Fairy in the night...of bliss!
I woke up to a thundering sound. Aaah! It completely blew my head off. I buried my head under a fluffy pillow while I begged my ears to disregard the cloudburst. I felt Goosebumps. Sleeping with a bare chest with just a slinky sheet of cloth, on a sultry night after slogging at work on a sweltering day generally keeps the heat away for me. Phew! And now nature called for a day of contrast. I could feel it.
The clock ticked three. As I struggled to pull the blanket back on myself I could see the wings of the fan combating the gusty wind. Yes the little red lamp wasn’t glowing in the dark. The curtains swooshed inwards providing a picture of a devil in a white dress flying across the room. For my vision cropped by sleep, the sight looked nightmarish. “O fairy, O angel, grant me a wish!” I asked her with diminutive mysticism.
“Wake up to see the day…”
It was half past seven and the Sun shone bright. It appeared the hour was oblivious of the hours it followed. How could nature be so rude to time! My wish flitted with the breeze without leaving a ray of hope within me. The fairy left without a trace. Or maybe… I picked up my comb but the air in the room ruffled it giving me the usual scruffy look.
1800hrs: it was raining hard. And I had a bus five miles away waiting to drop me home. Homeland! the place where your dad or mom closes the windows before the curtains scare you. Before the thought of ‘the fairy’ comes to your mind. I waved myself goodbye looking outside the window, the rain inundating the bus-station.
1730hrs: I wonder what drove me to step out in the rain!
I quickly realized seat no.38 wasn’t mine. Never mind, who’s gonna bother looking out in the rain! Who is no.37! For me a journey is always synonymous to sleep unless the nature calls me to admire the beauty of the forest or the hills. I closed my eyes and in no time I was awoken by a mesmerizing little ‘Excuse me…!’ ‘O dear God…’ I exclaimed to myself. My jaw dropped.
It took fairly long for me to take my eyes off her. Clad in a white angelic top, she looked stunning. And as the bus passed a street decked with white lights, she looked no less than a fairy!
There was just silence all along the journey. The bus braked the next morning and while she took her bag to get down, I said ‘Have a lovely birthday!’… she frowned then eventually smiled at me…
I don’t repent overhearing her birthday wish. Thanks to the caller.
As I penned this down that night, the light went off and then the curtains swooshed again…Posted.Avril.Cinq.
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