the informal junior
The day wasn’t as hectic as I thought. It was perhaps her smile which removed the monotonous me from inside. I felt so light with her. She was not only a soul of charm with flesh (well, maybe a little flesh), but still, I would say she took away the long lasting pain from me. So, after watching one show of a very flow movie, where most of the time I just watched her. On seeing us, nobody would say it was our blind date. In the darkness of the hall, our hands met, by mistake first, then the fingers lingered around each other’s. The gaps found the perfect fingers perhaps, I thought. Slowly her fingers came up, was she really trying to seduce me? Wasn’t that damn easy? Well, could be, but I couldn’t proceed still, it was India. I tried to hold her hand, but she didn’t allow me to. She indeed was teasing me. I thought she was just fooling around with me. I tried to talk, but the fingers stopped me from doing so. Her hands reached my chin she was brushing her soft fingers on my harsh beard...