She
stared at him. She was petrified. He was standing on the edge of the wall,
ready to take the plunge on the wrong side.
“I
should stop him” she thought. “But, how?”
She
was not able to think. She panicked and looked around for help. Why wasn’t
anyone able to see what she was seeing?
There were so many people around and yet there was no one to help her.
There café had 4 tables filled. Few of the customers were talking to each
other, others were on the phone and the customer service boys were greeting
everyone with a warm smile and gracious billing every order. She stood at the
counter and colour drained from her face. She could see him standing at the
edge of the high rise building. One wrong step he would fall to his death.
In
all these thoughts, she could see he was wheatish - dark. He looked stunning as
the rays of lights fell on his face. He had charming face that made her fall
for him instantly. All the noise around froze, everything came to a standstill.
She
was regular at that café she saw him there every time, at the same place,
across the glass windows. And that site made her fall for him. In fact she came
for him to the café. Though they never spoke to each other she knew how
important he was and how she felt about him.
“I
have to save him” she said to herself. She was determined. Come what may she
thought.
She
exhaled sharply. Her hands raced towards the cup of coffee at the counter. She
cupped her palm around the mug and in a clean sweep grabbed it towards her.
“And
HE is safe!”
Clutching him tightly in her hands she made
her way to the corner table.
She
smiled, she was elated as she sat down at the table. She held him in her hands.
She took a long sip and as the taste of coffee Enlighted her taste buds, she knew
why she loved coffee so much. She loved the coffee at that café. “My best companion - coffee” she thought
to herself. She pulled out a book from her bag. Now that she had taken a sip,
she knew the rest of the coffee was below the brim of the mug. A book in one
hand, coffee mug in the other, sitting at the corner table in the café and the
sound of rain drops - Perfect. She
took another sip of coffee, flipped another page and blushed…

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