My first date

Part 3

"I want to have salad," I said folding back the menu card.

"I will have the same," he smiled.

".. and passion fruit juice as my drink," I continued.

"I will have some wine," he placed the order and the waiter went.

I could feel myself getting nervous. I have always wanted to go out with Keshav for some time together, finally I am here, I went speechless. I couldn't think of anything to say, my brain wasn't working right. I caught him looking at me. I looked away and blushed. I am pretty sure I have turned red. The waiter served us our order.

"Here's our prey," he broke the silence.

I laughed as I moved the plate of salad nearer to me. I was still blushing it started to make me feel a bit awkward because I couldn't stop blushing.

"Any places you want to visit," he started out a topic.

"Uhmm.. have anything on your mind?," I asked

"Yea, Paris," he answered.

"I have heard a lot about Paris. I even wrote an essay about Paris when I was still in my school. That was like 5 to 6 years ago," I explained.

"Do you still write?," he asked as he continued eating.

"Not really," I replied.

"You should write something," he said'

"I am not very creative when it comes to stories," I explained.

"The only thing I constantly write is my diary," I added.

"Diary is about your life. You should try something new," he suggested.

"Try writing some fantasies or may be fairy tales like on your own..,"

"Like Cinderella, Tangled, Snow White..," he added.

"I always go blank," I said.

"It's easy. Imagine yourself as a princess. Build your own land. Fill people with it. You can turn your real life into story with some imaginations," he suggested as he moved his plate slightly further and started sipping his wine.

"I must figure out the plot of the story first," I replied

"No. Don't do that. Let it go with the flow. Start writing something and keep going where your mind goes. It will surprise you. Trust me," he assured.

"Advantage of writing fantasies is that you can make up anything. You can add a flying tree and it turns out to be a dragon," he laughed.

"...and turn a damn frog into a prince," I giggled.

"Exactly," he laughed.

"Bring back a dead girl through a kiss," I added, realising there are actually quite a few example in famous fairy tales.

"Yes, think something like that on your own," he said.

"We have finished our dinner, I think we should get going before they chase us away," he said as he pointed at the staffs.

"We should," I smiled, holding my laughter in.

The weather is cold. The sun was going down, leaving behind the hues of blue and pink in the sky. We were taking a walk enjoying the beautiful sky. Our steps synchronised with each other, and he was walking so close to me, my left shoulder was touching him.

"I love the atmosphere here," I said looking at the sky, as hugged myself because I was shivering due to the cold weather.

"Are you cold? Here's my coat," he took off his coat and placed it over my shoulder.

"Thank you," I blushed.

His coat was so warm and I caught a whiff of his cologne. The thought of his coat over me made me blushed. I turned my face away to avoid him from noticing my flushed cheeks. As we were walking, sky was getting darker and the stars began to shine. There was an empty grassland with some beautiful night lamps.

"Shall lie on the grass for some time. If you don't mind," he hesitated.

"Oh, sure," I said, excited.

The stars were shining so brightly. There were countless number of them decorating the dark sky. We were lying next to each other, silently.

"What do you think of the galaxies? ," he broke the silence.

"Whenever I think of the galaxy, I feel so tiny," I replied.

"..and human existence is insignificant," I added.

"I am not more of a scientific person. But, I guess it's just beautiful," he exhaled.

"Definitely, it is. I feel elated to be a tiny part of this galaxy. Don't you feel the same?" I asked, turning to the right to look at him.

"Yes. I do," he said, still looking up at the sky.

"I like the night lamps around this place, trying their best to light up the darkness of night," he said.

"I can't stop adoring the sky. Sky is beautiful," I watched the stars.

"Just like you," he turned to me.

"I said, beautiful," I denied.

"I really think you are beautiful," he whispered, as he moved closer to me.

I turned to him, he was already staring at me. I looked into his eyes and realised he is everything I have ever wanted. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I began to feel the nervousness spreading all throughout me. I have never been so close to someone, physically. He kissed on my forehead softly.

"You like that?" he whispered in my ears.

"What do I say?" I blushed.

"I can see you liked it," he said under his breath.

"You have beautiful eyes, though. I can look into them all day without even blinking," he whispered.

"Well.. I..I don't know what..," I stammered.

"You don't have to," he whispered placing his finger on my lips.