anything can happen on the middle of the road - Part 2

“Oh My God….He is carrying me , on the road….in the market……How dare him…..Come on it can not  happen to me……it’s a dream , yes it is…NO..NO…seriously, I am in the air…..Oh, why, it happens to me….”  

So many things were going in her mind, and suddenly she got furious about this his act.she thought that How dare he could lift  her like this. He was a total stranger.

This is what happens when you actually try to help a girl. 

She was just thinking, getting angry about this inside her, without any eye- contact with him , she was just lost in her thoughts. Suddenly her thougth process moved to her weight, “Am I too heavy for him to lift?? NO, I guess, I am not” 

Girls are always continuous about their weight, even in most unwanted or critical situation , they would have a whole different concern to think about. 

She was still in her thought, when he stopped by a car, A Long white BMW. 

”Oh that nice”…A quick though came in her mind , when finally she was landed on the ground. 

The Guy, Opened the back door of car  for her with great courtesy and said “Get in and relax, I am gonna look for someone who can repair your heels” , on a serious note. He looked so intense and tough, she was helplessly starting at him, unable to read anything in his eyes. She was watching him with wide eyes and nodded. 

She was not anyways great in reading eyes, she never understood the concept of reading eyes, how could eyes speak. But just now , she had felt the power , control and care. 

He putted her bag and goggles on the front seat, Took her heels, closed the door gently and went away.

 He was carrying her heels and stuff in his hands, she just noticed that she had forgotten her own stuff. She was just sitting like a statue and though that why she went  blank in front of him.

”” I should have scolded him to carry me,and ask why he had lifted me in front of everyone” , but again this thought was beaten by another important issue , that those heels were purchased  from a  very expensive branded showroom and was in guarantee period, “Crap, that Mochi would destroy my heels and than show room people won’t exchange it..Why is he going to get it repair”

 and again to put more fire on,  she had noticed her look in the mirror , got distracted, and focused on her appearance, started maintaining her dupaata and hairs. " Why all this was happening to her today", she thought with a sad feeling, while putting her hairs in a pony. 

She took a deep breath after ensuring her looks,she was relaxing , putted her head back to seat,  noticed the nice smell in the car, looked around, it was an expensive car and of, course well maintained. 

People outside were busy in their own life,she again tried to analysis and started to think that probably  she should not  worry about the incident that had happened just before 10-15 minutes,  A boy lifted a girl and took her to his car…

”Uff, this is too much, This all had  happened because of this GUY , He shouldn’t have lifted me, In Dehradoon like small city , this is gonna be a gossip topic for everybody.….And, Because of him I missed my breakfast…"

"I was happy and fine..Why my heels broke off, I am gonna sue this company …How embarrassing  it was…..And I Couldn’t say anything’”  and when she was making face and thinking , Suddenly Door open, and again she gets  blank and just stares on him with her wide eyes. He entered in the car, closed the door, , putted her heels down and approach to take her feet. 

Before she could understood or respond what was  going , another back door of car gets open, and A Lady drooped so many shopping bags on the seat, besides her, lady noticed her with a shocked face. 

 Lady was very fair with sharp features , wearing  a green colored lovely saree, she loved the saree and her jewelry very much, before the lady could understood, GUY was done with the heels. She had her heels in  feet now, she looked at her heels as he said “”Look, its fixed, you can walk easily, .,  She listened to him clueless.

 The lady was watching both of them with curiosity and tried to understand who she was and what  the matter was, as soon as she could say anything, a servant boy came with more shopping bags and the lady got stuck with it. She again heard his voice, He said, ”Come out, now try to walk and check is it OK for you?” she obeyed him, came out of the car slowly , with her eyes down started walking. As She moved forward to go on her own way, guy came running  “Hey , where are you going, your stuff”,. She stopped, took a sign, cursing herself, turned back, went to the car's back seat, but She couldn’t find anything inside, pops out and sees him with a smiling face with holding her stuff in his hands. She shut the door and took the things from him, moves her eyes and proceeded.

 A strange sound comes into picture and then she noticed, her duppata is stuck with the car door and its torn.  Now that was last thing she wanted , her lovely, Blue duppata was dead.She was screaming inside, with tears in her eyes. Guy was trying to stop her, finally, he caught her hand, signaled not to move and gave her duppata. 

She saw that The lady on the other side of the car was watching them , and  few people around too. People selling kulfi’s and balloons were also the witness that she had waste her dupatta and was almost crying.

 It was the unluckiest day for her. She collected the duppata, tried to maintain her composer ,  had a look at him, and ran away....

Love,

Priyam