Sip – 7

Still not taken back from last day’s dream, the cafe girl started her daily routine as usual that morning. She didn’t know that she is going to cherish the dream, her love dream in few minutes. That was not a bang, it was a gentle entry and she didn’t notice it. “Excuse me Angel.” She turned towards the direction of the voice and was stunned. It was her angel. Spontaneously, like the melting of a dew drop on the arrival of sun, she fainted on just look at him. He held her like an involuntary action. Though she was in a semi-conscious state she could feel his touch. As if a rose petal is given to a flower lover, he held her with some caution. She admired it.
Not like the last incident, she came to her sense earlier and read through the happening quickly.
“Hi angel! what was that? Is it a yoga exercise that you forget everyday and I’m a reminder for it. ha ha ha” Even his laughter got that manliness.
“Ha ha.. no nothing like that. Am sorry that am doing this everytime before you.” I felt like a child who would look here and there when it fell down on the ground.
“Excuse me. Sorry to me? Hello madam come on. There’s nothing to do with me. Take care of your health. You are too weak. Being a doctor I would suggest you..”
“What, you are a doctor? “
“What??? “
“ahem.. nah nah. But you don’t seem like one.”
“Madam, So if I wear a specs, white coat and a steth will you believe me?”
“Oops. Sorry I didn’t mean in that way.”
“Then what. Why is that people always say this kind of thing ‘Oh! you don’t seem like a muslim’ ; ‘Oh! you don’t seem like an uneducated man’…crap…”
But I threw my laughter for his imitation like a girl. While I was laughing…
“By the way, I will say this ‘You too don’t look like a cafe girl. You are like someone who has born for some other reason.'”
Saying so he paused for a moment and looked into my eyes.  Straight look. As if he was saying through his eyes, and as if I understood it, I nodded my head like a cute puppy. In the next second, “Reason? what reason do you think?” the question was posed to him.
He stumbled in his words. Gathering something from his vocabulary, “I don’t know. Actually I can’t say it with just 2 sips of coffee. I need time. Will you permit me Ms.Heavenly angel?”
OMG! I’m flattered. He wants to spend time with me. And he moved the coins slowly, fascinating me, getting my acceptance.
“Yah permitted. By the way, what is that advice on my diet Doc?”
“Yah.. coming to the point. I can’t suggest you that here, in this place, in a cafe. I respect my profession.”
“So do you want me to visit your hospital as a patient Doc?”
“Not necessary. You need to walk for atleast…hmmm…maybe a kilometre daily.”
“Okay. What does that mean?”
“And I will accompany you. Shall we start it today?”
Saying so, we both got up and I asked for a minute for getting into my track suit. After that the road, in which I used to walk fantasying my own world, alone, was gone forever. This journey, I know, would change my life completely.
Writing so she closed her dairy…
But the question is in which way???

SIP – 6

The lyrics of JB’s song was in sync with my lips. It was neither a chill nor a sweaty morning. It’s warm day with the rejoice of something in her heart. She sensed an indescribable joy and some kind of ESP within her saying that someone who is heavenly going to meet her. With the flash of the thought he entered the cafe. A gray tracks matching the pale green T-shirt and a clumsy wet hair which will be the best looking when dried and combed. Just with a look it was seen that he jogged a minute ago. He took the third table which was not under my section and drowned into the ‘NewsDay’. The girl who is in-charge of that table got the order from him which is Espressino. A glance at me, she felt like she lived an era with him. The time was like the time to flip a coin, but she could see the days she spent with him, the words she shared with him and in simple the love he gifted her.

“Excuse me mam. How much is it?”It almost took few seconds to get back her to this world. “Mam..” he knocked the deck.
“oh!Sorry sir. It’s 80 bucks”. He threw looks as if he could read the thoughts of her,those things that started creeping inside her.
Closing the door the final peek at her, nothing was visible to her.Everything was blank…dark…peaceful…


If it was me..sorry he is mine…it would be…it will be…


“Can you hear us??? hey…wake up…” my dear co-workers woke me up from my gudiness. I was not happy for waking up. I was angry at them for making me wake up from the most beautiful dream in my life.
 “yah! I’m normal. No worries. Chill!” saying so I asked them to move away.

Once everyone spaced from me, I saw the same soul that touched me. But this time it is nearing me. “Hey angel. Are you okay?”.

Fascinated I am. My breath was pumped out totally. My words cheated me. Whom to blame..ha ha..I was having no consciousness a moment ago and now if I badly want to speak, how can I.
Still, I want to. He lifted me by holding my hands gently. The touch was so caring like a mother who hold her child’s hand tenderly.
 “Yes I am” I said gaining the left over energy somewhere in my body.
“You look so weak. Come on have something.”
“No. I’ll be fine. No problem.”
“How can you be? I’ll order for you.What do you want?”
OMG! he is asking me what I want. It was actually it was his love I want. “Nothing”
“You won’t listen to my words. I’ll order by myself.”
I stopped him. “I’ll do that. Aadhira, get me some lime juice please.”I said though I like him taking order for me. That’s hat every girl like,her man taking effort to make her feel like princess. I was served with the U’Smile’s lime juice.

 Me taking the first sip, he said “so you are working here since?”.
“No I own this cafe actually. I didn’t want to sit ideally at home. so I’m being an employee here.”
“Oh! that’s good.” He really seemed to be impressed.
“So Miss.Owner, you are such a workaholic that you didn’t even have your breakfast?”he giggled a bit. Like a baby, for me.

 “No.It’s not because of it I guess.”
“Then?” He waited for an answer. But I wasn’t ready to tell him the real one.”Don’t know”with a blush I looked down. Where does this blush thing come to me? I’m not that type anyway.

“ha ha..okay..Miss.Angel” Oh! it was Owner and it’s Angel now.Cool.

“I think I can leave now.I have to. So..catch you later. Take care Angel”

He completed his sentence. But his eyes didn’t stop staying words. He left the place without taking away his heart from me, which he has given me now. Then came a guy with a worried look on his face. Sitting opposite to the third table, He asked me “Hi..1 cappuccino please.”

 I went and served him with that. I know he had a story behind. But by then, it was not the actual me who wanders in her own world. By then it was not me who has my own story to imagine.

All because it was love.

Writing so, she closed her diary…..