That Night...

That Night...

A Story by Surya

Got ready for Barista to play guitar over there, am guiatarist plays in Barista, a coffee house, as a part time job.I started my bike with guitar around shoulders and on my way now, I have to cross three signals to get into Barista.successfully passed two signals and all of a sudden it started raining when am about to cross third signal, somehow reached my destination but am wet now.A few minutes wasted under warmer to make my clothes dry and after 15 minutes of my struggle am ok to play in hall.

    As usual as every day, customers, coffee lovers having their coffee with their loved ones, friends, parties and much more, bored off these routine characters here.But it’s a strange feel  today may be because it’s a romantic evening raining out there smoothly and evening sunset with  dark landscapes, an enthusiasm to play romantic songs and of course I started playing melodies turning everyone’s mood on, I can see everyone smiling at lovely music.They started enjoying the evenng with the most loved coffee and guitar tunes.

   And there I stucked with the entry of a young lady who attracted me much than anything, my vision now blurred except one thing in clear, a lady entered in setting her wet hair which sliding arund her shoulders, she is beautiful with brown twinkling eyes, and a pleasant smile on her lps with dimples on her cheeks, red skirt raping her white skin, ohh!! She is beautiful in my own eyes, I need a talk with her but it won’t be possible here.she ordered Capuccino one of my desired coffee, she and her friend having a pleasant talk enjoying their coffee along with my music, but I couldn’t manage dropping my eyes from her.

  They are done chatting and they are leaving now and I have to hurry to her or else I would miss a chance now, I signed off my duty and rushed to parking but I couldn’t see her there, I was searching all around to locate her and finally she is there leaving on her scooty,Oh! I have to hurry now to catch her, started following her in this pleasant evening where sky filled with  grey clouds and a bit like black and white streets with flooded yellow street lamps, she taking many turns left and right but still am behind her.Finally she stopped under a tree and motioned me to stop at her, and I have to stop now,

‘What’s up Mister, you are behind me anything to say’, she asked me, now I seen her beautiful face in close that I couldn’t utter a word instead I made only eye contact, Oh man! Look at her eyes they are turning me mad, I couldn’t hear any word she speaking, only her eyes and am mesmerized,

‘Hey! You, you there!, What’s wrong guitarist?’, she shouted at me finally,

‘Why did you born with such beautiful eyes?’,

‘excuse me, are you ok?’,

‘Yeah, I was ok before you entered in Barista, and after your presence I can see nothing except your eyes’,

‘Hmm’, she replied,

‘Why are you so beautiful? Thanks to your mom and dad for bringing such a pretty thing for me int this world’ I said, I don’t why I said that, but I have no common sense working now,

‘Hmm, you guys never change, started flirting with a lady at veru first moment of your meeting with her’,

‘Did it seemed like flirting! Am praising your creation’,

‘Ahh! Enough now, why are you following me?’,

‘I ain’t followed you, It’s your eyes dragging me to  you’,

‘Ohh, I see’, she started smiling now,

‘Yeah that’s true, it’s all your eyes sorry those beautiful eyes’,

‘Thank you mister, am late now, let’s see some other time, have to go now’, she started her bike but I stood like an Idol staring at her eyes, after a blow from her engine am back into reality and started following her eyes to her place wherever she goes.

It’s a mile now and she reached home and that was a beautiful villa she has, she entered home and guard over there didn’t allowed me in, nothing to do, found a stall nearby and I walked in there, lighting a cigarette and a tea in my hands enjoying those watery roads, cool breeze with yellow lights and a beautiful night, waiting for her to come out but it’s been minutes I didn’t seen her, and I was about to leave, and there she is in her balcony…

I have to make use of this pleasan night to speak few words to her, stopped in the middle of the road, playing  a romantical tune on roads and she smiling at me, Icouldn’t control it now, Jumped those walls, climbed up to her and gifted a rose a beautiful red rose and said’

‘I want those beautiful eyes of your’s forever and ever, will you be my valentine on this valentine day till our last breathe…..’, she started jumping now……

© 2017 Surya


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This is so beautiful, delicate and unique Surya!
I really liked this story... very cute as well :)


Posted 7 Years Ago


Surya

7 Years Ago

Thank you Shaan...:)
Aww, that was such a sweet end to it. I really liked it. However, I did notice some grammatical errors but I hope that in due time, things will improve. It was an amazing job nonetheless.

Although, don't you think that you had you been in the girl's place, you would have freaked out and ran away? I know I would have.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Surya

7 Years Ago

Yeah there are some grammar mistakes, basically typing errors I found, I will correct them...
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That Girl

7 Years Ago

Haha, possible. But I guess I would have ran away. LOL, I guess I am still the same. xD

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