A brown t-shirt by lee, paired With the hottest pair of cargo pants, at an accurate 60 degrees angle north eastward within a radius of a meter from her, there he was..... glaring at her. For every time she caught a glimpse of his eyes...she wondered whether it was the worst hair day with coconut oil on it...the over sized t shirt with the hand cut shorts, or was it the droopy looking eyes that looked like those of a frog..and then she thought if any of these speculations were worth that stare that persisted for so long. May be, there could be a second possibility where "he would've noticed the beauty in me" she thought to herself, and doubted herself again... Thinking whether anything really existed in her! She questioned her understated beauty. Trying to sneak a glance of the miserable avatar she closed her eyes and made up her mind that she was no beautiful and claimed the man to be staring at her misery.She glanced back to see one last time whether he still looked at her, and she saw that the passion prevailed, it existed like he wanted her in his arms since ages and was trying to be satisfied just from a distance. This time her questioning about her facial and physical beauty was affirmative. She found herself asking her mind and soul, whether her eyes express far more than illness. Her smile bloomed, lightening up her face. Her hair having more just than mere coconut oil on it. When she realized the wandering of her thoughts was fruit full, Mr. "I look cool in cargo's" said "you wouldn't find it in your face, its all in your soul." wonder struck, she stood there with her mouth open. He turned smiled, and winked at her waving good bye. He was the first man who had ever made her feel beautiful, who had made her feel loved and wanted. She never tried to search for him again, because the first meet was mesmerizing enough to last for an eternity. Yet she believed they were meant to be and will be brought back by DESTINY!
