so it's valentine's day and I'm sitting here in the same cafe where we had met, the first time. I come here every year, without fail. I dream about you waving at me with the brightest smile. I imagine myself running into your arms and falling in love with you, all over again. But you have gone too far to come back.
This year, they decorated a bit differently. added white with the red. white and red, my colours. but it's as crowded as every year. filled with balloons, flowers and love. stupid crazy love.
A young girl and a boy are sitting in front of me. both grinning unconsciously. first love, I guess. the boy bought her a gift but is hiding it in his pocket. not sure if she'll like it or not. he is looking at her hands, maybe pondering over the risk of holding it. shy kind, like you were. girl moves her fingers through her hair and leaves a strand in front of her face. he gets the hint, finally and put them behind her ear.
Just next to them, two guys are holding hands. tears in their eyes. good tears as they are smiling. one of them looks foreign. long distance, maybe. he starts singing slowly. some forehead kisses. I love how long distance couples have their own song. they have sung it too many times over calls that it becomes theirs. binding two people, separated by miles, into the same four minutes string of words and tunes.
Oh, a fight! I try to not to look behind me. but they are just too loud to ignore. they are going to get married. our girl here thinks that they are spending too much. but the guy argues that it's still less than a normal north-indian wedding. it's north-south scenerio probably. Punjabi parents of groom-to-be are adamant on spending a fortune but the bride-to-be is having none of it.
so waiter just asked me to shift to a table for one. and I did. an elderly couple sat at my place. they look happy and content. enjoying their retirement. lady glances in the direction of two boys holding hands and singing to each other. then looks away immediately as if she can't see them. she whispers something to her husband. he looks in the same direction and smiles. he takes her hand into his. brings them to his lips and kisses them. both grinning like the young couple sitting opposite to them.