One Night Stand!!

Amongst those soporific souls arranged in arrays of 3xn, I walked slowly to discover the ideal space to spend that long night. The hour hand had already jumped to the next two digits of my watch since midnight but still my legs were covering that small distance in the dim light. In a couple of steps my body seized, yet I was in motion when I found her sitting in front of me. She was as gorgeous as 6 years back when I first encountered her in our very first ED class. Confused over how to use the drafter, she was almost on the way to penetrate her divider into my butt. But I saved my ass that day. After six years, she wasn’t the same confused soul, but seemed to be more responsible and mature personality.

I thought of spending rest of the dark hours gazing at my first love in the dim light; but I don’t know why I stepped forward. I know it was too early to fall in the same trap again and too late when it was exactly the same trap. But before I could leave, a couple of small shaky steps resulted into our first physical contact. I stood still, and without any displacement, I took a ninety degree turn.

Her tender cheeks were pushing me softly and I was balancing the force by holding the opposite bar tightly. Her silky hairs trying to make me giggle and her closed eyes pushing my heart to cloud nine. I wonder how serendipity plays with our life. The girl, who seized my voice for 4 years when she appeared in front of me, that night, seized my motion; and even my life for those few hours. She was sitting still and I was standing still, yet both with each other and in the same harmonic motion for those shortest two hours of my life; that too when I expected it to be a long night. The to-and-fro motion of our flesh was so uniform throughout those dark hours.

But soon the night was lightened when glow along with a chaotic noise entered through the window. I was scared, really scared. I wished I could stay there for some more time, but the innocent voice of a kid from the window made her to open her eyes. And before she could discover that the stand of that one-night was me, I left.

She scratched her eyes with her soft fingers; and the kid again quoted those words, “chai ..chai..”. She slowly moved her head twice depicting a No to the kid and slept again; but this time leaning over the horizontal bars of the window. I never thought travelling without a ticket in Punjab Mail could gift me such memorable hours. Being a still-stand for few hours, when unknowingly a sleeping beauty and more-over my first love leaned over me in the dim light of train compartment, is the first and probably the most beautiful one-night stand I had; that too without losing my virginity.