Almost like a movie... Or perhaps it was a book I was writing. It was too vivid. He was behind the counter at the bar. In a white chef's dress and chef's hat. He had a French Beard. He looked right at me through his beautiful big, black eyes. He exuded blatant male sexuality. I have never felt so attracted to someone in my life - real, virtual or dream - never in the first look... ever. I was confused. I looked away. But I could feel his eyes boring in to my back. I couldnt stay away, I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. The scene changed to next day morning. It seemed I had spent the night frolicking with him, but I don't remember seeing a thing. His expressions were stormy. He looked angry as if demanding answers from me. I look puzzled at his face. He shoved a newspaper in my face. There was the news of my engagement in that page with some person. My picture was right on the newspaper page. But there was no picture of my supposed fiance. He said, 'you lied to me'. I replied, 'you were the only one I was truthful to.' We got quiet after that and kept on staring at each other, each waiting for the other to take away their eyes. I woke up and felt it was a movie or a book I was writing. But was I?
P.S. Took a look at my stories after a long time. Decided to pen this one down as a story too. It sure had the potential! Now only if I would find such a guy in real life. :P
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