you and me make the perfect world

 time is half past 6 evening. i think by morning 4 i will reach Sri Lanka. "hi dude i am vijay. and you?" a young man who seems like in his 20s asked by offering a drink. "i am sorry. i don't drink. i am Rahul by the way" i told him. vijay, really friendly and talkative too. but somehow it was a relief for me. to get away from all the tension that i am going through from the past one year. vijay asked me various questions like what do you do? where are you? by my look itself he understood that i am Indian so he started to talk to me in hindi. his questions were infinite. finally i have decided to answer him.  to introduce myself, i am rahul, from kolkata, the city of joy. i dont know whether i should say myself as a medical student because of two reasons. i hated being a medical student and principal had already thrown me out of the college. my mom is a doctor and she wants to see me as a doctor too. my father was a doctor and he left me and mom alone when i was just ten years old. from that time my mom has struggled a lot. though she always fulfilled all my wishes, she never and ever asked me what do i want to become. i wanted to become an author. an author, who can play with the minds of readers. an author, who can take the readers to the world of fantasy. but unfortunately without asking me she made me join in college in delhi. i struggled a lot and tried to suppress all my frustration but finally i failed. i shouted at principal and to be honest i abused him.  this trip to Sri Lanka is an escape from all those tensions. i cannot face mom now. i knew that she might have known everything by now. the reason for me not getting her call was that i have not charged my phone after that incident and it is switched off.  "so this is an escape?" vijay asked me by laughing.  he talked to me for a very long time and then went to sleep as it was already 10pm. i went to room and took my diary and then again came outside as i wanted to enjoy the night and the beauty of sea. i sat on a bench there for sometime and wrote about vijay. then i kept the diary aside and lied on the bench closing my eye. the sound of anklets opened my eyes suddenly. it was like those sounds were calling me. i looked to direction from which the sound was coming. i saw those beautiful feet and anklets which is the owner of the sound. the skirt was moving like waves in sea. my heart started beating fast as my eyes were going up and up. her slim and perfect shaped waist was moving as she was walking. i sighed and my eyes continued its work. first time i felt like the beauty of bangles increased as it was on these beautiful fair skinned hands. without any ornament also her narrow and long neck was beautiful. the sight of her face just blown me away. may be linguists should coin some new words to describe her face. for a moment i could not even believe the view. i pinched myself to know whether i am dreaming or not. certainly not. this girl is real. she sat on another bench looking at the night sky and i stood there like a statue looking at her.she looked at me and i could not even move my eyes away from her. then suddenly i moved my eyes away from her and walked towards my room.  i don't want her to have a thought that i was staring at her. as soon as i reached room i drank a full bottle water. the feeling was new to me and i was sweating too much though the climate was really cold. it was like a feeling of wonder. i don't know to how to control myself. i tried to sleep but could not. her face and everything was just killing me inside. i tried to convince myself that what i felt was really biological. it is very natural to have attraction towards an opposite s*x. but it was like my brain saying a big lie to my heart. i could not stop thinking about her. i walked near to the spot again but unfortunately i could not find her. again disappointment. that night was the first special night i ever had in my life. how can a girl be so beautiful. she is an Indian for sure. her attire says so. i started to assume things about without giving a second thought that after all she is stranger to me. her waist was making me swallow saliva again and again. she is so fair. such a glossy skin which can be rarely found. i don't know her but really wishes to be with her for life long. i am sure that i can live life long by seeing her beautiful face only.  the ship has reached its destination. while passengers were busy in getting down my eyes were searching for her. to get a view of her will mean so much to me. i waited till the last passenger also got down. by questioning myself where is she i walked towards a cab driver. i don't know anything about the place. all i know was little tamil and the fact that i am really in need of a room to take a shower and sleep. the cab driver dropped me in front of a three star hotel as i have asked him to do so. money is really a big thing when you are jobless and hopeless about pocket money. all i had with me was the pocket money that my mom has sent to me last time and my saving which was around 25k. shower is something i hate and at the same time like the most. while taking shower suddenly her face dominated my imagination again. i closed my eyes and imagined her standing in front of me. her thin and long fingers touched my cheeks and pinched them gently. she came closer to my ears and was about to say something when water suddenly stopped. my whole imagination got interrupted again. will i see her again or was yesterday the first and last time. i thought i should sleep for sometime. but i should sleep how can i not write about her in my diary. i opened my bag, but it was not there. i searched everywhere. "oh s**t no... i forgot to take it. it is on the bench. see girl it is because of you and your beauty i forgot my best friend there." i have decided to buy a new one but right now sleep was really necessary trying to get sleep is really hard for me from the past one and half years. but as my body was tired enough it made me sleep.  my eyes showed me an evening view after some hours. i have decided to go out and buy a new diary.  i searched for a good shop and finally reached one. thank god they were having fine collections of hand made diary which is always my favourite. without wasting time and getting into second thought i selected a brown covered one which was written this world is unpredictable on its front page. i walked towards the cash counter for paying bill and after making sure that i have paid the right amount the shopkeeper gave me the pack with a beautiful smile. as i turned one gril hit me and my package fell down. she politely took the package from the floor and gave me and my eyes started to get bigger in size by seeing her.