As the train screeched its brakes drawing to a halt, I had sudden inkling that I might bump into her. I could only notice her exceptionally short hair and that bright pink top, it was so crowded still I managed to get off without my tie strangling me in that hustle bustle. I glanced back to the crammed full compartment and let out a cold sigh. Just as I turned I found myself staring into the most beautiful eyes have ever seen. There was a certain hitch in those brown eyes, and before I could react, she turned away the shorthaired imp. Those 5 seconds I had stopped breathing, while watching her stride towards the exit a déjà vu overcame me. Twenty seconds back I had a feeling I might bump into her, maybe it was a desire in me to know this girl, to have some kind of contact with her. Moreover, when I least expected she was there in front of me, and all I could do was letch!

Well, an exhausted techie manages to look like a zombie by the end of an arduous night shift. A pretty thing like her sure stifles the usually chirpy self. There was this devilish charm in her eyes, the way she carried herself, sharp, crisp not giving a damn to anyone at all. My eyes followed her, waiting for her to turn around which she never did.

Back home while unlocking my room I was thinking about her, back to reality of the lonely life. There sits my first love my a 64 bit dual core Amd Athlon 4800+ with 2 Gigs of RAM and ATI Raedon X800 XT platinum edition… oh momma and a 240 Gigs of SATA II raid hard on top of that. This babe is the only one who sticks by me, loves me and I worship her! And she isn’t like any other jealous female trust me; she plays cupid and well still we are together.

A crashing sound outside and I wondered what happened in this dead colony. Just out of curiosity peeked through the window. There she was my ex; all dressed up with her jing bang and no wonder the crash! She did it again managed to smash her car, no, I wouldn’t go help her out. It is so amazing how you find yourself at weird juncture in life, when one person who made all the difference in making you human again, goes ahead smashes that delicate microchip called heart. I really find it amazing, wondrous because at the end of it we are living in this virtual reality where the cables find their connectivity but then all of a sudden the port malfunctions and all connection is lost!

She the one on the road once conquered this 2-room apartment, had her favorite purple curtains her most loved bedspread on my bed. She had brought life to this house and now its plain grey. Am I getting old? My eyes don’t look at women the way they used to. Back in IIT days our tongue swaggered at the sight of a female, our drought-ridden campus had non-males no chicks; no babes we dint even knew those species existed! Then came our training period where losers like me got a chance to ogle at firang items. Still out of reach we came back home only to be placed in a 24×7 capsuled environment.

A force, a tunnel of mystique, controls our lives now. So many times, have I wondered if this illusion has something more to it? I type in a few words and meet my next online date, is she true? Is she a she?! I would never know unless I tapped her on the shoulder I gaze at what I have been looking for. Here I am talking about a world of numbers, matrixes and languages unknown to the commoners. Quite sardonically, just outside my heart breaker is shouting at someone…

Mansi Raj Singh