It's been a day since petrol bunks in the city remained closed. I can see very less vehicles on roads suddenly a auto appeared Auto... I waved. A douzen hands too waved in competition to me. Basavanna gudi I asked. 500 sir he replied.what! I said shockingly. Strike day sir ...but yours a LPG auto and its just 3 km away i said. So what sir ...he left! with his rude answer. I got angry on that auto driver.it's getting late! as a trainee engineer I should not go late to the office And I decided to take bus. as I turned around suddenly I got struck ,I became def everything became
Out of focus to me except her . I could see that curly hair covering her face, holding a black bag box in her hand. slowly while Adjusting her hair revealed her dimple cheeked left profile.by the time,observing the other side of the road now she almost crossed the road by running.I can observe a I.d card dancing in her neck which she wants to hold but she could'nt with a smiling dimples face specially the dimples are like sculpture made. I could hear music in the back ground too.unexpectedly she is coming towards me and stood at few foot distance. Suddenly I could hear the crowd as usual and everything came into focus, heart beat increased a bit and my mobile ringing continuously then I realized that the background music was my ringtone and I lifted the call with all my attention but its a customer care I immediately ended the call. Now again Tried to Turn around to look at her but I couldn't. then I took out my mobile and pretended like checking something in my mobile and observed her.the black torn jeans quarter folded to left leg a stylish chain tied As anklet to the same leg. But the right side leg remained normally with a pair of stylish converse shoes.she might be 5"8 height.
Excuse me... Excuse me.. She called me suddenly. I looked at her with confused face. yes! I asked. By the time my heart beat reached peeks.does basavanna gudi route bus stops at this stop? Ya even I am waiting for same bus I said. I thought that she might be new to public transport. Then I started scanning her I.d which she shifted it to her left hand tied as a hand band and details says that lingayaswami music academy,name:visheasta ,violin student .
Felt interesting for a while.vishesta looks gorgeous and unique like her name,in black torn jeans blue loose shirt with a half sleave black over coat holding violin case with right hand typing the mobile with left hand. I tought she might be a left handy,Suddenly I fell in
Love with petrol bunks strike and the girl next to me.
Finally bus had arrived. Miss this is the bus I said. Ho!thank you. She replied with her dimpled cheeks smile.And rushed in to the bus. I totally lost in her dimples they are vey hypnotising. I too got in to bus , b'coz it's strike time bus is full and I continuously observing her from the crowd. I couldn't here but can see that she gave 500rs note for 7rs ticket conductor got awacked she too don't have any change some aunty adjusted her 7rs and vishesta thanked her with cute face expression. Now I confirmed that she is new to bus and laughed within me. All of a suuden after 10.minutes she got down. I could see her getting down the bus and bus started vishesta disappeared I felt lost in that bus crowd.....
( to be continued in part-2)