The thoughts were actually killing me. The what ifs occupied all of my mind. The months passed and the vacations were about to finsih.
I was preparing my tomorrow's day as my college's new semester was going to start. I slept early.
As usual, I was standing at the bus stop waiting for my late seven thirty bus to come. I tighten my shoes laces as I knew that I was going to be late and have to run fast.
The bus arrived finally. At first, I was shocked because usually that bus remain over crowded and I don't get a single vacant seat there. But that day, whole bus was empty! I could see one person sitting on window side at last row of the bus. I was a bit confused, I thought, I was in a wrong bus. I asked the driver the bus route, but it was same as mine. So I finally got satisfied and went to the last row and noticed the person sitting there. That person was none other than 'her'. She kept for bag on the seat next to her. I went there.
“Can I ?” I asked pointing her bag to put that away, so that I can sit there.
I don't know how I got so much of courage to asked that to her even when the bus was empty!
“Yes.” she said and took her bag from that seat.
I sat next to her. She was looking outside the window, smiling a little. I was happy watching her.
“Hi.” I started.
She turned towards me. “Hey.”
"How are you?" I asked.
"I am fine." She said.
"What is your name?" I asked.
And the bus driver used its tough breaks and it drove me forward and the fire alarm of the bus started ringing and I realised I was still on my bed, and it was nothing but a dream.
These days, she is my dream partner. Most of all dreams are one in which I see her and talk to her. Till now, she said a dozens of her names to me in the dreams and I don't know which of them is the real one. Naina, Alisha, Divya and many more.
I was brushing my teeth when I started talking to myself.
"I should have asked her to dance in the dream."
So I was going on time, I mean, late itself. The roads were empty, my neighbour Sudo was on morning walk with his dog. The milkman on cycle. There was a old man standing with me waiting for the bus. I guess he don't knows about the bus and the information of the number of passengers he has to face in seven-thirty bus. In short, the bus was not going to be empty like my dream.
I saw the bus arriving, but could easily see that the bus was not empty, so the last night's dream was not a sign of god's plan. I entered the bus and no doubt that it was overcrowded as usual. I saw the old man didn't get into the bus. More than preventing my foot steps to hit someone else's foot steps, I was watching the crowd of the bus. I was searching her. From the east-west and the north-south of the bus, I didn't see her. I got to the end of the bus compartment and saw the whole bus from the back, but I still couldn't find her.
So, it was day one, and unfortunately, she was not on the bus.
Maybe she didn't go to college that day,
Maybe her college haven't started yet,
Maybe she was sick,
Maybe she missed that bus,
May be or may or may not be…
I was stuck with these thoughts at that time. All over the vacations, I had so many hopes that I finally I will see her. May her eyes would be smiling, may her heart would be wondering, may she would have a hair cut, and with all the mays and what ifs, my mind went on travelling the whole day.
"I will still expect her tomorrow."
I was preparing my tomorrow's day as my college's new semester was going to start. I slept early.
As usual, I was standing at the bus stop waiting for my late seven thirty bus to come. I tighten my shoes laces as I knew that I was going to be late and have to run fast.
The bus arrived finally. At first, I was shocked because usually that bus remain over crowded and I don't get a single vacant seat there. But that day, whole bus was empty! I could see one person sitting on window side at last row of the bus. I was a bit confused, I thought, I was in a wrong bus. I asked the driver the bus route, but it was same as mine. So I finally got satisfied and went to the last row and noticed the person sitting there. That person was none other than 'her'. She kept for bag on the seat next to her. I went there.
“Can I ?” I asked pointing her bag to put that away, so that I can sit there.
I don't know how I got so much of courage to asked that to her even when the bus was empty!
“Yes.” she said and took her bag from that seat.
I sat next to her. She was looking outside the window, smiling a little. I was happy watching her.
“Hi.” I started.
She turned towards me. “Hey.”
"How are you?" I asked.
"I am fine." She said.
"What is your name?" I asked.
And the bus driver used its tough breaks and it drove me forward and the fire alarm of the bus started ringing and I realised I was still on my bed, and it was nothing but a dream.
These days, she is my dream partner. Most of all dreams are one in which I see her and talk to her. Till now, she said a dozens of her names to me in the dreams and I don't know which of them is the real one. Naina, Alisha, Divya and many more.
I was brushing my teeth when I started talking to myself.
"I should have asked her to dance in the dream."
So I was going on time, I mean, late itself. The roads were empty, my neighbour Sudo was on morning walk with his dog. The milkman on cycle. There was a old man standing with me waiting for the bus. I guess he don't knows about the bus and the information of the number of passengers he has to face in seven-thirty bus. In short, the bus was not going to be empty like my dream.
I saw the bus arriving, but could easily see that the bus was not empty, so the last night's dream was not a sign of god's plan. I entered the bus and no doubt that it was overcrowded as usual. I saw the old man didn't get into the bus. More than preventing my foot steps to hit someone else's foot steps, I was watching the crowd of the bus. I was searching her. From the east-west and the north-south of the bus, I didn't see her. I got to the end of the bus compartment and saw the whole bus from the back, but I still couldn't find her.
So, it was day one, and unfortunately, she was not on the bus.
Maybe she didn't go to college that day,
Maybe her college haven't started yet,
Maybe she was sick,
Maybe she missed that bus,
May be or may or may not be…
I was stuck with these thoughts at that time. All over the vacations, I had so many hopes that I finally I will see her. May her eyes would be smiling, may her heart would be wondering, may she would have a hair cut, and with all the mays and what ifs, my mind went on travelling the whole day.
"I will still expect her tomorrow."
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