The Falling Petals...🌺

First-Touch...

And there she was!

My angel, my beautiful one.

Her smile which tried to override my senses. That chilling hesitation in her, and in me. Her long, untied hair that fell upon her eyes with a gust of wind. Her hand moving across her face, and moving her hair behind her left ear. Her left ear, and the glittering silver earring she was wearing. Her beautiful face, which mesmerized me. And in that green, off-shoulder top and jeans, her body appeared so perfect, so young, so poised. She was charismatic. I wasn't able to take my eyes off her. Rather, I wanted to stare at her from top to bottom, very slowly - which I actually did.

"This is her," I told myself. "She is mine."

That was a wonderful moment which I have re-lived again and again, recalling that first sight.

I moved towards her with a smile, almost forgetting my trolley. And in a few seconds, there I was, right in front of her, a foot of her, a foot apart, still not able to take my gaze off her.

"Hey," I said, offering my right hand for a shake.

"Hi," she responded, politely and in such an elegant way, touching me for the first time with that hand shake. (Did you hear what I said. The first time we touched....It was magical!)

    And her eyes....So beautiful! There was something special in them. Something which didn't let me look away. I wanted to hear what they were telling me. The feeling, the truth of the moment, the....the....I don't know what it was.

I looked, and my eyes were stuck on you 

I tried to move the black in them, 

but they were stuck like glue

Looking at you for real, I noticed your eyes

That's exactly where your entire beauty lies

So genuine, so honest, so beautiful, so deep

With a glint of light, some naughtiness did creep

Finding my dream coming true

I pleaded my shivering lips to bring out the words 

I had kept for you There were so many things to say

I can remember none of them at all 

But, I don't lose with that, I do things my own way...

"....And this is my sister Nari and he is Guen - her best and only friend," she broke my gaze and thoughts to introduce me to two other people. I wondered how I didn't notice them standing beside us. Was I so lost in her? Undoubtedly, I was.

I said hello to both of them, cracking some jokes to ease the sweet pressure which Dae and I were feeling. Then we moved out of the exit channel towards the parking lot in search of the cab these guys had come to the airport in. Dae was too shy to walk with me and she joined Nari and Guen in looking for the cab. I followed at a distance, with my trolley. My condition was no different from her.

I wrote her a very short SMS, then, "You are beautiful!"

The next moment I saw her coming towards me from the other side of the exit. looking at something on her cell phone, probably reading my SMS.

When she reached me, she smiled.

"Thanks," she said.

"I love this. Whatever is happening. The excitement, the anxiety. And seeing you," I said.

And in her shyness, she turned away, her hair falling across her eyes again. Her complete attention was upon me, yet she was trying to escape my gaze.

"Hey. Am I making sense? Or am I being stupid?" I asked.

She laughed and turned back to me. She had a lot of teeth.

"No you're making sense, actually. It's the same with me," she said, smiling.

Soon, Nari and Guen appeared, pointing at the cab which was coming towards us. It became clear that I was expected to step into the cab first, and because of this I panicked.

where should I sit? I asked myself. In the back, with her? But will it look good if I sit between the two sisters, pushing Guen to the front? Should I sit in front, then? Or should I sit in the back, but on the left with the driver? No. No. What a mess! So many permutations and combinations to be solved in a second. It was beyond the abilities of my brain. Better sit up front, I thought. It was the easiest solution.

And in haste and alarm I got in beside the driver. "You fool. What is she going to think of you? Why didn't you sit behind, beside her?" my not-so-talented brain shouted at me the very next second. Damn! I was screwing up things  with my stupidity. I was sitting apart from my own girlfriend.

Barely a minute later, I got a call on my cell. Mom calling.

"Shit! She asked me to call her the moment I landed in Busan. I forgot," I murmured as I took the call. "Haa Eomma, I just came out of the airport," I said before she asked me anything.

"I knew you will forget. Now tell me," she said

"Tell me? What?" I asked, though I knew she probably had a hundred questions for me, about Dae, which I couldn't answer because I was with them in the cab.

But she she didn't ask me all those questions. Just one, which summarized all of them, "So, are you happy?"

"Oh Eomma! I am.....I am very happy," I replied quietly, looking outside the window.

"Good. I just wanted to know that. I know you won't want to talk to me at this moment. So you guys enjoy and we will talk later. Alright?"

"okay Eomma. I will call you later. Bye."

A/N:

I just love the way how his mother asked him just that one question and it shows how much mother's love for their kids. No matter how grown up the kids are, for mother's they are still babies.

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with love,

Castleye...🖤🖤