The first meet
Dazzled by the beauty she embraced, he was standing there awestruck yet in control to gather his mind back from the fairyland where they were wandering hand in hand, to the real world in the famous and ancient brick lawn in Durbar Square where she promised their first meet. The beeps on his phone notified her arrival although he was there, already looking at her. “Maybe she hasn’t seen me yet”, was the first thing that came to his mind. The frisky part of him didn’t intend to make this so easy for her. “Find me” was the only word he uttered as he picked up the call. “Where”, she said, astound, “I don’t know this place well”. He was hiding well behind a small shrine where she could never lay her eyes upon. Surprised from the intent he was showing from his first meet itself, she had no options as she started walking along the pavement staring here and there. The sun has already started setting in the west as she started walking and gazing through the crowd that usually come by. The place enjoys the sound historic surrounding and the cool evening breeze that hit perfectly to your face making you forget all the hurdles one can have in their life.
He stood there smiling looking at the confused expressions she made as she tries to find him in every face passing by. He followed her with small strides as if any professional spy would do to the suspect. “Enough for the day”, he thought as he tickled her shoulders from behind calling her to turn around. There was it. Two of them standing firm in front of each other amid the moving crowd. Her scintillating eyes straightly looking at him. He looking at that glittering smile of her. The magical smile of her that could even turn a barren desert to a forest full of greenery. He stared through her eyes straight into the soul. “I’ll show you something”, he said.
