The Girl On Route 50
By: Vaibhav Bhatt
Tags: Lovestory, Storyteller, Love, Storytelling

Going to work is so much stressful. During college I used to think once I get placed in a good company, everything’s going to be super fun, but college was much better I guess….

So I am an average looking guy, and by that I meant to say that not a lot of girls were after me. The only thing that never left me were my books and library. I had some family issues, my mother and father were divorced so I had the responsibility of my mother as well as my younger sister. Things were good, after completing my bachelors I got placed in a good company with a handsome salary of Rs 25498/- only.

My life was just like any other ordinary person who would wake up early, pack his lunch and leave for office. I used to prefer the metro for traveling because the cab prices were so high. You know how it’s like to travel in a metro….sometimes you get a seat and sometimes you don’t. And in summers it’s even more worse when you have to bear the oozing sweat in the atmosphere.

One day in the hot summers of June, I was returning from my office, my clothes were all messed up from the heat, I was really looking awful. Luckily, I got a seat this time and was all set to take a nap since my stop was the last. After only 15 mins of sleep, I woke up and saw this beautiful girl standing in front of me, my eyes popped off, there was something really special about this girl that I just couldn’t stop myself from staring at her. She was using her phone and that was the time when I realized that it was my day to offer the seat to this girl and initiate the conversation.

My adrenaline was kicking in, started to have butterflies in my stomach, seriously guys….it took me 6 minutes to develop the confidence and when I finally did…her stop came, and she left. Well I was confident enough that I will find her again and I did, this time I was well prepared. I took the half day on that day from my office and literally killed one my relatives 250th time to get that leave. I went to the salon, got my beard trimmed, hairs styled, eyebrows done, I was really in the game this time.

I got in the metro at the usual time. This time I had to change coaches to look for her. As I found her, she was sitting in a reserved seat that is for the women listening to music, I went there and stood in front of her ,I thought she would really notice me but she didn’t…….god! I felt so bad.

She was looking so exquisite, even a blind person could see her, I really just wanted to write something for her so I took out my diary. As I was devoid of pen , I requested her bravely; then pondering over — was I brazen ? But to my sheer expectation , she gave me her pen with a heavenly smile . Oh lord! My heart was racing so fast as If I had just finished an Olympic race.

I wrote down few lines while looking at her at different intervals, She seemed to be a low key girl….anyway I gave her the pen and waived her by saying ‘have a nice day’ . I guess she didn’t hear it .

Over next few days….I didn’t see her, Searched in different coaches but she was never to be found as if she was a ghost. Didn’t know her name, number, or where she used to work, maybe she changed her job, but all that I was left with was that dazzling smile of hers.

Here’s what I wrote for her :-

The girl that I saw in a Metro, Sitting there as a ravishing jewel, Your Eye Lashes which flicked like a dying candle. Your Falling hair would tease those cheeks of yours and you’d put them behind your ear with delicate fingers. Your AirPods that you put on in your ear made you disconnected from the outer world. Checking the phone to change the track in every now and then shows how impatient you were, I would take The last metro If I could see you. I don’t know What is love. I would like to find it with you. To the Girl that I saw in a Metro…..

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