Soul And To Come

I lay on the floor of my room with open eyes and going through the circles of my mind from every intrusion to all distractions. The forenoon sky was about to get to its peak with the sun roaring to fire. Inside me I was searching for the moment of solace and the key which was safe in her. My her.

I heard her walking towards my room and with ever wide eyes asked me.

“Are you about to fly? Don’t. I know, Come to me.”

I lay there simply looking at her, while she extended her arms and pulled me, and I stood up only to stand in front of her with my face wanting to tug in the triangle formed her neck, shoulder and cheeks when she places her cheeks on her shoulder.

She knew every moment of it and what I am wanting, instead she said.

“let’s go for a drive.”

I drove to the city side while she kept knuckling my fingers and at one moment she asked.

“What’s inside those dreamy eyes that it becomes smaller n smaller when I touch your fingers. What does your eyes dream of”?

I smiled and parked the car in the parking lot of a multiplex shopping mall. It was a very busy day and we sat on the car and looked at the cars passing by. Each car has or had a story, and every car can tell a story each day. Well, I was dreaming again and at that moment she pulled me and spoke.

“Come.”

We walked, looked at shops, bags, earrings, finger rings and finally ended up buying nothing and I knew she is about to get to the game, Our game.

She asked, “Shall we.”

I replied “Yes.”

The game is simple. We will go opposite directions on own and visit shops or places or whatever on own or do nothing. We won’t call in our mobiles. The rule is finally either one of us should or would find out the other person when we really feel to. Kind of a hide and seek but done with madness and wanting to race towards each other.

With the usual smile we both parted ways. I wandered took rounds and blinked and witnessed the afternoon crowd getting busier and the sky getting a bit dark. It might rain, but the climate was good. It was sunny but moist and the air had an essence of wetness. I passed by many strangers and my eyes was searching for my woman. The woman who came as a stranger to me. Until we meet, we all are strangers and that thought triggered another circle inside my head. And that is the moment I know I should race back to her. I searched for her on every table, every chair, every shop and when I was about to take the elevator, I saw her on the other side of the road, sitting at a café sipping some drink with eyes fixed on me and the drink cup covering half her nose.

All this time I was wandering and looking at many things, but she was there looking me, each moment. She never wanted to wander, the game itself was for her to watch me from distance and then to witness me looking madly for her and then finally run to her hands.

I with a smile and nod leaned on a nearby pillar and looked at her. I then witnessed it

A greenish blue wavy image clone of me took of from my heart and waved through the street across the road to reach her and she had the key to keep it inside her. I stood there looking her and she sat there looking me and the road in between was buzzing with a lot of business and life. And then she nodded which meant

“Come to me”