A girl was sitting alone in a corner inside a dim lit area in the library. Reading a book by John Green “THE FAULT IN OUR STARS.” Engrossed in her book, she had buried herself deep in the story, playing scenes in her mind. As if she was imagining herself in place of the girl. Yes she was exquisite.
She
looked aside to see a figure come close. The boy seated himself right beside
her. With a very innocent smile he asked, do
you believe in dreams?
The girl was taken aback, surprised at the irrelevant question, and struck by his mysterious smile and dimples.
The girl was taken aback, surprised at the irrelevant question, and struck by his mysterious smile and dimples.
Hey miss, Do you believe in dreams? he
asked again.
Actually yesterday i had a dream of this
planet Mars. Have you heard about MARS!!! He continued asking her questions.
Umm yeah, I mean it's a planet, even a class 3 student knows about it, but why are you asking me this? she retorted fumingly.
I want to tell you a daydream I had, as you know the scientists have found life on Mars. Even there were some signs of water there. So the day is not far when human existence will be witnessed on Mars.
Umm yeah, I mean it's a planet, even a class 3 student knows about it, but why are you asking me this? she retorted fumingly.
I want to tell you a daydream I had, as you know the scientists have found life on Mars. Even there were some signs of water there. So the day is not far when human existence will be witnessed on Mars.
Okay, I read news, I am not dumb, she interjected.
The boy smiled shyly. No, I don't mean to test your intelligence, this is just a dream I thought I should share with you.
Okay, go ahead, she said suspiciously. Even she became interested in his dream.
So, a satellite was sent there by ISRO to investigate further about the planet and mission was named as mission MARS as you must have read that in newspaper.
The girl was just nodding.
The satellite has brought the most
beautiful pictures of planet, its size, color, and even a heart shaped spot
which was earlier unknown. Some footprints of weird animals were also recorded.
As I watched the news, my mind started drifting away. I started day dreaming
like I usually do. I started imagining how beautiful it would be to watch the
sun set and moon rise from Mars, to walk on its land, climb mountains and look
over the cliffs, all untouched by humanity. I saw myself walking on the planet
with soiled feet and feeling it's air in my lungs. It was simply mesmerizing. I want to be that 1st
person to put my footsteps on Mars.
It would be beautiful, the girl said, now lost in his daydream the way she was lost in her book, trying to see herself in his place.
Yes, it would be. But, I woke up. Reality crept in, and I realized that this will never happen. It took the ISRO scientists like almost 12 years to reach there, it's unlikely that humans reach there soon, not at least in the next 30 years. Even if they do, I may not have the resources to go there. I am not Bill Gates. This dream, he sighed, will always be a dream.
She felt the tragedy, a dream that is achievable but not destined to be true.
The realization was bad, I was upset. It was the most happy dream but intertwined with a sad truth, he said with a hesitant smile.
But why did you tell me this? The girl now clearly curious.
So coming to the point finally, I saw you when I was leaving this room. You looked like the most beautiful person I ever saw. Suddenly it dawned upon me that I will never know you, I would never know the sound of your laughter, the depth of your eyes. I would never know how you speak when happy or how you behave when annoyed. Your curiosity, your behaviour, your habits, your fragrance, your voice, your favorite chocolates, favorite movies, favorite food, favorite color, favorite everything. You looked like a mystery, and leaving this room without speaking to you gave me that damned feeling again.
Mars is too far for me, but you were just 7 feet away.
The girl was blushing, her palm sweating and her knees shaky. She could only muster up "Ohh", but her heart was beating like a 500 horsepower engine, hearing him compare her with his favorite dream. Her cheeks became tomato red and she was breathing heavily.
We are not friends, how would you know all this? How would you know me? she uttered.
The boy looked in her eyes, maybe we can meet in the CCD near your house tomorrow. We can start from your favorite coffee :P
It would be beautiful, the girl said, now lost in his daydream the way she was lost in her book, trying to see herself in his place.
Yes, it would be. But, I woke up. Reality crept in, and I realized that this will never happen. It took the ISRO scientists like almost 12 years to reach there, it's unlikely that humans reach there soon, not at least in the next 30 years. Even if they do, I may not have the resources to go there. I am not Bill Gates. This dream, he sighed, will always be a dream.
She felt the tragedy, a dream that is achievable but not destined to be true.
The realization was bad, I was upset. It was the most happy dream but intertwined with a sad truth, he said with a hesitant smile.
But why did you tell me this? The girl now clearly curious.
So coming to the point finally, I saw you when I was leaving this room. You looked like the most beautiful person I ever saw. Suddenly it dawned upon me that I will never know you, I would never know the sound of your laughter, the depth of your eyes. I would never know how you speak when happy or how you behave when annoyed. Your curiosity, your behaviour, your habits, your fragrance, your voice, your favorite chocolates, favorite movies, favorite food, favorite color, favorite everything. You looked like a mystery, and leaving this room without speaking to you gave me that damned feeling again.
Mars is too far for me, but you were just 7 feet away.
The girl was blushing, her palm sweating and her knees shaky. She could only muster up "Ohh", but her heart was beating like a 500 horsepower engine, hearing him compare her with his favorite dream. Her cheeks became tomato red and she was breathing heavily.
We are not friends, how would you know all this? How would you know me? she uttered.
The boy looked in her eyes, maybe we can meet in the CCD near your house tomorrow. We can start from your favorite coffee :P
She said Yes J
Happy ending
To be continued ……
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