My Blog: THEY & me

I liked her eyes today. So sweet to look at. Thought for a while what if she ll look at me just once with those beautiful eyes. Right now i feel we should meet, our eyes should at least. I was intending not to, but i could see my eyes rolling down to her lips as if i was trying to kiss them with my... suddenly i realized i m staring at her breasts and was stunned by its formation. WO!

The way THEY defied gravity and as if longing for my touch made me th most sinful beast alive. The train was kind enough to give its usual warble and send some vibes to THEM and THEY were waving out to me in bold lines 'check me out'. Wish i could just take off... The feeling; I meant.

Meanwhile when all this was churning in my mind her friend had an eye on me. Her eyes at 60 degree from mine was keeping a track of my illicit act. Th instant i hit the firewall i was conscious of my deeds. The beast in me retraced back  to the darkness from where it came from. Her friend (now my enemy) said something to her in an undertone that made her look grave. She was now holding the grim face and staring right through my eyes into my soul. 

And with a feeling of alleged culpable homicide, i held my face up to her and questioned her with my eyes... i dint knew what was i doing at that point of time, however i went with a line from George Jones' famous song "For if you loved a liar, darlin', you'd hug my neck". You must have noticed that in life all things good or bad happen just a little later... around the turn of the road; now she as the crow flies looked straight into the eyes of the guy siting beside me (that as****e) and with that moist lips smiled back at him (that son of a gun) and with a discreet hand shifted her scarf (dupatta in hindi)  to a penchant altitude.

The enemy now had a sneaky face still 60 degree from mine...