.....Or both

The seats were empty inside. Generally early morning flights were full. I wished I got all the three seats to myself. But then, as far as wishing goes I am not that innovative. Innovation is wishing to get a hot girl sitting beside you in a near empty flight. Well, guess God seemed to add innovation to my wishes. And there she was taking a look at the seat numbers and then taking a look at me.

She - I think that is my seat

My mind - Only the seat?

Me - I am sorry. I will move

She was extremely gorgeous to say the least. And as I am not the best on illustrations with what kind of lips or hair or eyes she had. Let’s just call her the kind of girl who would make you realize how far your jaw could drop.

Fifteen minutes have passed. Not a single word from my mouth. For a travel time of 1 hour, I had already lost one fourth of my available chance.

My mind - Come on man. Be a man!

My mind - At least say Hi. That’s not so difficult right?

Me - Hhhhhh...

She - Sorry

Me - Hhhhh..ello

My mind - Still counts!

She smiles.

She - Hello

My mind - She seems interested. Go ahead.

I nod my head and sit back. Is my leg shaking? Or is it the flight? Or is it both?

My mind - Twenty minutes. Tick tick tick...

Me - So where are you going?

My mind - Really? For a flight going to Mumbai where would she be going?

She smiles, but doesn’t reply. I thought it was an uncomfortable smile. Or a forced one. Or both!

My mind - You blew it champ.

Me - Yes

She - What?

Me - Yes. That was a dumb question.

She - Well if you believe so.

So this is the point in time, where you expected a courteous "No" but you are humiliated. Still you choose to see the bright side of it. Or your brain just stopped to sense the humiliation in it. Or both!

My mind - Laugh Laugh..

Me - Hahahaha..

She - I'm sorry

Me - No no. It was funny.

She- So what is your plan in Mumbai?

Me - Work, What about you?

She - Well, I am....

My mind - Everynight in my dreams I see you. I feel you....(Repeat)

She was talking but all I could hear was the music of Titanic. Well you could judge it to be cliche. Or genuine. Or both!

That was the shortest flight of my life. Indeed it was a short flight. Only an hour. But for me it felt like "Boom. It’s over"

The flight landed and we reached Mumbai. She reached for her handbag, and a paper from her bag fell down. She was already on the aisle and did not realize that it had fallen. I opened it and it was her travel itinerary. I could not believe my eyes. She was going to take the same flight that I was going to take.This was jackpot!

I followed her and handed her the itinerary.

She - Thank You.

Me - No problem. Was nice to meet you.

She - We should connect. What do you think?

She - What are you thinking of? Don’t want to?

And then she smiles.

Me - If destiny crosses our paths again. We should do it then.

She - Interesting.

She smiles. We shake hands, and I watch her go.

My mind - What was that?

Me - Relax, she is taking the same flight that I take tomorrow. I saw her itinerary. Like this I don’t sound desperate, and it would give a feel of destiny when we meet again. And I will build on that. If I take her number now she will be my friend. If I take it tomorrow she will be my girlfriend. That’s innovation buddy!

My mind - So when is the flight?

Me - Sunday morning. Don’t worry I have this under control.

At the hotel after work I was on my couch browsing the TV channel.

Reporter - Prime Minister Modi has initiated Janta Curfew this Sunday. Entire nation will go into a self lockdown.

Soon my phone rings and it’s the HR on the other side.

HR – You need to fly back today. Your flight is later tonight. And……..

My mind - Either God is more innovative. Or you should not be innovative. Or both!