Journey of Two hearts

It was a breezy evening. I was rushing to the bus stand. After a long struggle my Juliet accepted to come to Chennai in a bus with me. It was the time when that bus accident movie was a super hit block buster in Tamil Nadu and I was scared that the bus in which I planned to travel with my Juliet would end up like that. The bus was from Gandhipuram in Coimbatore and must pick her up from her college. I went with a shoulder bag. There she was in the bus stop in my favorite pink salwar. It was my favorite because she was wearing the pink salwar the day we met and the day I proposed. My goodness look at her baggage, it was as f she was vacating her hostel forever. That was a week end trip for heaven sake.

“Thank god you dint come in a bike”
“Why so?”
“I feel like am riding a death trap till the end of our journey, but”
“But?”
“I love it”
We boarded a town bus and slowly reached the bus depot. She was talking to her mom n the phone. I brought her jasmine flower which she asked me to keep in her head. We had our dinner quietly. We were looking into each other’s eyes and we know that our eyes did all the talking. I was happy that I belonged to her and she was happy that she was mine.
We seated next to each other and she wanted the window seat.
“Why cant I have the window seat madam?”
“When I am here who else are you gonna look?” End of the discussion.
As the bus reached the outskirts of Coimbatore, the driver played a CD of Ilayaraja’s melodious hits. Man, what else I could ask for? The girl I love sitting next to me, with some jasmine on her head, Ilayaraja’s music, a good dinner and a long road ahead ! Life is beautiful.

She was leaning on my shoulder and was telling me about her week in her class, how her HOD scolded her for late submission, how her bench mate did facial in Natural’s beauty parlor how her mother scolded after knowing that she lost her golden ear rings. I was staring her the whole time.
“Why do you always stare into my eyes like that?”
“That is only the place where I look good”
“Why don’t you say something?”
“I love you”
“Other than that”
“Marry me sweet heart”
“I wont talk to you if you just keep on chanting this”
“You look wonderful, just like an angel”
“Its because I am with you, this is what you expected rite?”
I was disappointed with her reaction.
“Don't keep your face like that idiot, I feel bad. Now what did I say, hey talk something fool we have only eight hours left in this journey”
She kept her hand upon mine. I caressed her fingers.
“Your hands are too soft, you fingers resembles the rose buds”
“Hmmmm”
“My mom is too keen to talk to you, try this week end may be”
“I am so happy now Romeo, I have always dreamed a journey like this with a man like you to whom nothing else matters when I am around”
She clicked a picture of that moment and made it my screen saver.
The lights went off. Only the dim reflection of head lights was there inside the bus. She looked more beautiful in that lighting.
We talked too many things, about she must be more careful about her things and how she must respect her parents and how I must remember at-least the name of the exams I appear and how I must not travel in foot boards.

We enjoyed the silence. It was too sacred and beautiful to be broken. We were living the moment. When it was twelve in the midnight, she took a parcel out and handed it to me .
“Open it”
There was a shirt.
“My valentine’s day gift to my husband. I wore it to my seminar and I am afraid that it smells of me”
I inhaled the shirt. Sure, it did smell of my Juliet and her perfume.
“I love you” she planted a kiss in my cheek.
“It means a lot to me Juliet, really”
She smiled.
I took out my parcel.
“Wow, a teddy, A WHITE TEDDY!” she exclaimed.
“But why do I need this when you are here? When you are with me, nothing else means anything to me, you are my best gift”
“And thank you, my friends told me guys would molest girls during bus or train journeys and you don’t even grip my hand properly. Thank you for respecting me even after knowing that I wouldn't scold you if you have me here. I love you so much”
She cried in my chest.