My Stranger

There comes a time, when life seems stagnant and you feel lost in mediocrity of normal affairs. Everyday feels like the replica of the day before. There is nothing to look forward to but a routine and I was living like this for several years until he barged in to my world like a gush of fresh breeze, touching every inch of my existence, bringing along colourful spring to my withered, abandoned world.

He is a clear winner. He win hearts if not anything else with his infectious smile that rarely appears on his lips, his charm that he himself is unaware of, his unpretentious self which makes me believe how real a person can be in the world full of masked souls, his soothing voice that calms my fluttering heart incessantly, his sarcastic sense of humour that makes me laugh even when I am stressed, his playful yet tired eyes, his childlike innocent face, his unruly kept hair, his lean built physique, almost everything about him puts me to an eternal blissful state.

We met as strangers ofcourse. It was not conventional in any way. I never thought I could stumble upon someone so wonderful, accidentally. How and when he became my life and started growing on me, I honestly do not remember. The transformal progression of our equation was pretty quick, full of up and downs, nourished with midnight tears and nursed with hearty laughters. Today as we have almost become 5, we are much better at it from how we used to be in the beginning.

I dont have much expectations from my stranger or this life. Life has screwed up both of us, our dreams and desires, left, right and centre in different ways. People too. This time, I just want to protect 'us' from the hardships and circumstances, putting an evil eye outside our very own bubble.

Whether we have a future or not, whether we live together till death do us apart or just a few memories more, but he will always be my beautiful 'Stranger' who made me fall in love when I had lost all the hopes to be anyone's special someone.