Beautiful Stranger

It is such a lovely feeling to see those beautiful blue eyes everyday I go to office. The eyes of this beautiful stranger who comes to wait for her bus at the same stop. She has long black hairs and a cute dimple. Her gregarious laugh will steal your heart in no time. She is little short but nevertheless she reminds me of fairy from my grandma's tale. It seems to me that she is waiting at the stop for prince to come on white horse. One glance of hers makes my day. There are days when I reach early at the stop so I can see her little longer and the days I miss the opportunity I curse myself whole day long for being lazy in the morning.

Few days back while she was waiting for her bus I went to her and said "Hi". She was really cool with it. I got to know her name that day. From that day onwards I look forward to spend some time in the morning at the stop. She doesn't know much what an engineer like me does but she likes chocolates a lot. Infact every girl I have known so far like chocolates. She also likes to paint. On my birthday she gifted me with one of her paintings of "our bus stop". That was the best present anybody gave me this birthday.

She considers me her best friend and that makes me feel great. She has lot to talk about and I don't know from where does she get so much of energy. She is quite inquisitive and asks lots of question. I really admire her.

Last friday, when I reached the stop I saw her wearing this pink dress and white scarf. She was carrying a small basket of sweets and was looking like Cinderella. She had beads woven in her hairs and glint in her eyes. It was her birthday. She gave me a chocolate and invited me for a party at home in the evening. When I reached her house she had decorated it with lots of balloons and flowers from her garden. All her friends had arrived and we were waiting for her to cut the cake. To my surprise the cake had around 32 candles on it.

She isn't so old. She doesn't look even half the age. Of course she is not. Then she bought her cake and only seven candles sticking on it. So, my beautiful stranger is 7 years old now. No wonder she doesn't know what an engineer like me does.