A little dream, a little hope.
I stared at his gaze. I was lost in those black orbs. I wanted to look beyond those intense eyes in search of some desire , passion , love or even lust... I craved for those unknown feelings. A part of me was uncomfortable with his constant gaze but my other side was simply melting in his passionate eyes. I could not recognise this new found feeling at first but soon realised that it was nothing but love – the feeling which I had been craving for since childhood. He did not utter a word but for the first time silence made sense that too for a girl like me whose vocal chord denied rest even for a second. I just wanted to feel this amazing feeling. Those dark orbs searching for me in the crowd had finally driven me crazy , crazy enough that I could no more resist myself to reach an extent of confessing my feelings in front of the whole world without even caring about the consequences. Oblivion to the surroundings I found myself being dragged towards him. I trudged along the busy street but my eyes were constantly latched with his. As i approached him...
A bucket of water was enough for me to howl at my brother 5 in the morning. The whole bed was wet and water was dripping from all over my face. Disgust was clearly visible on my visage and his constant chuckle added more to my annoyance. My eyes threw daggers at him and analysing the possible consequences of his actions, he dashed out of the room. Before I could realise his moves, he was gone. I huffed. But the reminiscences of my dream soon replaced the disgust with a sugar-coated smile on my face. I literally dragged myself to the washroom and settled myself on the floor – all set to drift to my dreamland once again. Every night I would see the same dream and every morning I would end up being disturbed by my annoying brother. Everyday the dream would end in the same place for which I could never witness what happened after I had approached the man in my dreams. I wished a day would come when my dream would turn into reality. I am still waiting for that day which I believe will come one day...
Life is brief – a little hope, a little dream and then goodnight.