In Pursuit of Love

End to a perfect day Outside the car, I wait Are we meeting as friends or is this our very first date I was puzzled what to wear I decided my trusty black shirt and messy hair Winter blossoms and winds get cold Uncertain as to what this evening might hold Then she appears, radiating as she walks Her voice so child-like when she talks I open the door and she smiles again From there on our special night begins Little anxious, I understood she was nervous Hair in a knot, legs crossed looking serene on the surface I believe my words were flattering as I described her what I thought I couldn't lie she looked gorgeous in the moonlit dark Then her pink lips turned to a familiar smile On that face, my eyes kept fixated for a while The knot opens, she lets down her hair Forgive my manners, I can’t help but stare It must have been rude, so I started stealing glances Who knew we would connect so easily, what were the chances I notice the little glint in her eyes ...

Whatever happened to Love at First Sight? We must all have experienced or thought about love at first sight. There is an allure to this thought where one romanticizes of exchanging gazes with a beautiful looking girl, just like in Bollywood movies. The directors of those movies know quite well, what the audience wants, and preys on the emotion.  We are not that lucky as the protagonists of those movies. We do not eventually get the girl we fell in love with.  The first time we laid our awkward little moronic gaze. Sad but true, and thus we carry on with our gaze to find another beautiful looking figure who would be courteous enough, or hasn’t become so cynical as too not believe in love at first sight.