

Yesterday was some day. I had to go meet my Professor regarding some research work and hence had kept my husband's car to run some errands. He called me around 5:30pm to pick him up. I started heading east for his office and got stuck at a red signal on Kiely Boulevard. Luckily I was the first in row because I could see him clearly come out of his slumber den. Oh Gosh! He was so magnificent, rimming golden on a crisp blue sky. Slowly and steadily he raised himself from behind those majestic mountains, as if he was getting ready to give a speech to a world audience. He was huge, bigger than the tires of my 2003 Camry. I could see all his spots and shades. It was divine and beautiful, so serene that I lost track of time. All I could do was to stare at him, my heart beating so fast I almost missed the honks from drivers waiting behind me. The signal had turned green, I had to interrupt my love affair and drive forward. Never did I so earnestly wish for a signal to turn red as I did when I reached San Tomas Expressway but Mr. Murphy isn't considered a genius for nothing. Something rare happened that day, which would otherwise make me fall on knees in front of the Almighty but not yesterday. Taking left at San Tomas needs you to be be freaking lucky because that green remains for only 20secs and I was hoping that those 20secs pass away quickly so that I can continue my romantic encounter with. But no, it had to break my heart as well as the thumbrule and remained green for over 40secs allowing almost 10 cars to turn left, me being one of them. And there ended my "Chhoti si Love Story" with someone very special, someone who symbolizes love as eternal, someone everyone loves, someone whom I call Mr. Moon!

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