December 30th,
when her eyes first connect with his , under the luminance moon. In the gentle haze of serendipity, she encountered him, the man with eyes like constellations, where laughter danced and sincerity unfolded like petals in a blooming garden.
Amidst the bustling crowd,her heart whispered an unspoken connection to stranger, whom she may not see again. A magnetic pull that sparked an urge to embrace him,yet the boundaries of unfamiliaryity confined her silent longing to realm of unspoken desires.
As he departed,a bitter sweet echo lingered in her heart, a poignant resonance of a fleeting encounter.
In solace she reasoned that perhaps it was the enchantment of his gentle smile an ephemeral masterpiece etched in her memory, leaving an indelible imprint of warmth that whispered tales of a chance missed in the vast tapestry of life .
In the cosmic ballet of paths, they parted away as she carrying the echoes of a brief encounter, a mysterious joy ignited by the universe, leaving her young heart lighter and the world painted with a newfound radiance.
Andy
7:02 p.m ; 28th September,
As I looked at my watch it's already past 7 pm. Amidst the grocery store's orderly chaos,I , Dr.Andy , focused on mundane tasks, the rythmic routine of selecting items for the week.
I am not a very picky person as I live alone so it didn't take too much time to buy the essentials. Glancing at my watch , I realised time had woven a subtle narrative of its own. The minutes ticked away as I exit the grocery store landen with bags.
With groceries secured I found myself preparing to drive home. The quiet hum of the car engine became a sound track to my thoughts, the steering wheel a vessel guiding me through the city's evening glow.
Time passed as I entered the familiar embrace of home. The bags of the groceries found their place, and the days event settled into the background of my thoughts.
As I uttered " Tomorrow's gonna be a long day"
It was quite acknowledgement and promise to face the challenges that awaited with resilience.
Sitting down to a quiet dinner I felt the subtle weight of solitude. The clink against the plates echoed in the stillness.
Despite the weariness, a mild feeling of loneliness lingered, as the flavours of the meal become a bittersweet reminder of my break-up. As I savored each bite, the desire for connection with her, flickered quietly in the background.
The time has passed without stopping for anyone , the evening unfolded into the tranquility of the night. Whether it's lost in the busy schedule of day or simply savouring the clam feeling before sleep, time became both companion and gentle reminder of the life's continuous rythm.
My eyes lids are getting heavier, as I drifting into relam of dreams, I let the weariness of the day dissolve. The quiet of the night embrace me, offering a gentle reprieve from the demand of the hospital.
As sleep took over, the anticipation of tomorrow's challenges are faded, replaced by the restful surrender to the
serenity of the night.
" It's cold " as I said to myself before passing out.