreet, I was lucky to find the bus standing at the bus stop. I ran at rabbits pace and was happy to find a window seat vacant. I got late today because I slept late in night with all those series of incidents happening in one night and weird things said by Amma. In the morning, I was tortured by wicked smile of Amma and her taunting sentences asking me to think once again. Even my stomach was aching hard because of all the hurry of getting ready for work and get the bus.

" I feel you still haven't had your breakfast, wanna have some 'samosas'. They are fresh." he smiled as beautifully as ever, with his hands offering me food. It once again left me in thoughts, Am I dreaming things now? How can he be here sitting next to me and giving me food? Are you dream or are you real?

"I'm real, have samosa" he smiled again and winked, making all the flowers bloom in my heart. Maybe it's not too late to admit ,Oh! Amma, I guess I'm starting to fall for him.