Is love at first sight truly possible?
(7 weeks later after the first encounter)
Driving towards cell, I turned the question over my mind for what seemed to be hundredth time. Will she be there?
Outside, our country's hot sun had long since set. A grayish sheen of haziness was visible through my sight, and aside from the cars burning rubbers on NKVE, all was quiet. It was beautiful and warm. A 'Heart Go Yonder' kind of warm - the kind of temperature that holds you like your mum did, when peace comes in a quiet breeze, and air begs to be taken in lungfuls. It was a lovely day at work, a day that I look at my student's assessment, a day that nourished. And I was lying on my bucket seat, listening to some slow numbers, my windscreen serving as a magnifying glass in the still of the night's moonlight sonata. The moving leaves above the parking lot were sifting moonlights; the stars looked like a thousand diamonds in a dazzling dance. Mmmm, it was beautiful.
But I digress. Where was I? Oh yes, I should be talking about her, and only her. And I was in the best moods to blog about her. The thought of her puts a smile on my face and there's no small delight in my heart. It's a huge one.
After stepping out of the car, I reached down the road to peek in on her. Her car was not there. As I crossed the parking lot, I paused. Who am I to go after her? In all honesty, I'm nothing compared to other guys in the world plus she could have a boyfriend. I'm just an ordinary guy. I flubs my chance to talk to her during our first encounter. Finally, at the brink of losing all of this, I'm losing something even more valuable - 'My Mind'. I don't have a clue whether she'll be here tonight. Perhaps it's just a one off. ( that she visited the cell ) Since then, there's no news from her. If only I have one more chance...
Then suddenly...
All in an instant, a car ascending towards my direction. I stood there in disbelief. IT WAS HER! I didn't feel like mentioning that my stomach was already full, but the feeling of butterflies in my stomach surprisingly digested everything.
Well, at the end of the day ..."Who could deny these butterflies?"
All this while, I never understand why there was the cliched phrase, 'It was like being hit by lightning,' until I felt it -I'm smitten I'm bitten I'm hooked I'm cooked!
People used to say "Lightning never strikes the same place twice" but it did.
I drew a deep breath, marched towards the road, reminding myself to say hi and seize any opportunity to know her. I'm trying to figure out exactly where to begin. My heart squeezed again. Up ahead, I instantly spotted an opening and headed towards it. Since there's no parking space left at the neighborhood, I kindly offered my parking space to her. I waved at her, signaling she could park at my parking space. She planted a smile on her face as she waved back at me. As I walked to her car window to offer my thoughts...there's a moment of silence when she smiled.
Up close, she was a beauty, a real beauty - but I suspected that she knew it as well. Lost in my thought, I opened my mouth to say something, then closed again, realizing I'd forgotten my words. For an awkward moment, we eyed each other without speaking. Finally I'm able to collect my thoughts and motioned over my shoulder with my thumb.
"Would you like to have my parking space?"
(7 weeks later after the first encounter)
Driving towards cell, I turned the question over my mind for what seemed to be hundredth time. Will she be there?
Outside, our country's hot sun had long since set. A grayish sheen of haziness was visible through my sight, and aside from the cars burning rubbers on NKVE, all was quiet. It was beautiful and warm. A 'Heart Go Yonder' kind of warm - the kind of temperature that holds you like your mum did, when peace comes in a quiet breeze, and air begs to be taken in lungfuls. It was a lovely day at work, a day that I look at my student's assessment, a day that nourished. And I was lying on my bucket seat, listening to some slow numbers, my windscreen serving as a magnifying glass in the still of the night's moonlight sonata. The moving leaves above the parking lot were sifting moonlights; the stars looked like a thousand diamonds in a dazzling dance. Mmmm, it was beautiful.
But I digress. Where was I? Oh yes, I should be talking about her, and only her. And I was in the best moods to blog about her. The thought of her puts a smile on my face and there's no small delight in my heart. It's a huge one.
After stepping out of the car, I reached down the road to peek in on her. Her car was not there. As I crossed the parking lot, I paused. Who am I to go after her? In all honesty, I'm nothing compared to other guys in the world plus she could have a boyfriend. I'm just an ordinary guy. I flubs my chance to talk to her during our first encounter. Finally, at the brink of losing all of this, I'm losing something even more valuable - 'My Mind'. I don't have a clue whether she'll be here tonight. Perhaps it's just a one off. ( that she visited the cell ) Since then, there's no news from her. If only I have one more chance...
Then suddenly...
All in an instant, a car ascending towards my direction. I stood there in disbelief. IT WAS HER! I didn't feel like mentioning that my stomach was already full, but the feeling of butterflies in my stomach surprisingly digested everything.
Well, at the end of the day ..."Who could deny these butterflies?"
All this while, I never understand why there was the cliched phrase, 'It was like being hit by lightning,' until I felt it -I'm smitten I'm bitten I'm hooked I'm cooked!
People used to say "Lightning never strikes the same place twice" but it did.
I drew a deep breath, marched towards the road, reminding myself to say hi and seize any opportunity to know her. I'm trying to figure out exactly where to begin. My heart squeezed again. Up ahead, I instantly spotted an opening and headed towards it. Since there's no parking space left at the neighborhood, I kindly offered my parking space to her. I waved at her, signaling she could park at my parking space. She planted a smile on her face as she waved back at me. As I walked to her car window to offer my thoughts...there's a moment of silence when she smiled.
Up close, she was a beauty, a real beauty - but I suspected that she knew it as well. Lost in my thought, I opened my mouth to say something, then closed again, realizing I'd forgotten my words. For an awkward moment, we eyed each other without speaking. Finally I'm able to collect my thoughts and motioned over my shoulder with my thumb.
"Would you like to have my parking space?"
smooth operator~~LOL!!!!!
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