Wednesday, March 11, 2015

she is just an illusion

The room was filled with noise, yet I couldn't hear anything. There were people around me happy, I don't know why they were so happy? Or was it just pretending, an illusion, which they want to believe in. I was drenched in my darkness gazing at the table. I hardly lifted my eyes up to see what’s happening around me, I was least bothered. Yet, just for the sake of moment I lifted my head up, which I guess was the first time I did since sitting in the restaurant. I saw a man, the waiter, in his mid-40s, curly hairs, done nicely. He was dressed in a white shirt and a black pant. He had a bow around his neck, I guess suits him best. He was serving the hot sizzling steak to the customer in the front table, I could just hear the sizzle of the steak. I was so lost that I could not even imagine, how that stake would taste. Two men around me were talking near to my earshot, but I had no idea what they were talking about. I was just there, sitting with a cup of coffee. I felt lost. It's not my world, I don't belong here. I was trying to search, trying to unfold the mystery. But then my sight stroked the entrance door. I saw someone entering the door and there she was... dressed in black, her hair would fall around just perfect. Her smile, it was sparkling, probably, the most amazing one. Her eyes were appealing gorgeous, striking every person in the room. Suddenly, I began to feel the world around me. I began to feel my existence. I guess, she was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. It wasn't just jumping to conclusions, she was just exquisite.