Memory wants to murmur. Inner voice slowly whispers. Thoughts start to build a feeling and in fact, that is heavenly healing. And the feeling slowly started to steal my time making me indulge in those thoughts. I never knew that so many beautiful things happen over a cup of coffee ;). Without knowing I was pulled off to the cafe once again. Before I entered into the cafe I just asked myself will she come today or she doesn’t?
Questions kept popping up in my head. I wiped away all the questions and answered myself saying ” Enter the cafe”. My eyes started to search for her, but she isn’t there. Meanwhile, I ordered for a cup of coffee. I lift the cup to take a sip and suddenly someone said wassup? Mr. Landon. I recognized her voice and turned back. She stood just behind me and in fact asked me wassup? . I am fine,Miss Jamie. *laughs*. I pull the chair and offer a seat. Silence for a few seconds and we smile at each other.
Hey! I’m Vishal
to be continued…
You can read the first part here:
Cafe Ke Baateein