"'KHWAAB'- Log dua karte hain ke unke khwaab poore ho jayein. Par kai logon ke poore nahin hote, acha hi hota hai shayad. Kaash mere khwaab bhi poore na hote kabhi, to shaayad is haal me na hoti"
♡KHWAAB: Between the world of reality and imaginatio...
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Not even a few hours in India have passed and here I am dealing with her. I was going to drive straight to my hotel and take rest for the upcoming events. I would have gone to my home but I found it inappropriate to disturb my parents' sleep at this hour. One of my reasons to come India was that I had to attend my business partner, Md. Sikander's wedding ceremony, who was also my comrade in Oxford. So I was bound to attend the wedding and was invited along with my family.
But out of the blue it started raining heavily and then I saw a girl. She was sitting with her legs folded to her chest. She seemed to belong from a good and decent family from attire. But I could not comprehend what she was actually doing here at this at this hour of night. I don't know how and when I ended up standing in front of her holding an umbrella and trying to cover her from rain. She was almost drenched. Then the rain slow down a bit and I heard someone's....sob. Oh no! She was crying. I literally don't know how to deal with such situations. I can't stand it I was standing there all confused and blank. Then she started walking away, maybe she became aware of my presence. Her eyes were red and puffy probably she was crying since a long time.
Before I could think anything else I heard her voice filled with pain "I have failed....I have...failed. Nothing is gonna be nor-mal." She stuttered. She started breathing heavily. Seeing her vuleranable state I panicked, she was shivering. Maintaining my composure I walked towards her and tried to talk to her "Hey what are you doing here at this time. It's not safe here. Tell me your address I will drop you." The very next moment I felt a pain on my right cheek, and I realised that she...she slapped me. "Stay away." She yelled.
I was just trying to help her but she did what...she slapped me. Before I could walk away I felt that she was losing her balance, I did not wanted to do it because a few moments ago she had slapped me. But I also felt some unease leaving a girl in this state....in this place...at this hour. It's totally unsafe.
Without second thought I stepped towards her, left the umbrella and grabbed her shoulders to prevent her from falling. The next thing she did was totally unexpected she hugged me tightly closing the slightest distance in between of us as if her existence depends on it and started whimpering. She pressed her temple on my chest seeking solace. It made my breathe hitch. My heart was just beating so fast as if it would come out of my chest anytime soon. It's not like that it was the first time that I was this much close to someone. But yes it was the first time when someone was holding upon me for comfort. For the first time someone was seeking comfort from me.
It took me sometime to understand it fully. And the moment I did one of my hands thoughtlessly moved to grab her by her waist more than enough to keep her at place and one hand gently cupped the back of her face. She snuggled closer to my chest and continued sobbing. Her body was trembling. She seemed to be too timid in front of me. Not to forget that I am 6'3" while seemed to be 5'4" or 5'5". After a while her sobs faded and her grip around my waist loosened but she didn't fall as I was holding her by her waist. I moved my hand that was cupping the back of her face to hold the tip of her chin and tilt her face upwards to make an eye contact. But there she was sleeping. Yes she fell asleep in this weird position.
