Manma emotion jaage re.........#atozchallenge

As I juggled through my makeup box the radio played the latest SRK song......manma emotion jaage re...manma emotion jaage

It had a good re-mix beat to it, a good dance number indeed. But it didn’t make me dance but smile. These very lyrics reminded me of him and transported me two years back.

I got late at office and as I reached home and opened the main gate to enter the compound I saw a guy sitting in our veranda looking towards me. He was immaculately dressed, a clean stubble with short salt and pepper hair. The way he looked towards the door as if seeking something distant, a face effusing calm and control.

I rushed towards the garage to park my scooty and escape his stare. Thankfully I was wearing scarf and helmet or else my eyes and face would have revealed that I was instinctively drawn to him. It was the first time in my life that the surge of emotions was so high I was scared to enter my own house. There were numerous butterflies in my stomach dancing and singing, my heart racing, hands trembling and I was all giggly. I don’t know how to enter my own house now.

Somehow I paced myself to move inside and meet him, with some fake confidence I said Hello.... without removing my scarf or helmet.