Dear Stranger

Hye! I know, you don't know me, neither I know, who you are? but yes, I saw you while picking groceries. You are the one who stood beside your mother with that bag carrying in your right hand and chocolate in the other one. Suddenly when your mom started bargaining with the shopkeeper. Your face got embarrassed as everyone around you were watching both of you so in order to break those embarrassing moments. You put the chocolate in the bag and from your left hand you carefully took out your cell phone. the very next second you acted as if someone is called you and it was important as well. you suddenly went away from the shop and stood in the parking area which is at the front of the shop.

I saw you chilling with your friends on the pavement beside that public park. a face always ready to react to every situation by keeping that smile lit up with those glittering eyes which seem to mesmerize anyone. I'm one of them but it's not only because of your eyes. It is something different that I felt about you. I'm in this thought and suddenly a boy driving a vehicle passed by her, while constantly watching her . she spoke out " Kabhi ladki nahi Dekha ". the next moment all her friends started laughing and she too laughed in the melody of that hahahahahhahah .

I saw you helping an old lady to cross the road .when you held her hand and helped her to walk in a safe direction, I came to know, how much caring a person you are. The way you treated her and kept her safe from the heavy Monday morning traffic. This shows your care about the people around you. When you safely dropped her to the other side of the road. She held your hand with her both hands and said " shukriya bitia " and you too replied to her with a warm a smile. That smile I have never seen on your face before, though this is the third time I saw you.

After a long day spent in college preparing for 3rd Years farewell party. Which is to be scheduled the day after tomorrow but because high Alert is Imposed here in Surat as Cyclone is going to hit the Arabian sea so was Farewell party rescheduled said Raghav, our Committee head.

we also got rest for 2 days and our head instructed us not to go outside, especially on the seashore otherwise who will gonna work on the preparation of the Farewell party, Raghav's message floated up in the notification bar.

After going through that text. I decided to visit my favorite place " Kinare ka Sahara ". It's been a few weeks since I've been there. I bid bye to mom and told her I'll back in a few hours while fixing earphones in both my ears. I started my playlist, the song was

 " Aankhein woh baatein, teri mulakatein

  Mere zehan se ab jaaye na

  Khwaabon mein jaake, hans ke muskura ke

  Mere zehan se le jaaye jaan ".

That's my favorite one. I thank Vilen for this outstanding lyrics and the music he and his team had given to this song, every time when I listen to this song. I was driving a vehicle while singing and enjoying the beautiful weather of the evening. when I was about to reach there, it began to rain heavily so i stopped my vehicle outside a commercial complex, plugged out my earphone, and quickly went under the complex. I checked my phone, which was mistakenly gone silent, and showed mom's 2 missed calls. I dialed her back

" Hello Mumma , kya huaa ?? " I said when she answered the call 

" barish bohot joro se ho rahi hai ghr vapas aaja "

She replied firmly 

" mein pohoch gya hu " i replied with lie

" toh kab tak aayega tu " she questioned me 

" 2 ghante mein aajunga mumma " i replied 

" theek hai aur gadi dhang se chalna , barish hui hai " She commanded me 

" theek hai mumma , bye " 

My mom is too caring not only about me but also about the people around her. sometimes I get annoyed and irritated by her caring but it doesn't reflect on my love for her. I found a stranger similar to her, the one whom I had seen 3 times who is quite similar to my mom as she( stranger ) helped the lady to cross the road. I found it very genuine in our cruel world where people have become more self-centered and selfish. 

After few minutes of driving. I finally reached Kinare ke Sahara. I took my seat on the chair, from where the viewpoint is completely visible, and ordered a " Tulsi- Adrak Tea ". There is a bookshelf on the right side of the reception so I stood and went there to get a book to read. There are mostly Chetan bhagat's books and some books of other authors, only a few authors I knew from that bookshelf. As going through all, I found an attractive title "I too had a love story " by Ravinder Singh. I grab it and went to my table and started reading it and a few minutes later my Tulsi-Adrak Tea too arrived there. I enjoyed the view while taking a sip of Tulsi-Adrak Tea and reading a book. When the breeze passing through the river, touches my face. It generates a refreshing and intuitive feeling which is difficult to explain. After reading some of the pages I found it interesting but what's most important was to enjoy the beautiful breeze by standing on the corner of the river. I did the same by placing the book on the bookshelf and went to the corner to refresh my inner soul which was been busy for so many weeks even can't spare time for myself to talk about what's happening inside me with external factors affecting my emotions. I kept thinking about all that happened to me and I too found many positive things in them which always keep me motivated to look forward in life. 

Its been 7:45 PM, when I saw the time on my wristwatch. I went to the reception counter and asked for the bill. " Sir what's your good name?" the receptionist asked me with a gentle smile.

" Anubhav " I replied with a smile 

" Sir, that's your bill " she replied

" Here you go" I gave her the amount by taking money from my back pocket of jeans.

She was watching me as if I was doing something wrong but its okay everyone carries a wallet. I don't use a wallet rather like it to carry in my pocket.

" do visit again, sir," she said while handing me the change. 

"thank you" I replied 

I took the change and put them in my back pocket of jeans. I went to the parking area where I had parked my bike. As I reached my bike, I checked my jeans in order to find the keys, but I was unable to find it. I again visited the kinare Ka Sahara and asked if they find any keys of two-wheelers.

" no, sir," said the receptionist 

I went on the corner in search of the key where I was stood and was enjoyed the breeze. As I went ahead on the corner I saw the keys left on the floor which is invisible as the floor was fully made with artificial grass. When I came closer then I got the keys. I bend in order to take the keys and got up. As I turned I saw someone and my heartfelt something deep inside it. It was she, My Ex-. although I'm over here, still find myself uncomfortable whenever she is near to me.

The first time when you are in love, which our teacher used to say ( opposite-sex attraction ) happens. You are in cloud nine. Colour of love hovering in the sky. You don't know what is happening, you just enjoy the vibe with the person who somehow came to your life and making it wonderful. She asked me a question while we had a conversation in our past days that " kabhi aesa toh nahi hogana ki, hum ek dusre k samne honge aur ek dusre ka haal bhi nahi puchenge " 

"Aisa kabhi nahi hoga" I innocently console her

" Promise kr " she trusted me to keep her trust alive 

" Promise " I acknowledged her promise by holding her hand while watching her beautiful eyes