While tavelling to Nagpur, last summer... I eventually met a man who shared my compartment in train and left it at Bhopal station. but his elegant personality left an indelible mark on my mind.
Suhaas was his name. To say that Suhas was handsome would be to leave much unsaid. From him, radiated a tense, inflexible attraction. It was as if there was a thunderbolt in the depths of his being, of which the rumblings could not be heard, but only cruel flashes sometimes seen.
In his looks,there was a polished urbanity like some sharpened knife. His intoxicating smile was enough to attract anyone. He took just so mch care of his appearance as was necessary for his dignity and no more. His short clipped hair needed no special attention to be kept in place. His complexion was almond,with just a touch of color of his face..in his glance was the glint of keen insight, in his compressed lips, unyielding keen resolve. Every act of his seemed to be noble, every move of his poised to be dignified. For me, he was an unforgettable guy with an unforgettable personna.
But now he was leaving...going out...of my dream as the alarm rang up n I woke up to find the time piece showing seven in morning!!!
2 comments:
A beautiful dream woven with all ur fantasises....:)Wish it could have been a reality!!and ya...what was that unyielding keen resolve..do answer that one...:)gud wrk..u simply rock!!!
kya baat hain yar.....oye balle balle
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