[If this is called date then this is the most beautiful date ever.]
It was one of those usual Saturdays of October. I was asleep until 11:30 am because of late-night work when my phone received a message. At first, my hands shivered (an electric pulse was generated within me) to know that it was the message from the girl with who I had been chatting on Facebook for 2 months. She wanted to meet me at that very moment. I couldn't miss that chance to meet her (she was neither my girlfriend nor my crush) as she was totally different from the other girls. I made her wait for about an hour (although she was in a hurry) and reached the place where she said she was.
Her yellow Kurtha, blue ripped jeans, black shawl, brown blonde hair, and black block hills completely differentiated her from her Facebook profile where she appeared in a sexy western outfit most of the time. We shook hands (her soft hands felt cold as if she had no blood in her body). I took her to my office which was vacant(Saturday is leisure day). We managed to sit next to each other on the same sofa (although she sat on another sofa at first). As I looked at her, I realized that her photos were more beautiful than she really was, We kept on talking (I spoke most of the time). I played guitar and sang a song which she recorded on her lava phone (one lava with another: I commented!..she blushed with signs of disagreement). It was after a very long time that I was talking to someone about how I really felt. It made me happy. If it had been for other girls, Physics and Biology would have mattered but with her the only thing that seemed important was Chemistry. The inexorable fall of her hair that mostly covered half of her face was something that my hands couldn't resist putting aside. The same doors that often got locked to uncover the apparel, that day got locked and unlocked with just the reveal of thoughts and feelings. For the first time, it was with her that something beyond physical desires seemed indispensable. We decided to depart with short words of goodbye and promised to meet again with eternal sounds of silence (sounds never heard).
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