Crashed Dreams!

(Disclaimer-All the characters in this story are imaginary.)

“The first time I met Anubhuti was when she attended the UNIX training session by Prof.Bala,” I started.

I was surrounded by my project team mates. I always had a special knack for storytelling. I have shared most of my memorable moments with my team comprising of Armaan, Muthu  and Nausheen. It is more stimulating when those young guys and girls listen to you with full attention. For a change it was not an audit or a team review meeting. We were charged up for the induction ceremony where a new joinee was supposed to join our team.

“She occupied the 4th seat on the last row,” I continued.

“I was sitting beside her, but sometimes I fail to understand my reluctance in opening a conversation with people especially girls” I added.

“Tarun Sir, I bet Anubhuti must be beautiful,” Nausheen said.

“Indeed pretty,” I smiled back at her. I always admired  her agility and her insatiable thirst for solving problems.

“Anubhuti  Singh,” I sighed.

“O TL pleaseeeee describe Anubhuti,” the boys sang in unison.

“A meeting is going on and Mr. Richard may pop out any time,” I warned them to remain silent.
“Well, I am not quite sure. All I know was that she was pretty queer. Such was her magic. She induced some interest in you. Her large eyes had infinite depth. The way she talked, the way she walked everything was different. Probably this difference attracted me to her.
Her long hair reflected bright shades of ebony. Her beautiful eyes never failed to mesmerize me. Her eyes, framed by long lashes, were bright, as dark as ink and seemed to brighten the world. Had she smiled, the world would have smiled with her. Had she laughed, the world would laugh with her. And had she wept, the whole world would want to comfort and soothe her.” I paused.

There was a deafening silence as I spoke. For a moment it seemed as if all eyes were glued on me.
"She knew I had a crush on her,” I smiled.

“Then..” the team said in unison.

“Then…slowly and steadily we got to know each other. We interacted and we became good friends,” I continued.

“We worked for the same project. Days passed and she seemed to turn more beautiful. I soon developed a thing for her. The world seemed to have been a better place to live in. I  liked her and wanted to  live with  her forever, “I continued.

“Didn’t you propose her,Sir?” Nausheen asked this time with a shade of innocence.

“Trust me, its the most difficult thing in life to confess your love for someone. It was very much true in my case. It was Friday, 14th of July and the same day she came out crying from the SPM’s office, “I smiled.

“She said that she was offered an onsite opportunity and she had to leave for Paris the other day and started weeping, “ I said to my team who by then were fully attentive.

“I asked the reason why she didn’t want to go? I was dumbfounded by her reply. She said that she loved me very much and wanted to live with me. It made me smile. She sealed our love by kissing me inside the pantry shop, “I said.

“Wow!” Nausheen exclaimed to which Muthu giggled.

“She didn’t want to leave me. It took me 3 hours to convince her and finally she agreed to leave for Paris as per her 6 months contract, “I said.
“The butterflies in my stomach would never stop fluttering till she was with me. I would miss her badly. We used to chat every day on the Office Communicator and she would call me once every day, “I continued.

“No wonder she had a debonair personality,” Armaan from my team said.
“Finally the eternal wait came to an end and it was time for her return. She was excited and so was I. My happiness grew more as I was going to see my girl after 6 months, “I sighed.

“I wish I didn’t insist her to go. Why did I ask her to go?,” A tear drop trickled  down my cheeks and my voice started trembling for once.

“Tarun Sir what happened?,” my team mates asked me.
“The aircraft in which she was travelling plunged into the Atlantic Ocean and my dreams collapsed,” My eyes turned moist
There was complete silence for a minute.

“We are sorry sir..,” my team mates tried to comfort me.

“Tarun meet our new joinee Miss Anubhuti Sehgal,” Mr.Richard Fernandes, my Project Manager said to me.

“Anubhuti” reminded me of the girl who mesmerized me with her smile.
I wished she was my Anu, the girl who cast her spell upon me.

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