It was an afternoon. We went out of college to smoke. It was too hot that, I don't even remember how the whole cigarette turned into ashes.
There was a cool-bar from where we bought the cigarettes. Everyone was thirsty. So we went inside and chose our usual spot near the right side window.
I was hungry. I needed something to eat. One of my friends ordered Cola for everyone. I added a sandwich with that. Usually, after buying the cigarettes, there will not be any money left in me. I looked at my friend with a smile.
I needed some water before the order came. I searched for some water in my table. Then I looked back if there any.
And that's the moment it happened. Those eyes, it was too dark. I just stayed looking at it to find is there any centre to her eyes.
After a split second, I came normal to the surroundings. She was with her two friends. She was wearing a black t-shirt. Her eyes, eyelids and those t-shirt's sleeve stitches everything was connected.
I usually don't notice this much of a girl. But that was too different, her eyes and eyelids are connected with her t-shirt in some kind of way. For me, she felt like a black and white girl. A pale girl with easily recognizable black spots. There was a black mole on her neck.
It felt for me like the whole time is slowing down. My heart was beating like some music system when you rise the bass.
I desired to talk to her. But I was too shy at that moment. My friends also started their flirting campaigns for her. It was hard for me to look back to see her all the time.
I thought about asking her to pass the jug at their table. Then the waiter came and filled the one on our table.
After some time they moved out of their table and directed towards the wash section. She passed us and walked towards there. I looked at her. She gave me a glance. That gave me some kind of superiority other than my friends.
I got some confidence. I waited for her to came back. I looked at her without taking the eye. She came and went to the counter to pay the bill. All this time she didn't look at me even once. Then she turned around and directed towards the exit door.
Yes, she turned and looked at me just before going out of my sight. It was some kind of magical day.
I still don't understand, why these happen in our lives?
What's the need for this kind of situations?, I'm never gonna meet her again. Is this for giving some pain to my heart?
I was not a believer of love at first sight. For me, it felt like some kind of fancy thing the movies injected into the people. Even when my friends praised it in that way, I hesitated to accept that.
I don't know we are ever gonna meet again or not.
We still go to the place and buy cigarettes and drinks. But now there is a difference,
