Angel, Angel, Angel

“Angel, will be here in a few minutes. The man you met inside has just called her.” – she said.

Oh Big Momma, you don’t know how happy I am on hearing this!!! Wanted to hug her, but controlled my emotions!

“Thank You, how do you know her?” I said.

“Oh she is my daughter”…Damn she too will be like her. “I mean she is like my daughter. We just live opposite to each other.” – She finished her sentence.

Thank God. And during this conversation I had concluded that she is not Big Momma, only looked like her. And then probably the scene changed to one of a bollywood movie, wind blowing, bells ringing, violin playing and I hear the 3 magical words in a sweet melodious voice… “Hi Mr. Gurpreet.” Never had a female voice said my name so beautifully except my mom and sister. I turned towards my right from where the melody came and said these lines…”If there is heaven on Nasa, it is here, it is here, it is here”. Please read the below description of Angel with all intensity and you will say the same lines as me.

‘Brown, thick, voluminous long hair looked like the hair of a well groomed, most well taken care of horse in a stud farm. The eyes were like Bermuda Triangle, you just get lost in them and you done even realize it. The nose was like it has been taken out from a Michelangelo sculpture and put on her face, perfectly chiseled. The pink lips were like sugar candy, just waiting to be licked. I did not look further below; the face in itself was too mesmerizing.’

And then current passed through me as she held my hand and said “Come lets start the journey.” I was speechless in front of her beauty, her politeness, her sweetness, her softness. I just walked with her for a few steps and then said, “Hey Angel, how do you know my name?”

She smiled and replied back “Lets move up under the open sky and then I will answer all your questions”. We continued walking and I noticed she was bare foot like others, wore a skirt like the boy, knee length and a barber gown sought of thing as a top with both sides stitched and only the two hands coming out. All in all, she was a beauty!

I just noticed that we crossed the gate from where I had come in, or in fact was thrown in.

“Hey Angel, isn’t this the gate from were we need to move out?” I pointed towards it and said.

“No, it’s the next one” - she said, pointing to a similar gate a few feet ahead. She continued “ If the incoming and outgoing gates were same, everyone would be flying across the gate like you.” And she started giggling.

What a fool was I? Asking stupid questions from a beautiful girl and proving my foolishness. 

It happens with most of the boys, not finding good content to talk about with a girl, we end up asking stupid questions and proving our foolishness!!!