Lekhny composition -10-Dec-2021

 A ROMANCE WHERE I FELL IN LOVE WITH THE LAST PERSON I EXPECTED TO.

It was a scorching sweltering day when I first saw him. He looked like he was out of a jungle after many years. Long hair spread everywhere, unpressed shirt half tucked in, and sweating face made him look like a hooligan. I looked at him with surprise as he stood beside me in the bus stand, waiting for the bus. I did not realize whether it was the hot sun that was piercing me more or his looks. I moved away from him to avoid looking at him. The more I looked at him, the more I got angry. As I thought about what he was, he smiled at me. I returned his smile with a frown. He lowered his head and looked the other side.

Many things were playing in my head. Since I had already completed my studies, there was a tremendous force from my parents for marriage. I was asked to meet a few boys, and it was for that purpose I was going. As I saw him, I wondered with pride in my heart, what if the boy I would meet was like him? I smiled at myself for being so stupid and decided that a boy like him would be the last one I would like to marry. Drowned in my thoughts, I stood there waiting for the bus.

Suddenly, my attention was drawn when I saw an older woman coming towards the bus stand. She was carrying heavy weights and looked worn out. Though many were seeing her, none paid any attention to her. I felt terrible at that granny. But as I stood looking at her, I saw that the boy I disliked rushed to her. He greeted her and offered to help her. He carried all her bags to the bus stand. He made her sit on the bench, rushed, bought a water bottle, and handed it out to her. Granny thanked and heartily blessed him. The entire scenario moved my heart, and I was moved. The venom for the boy started neutralizing. Ignoring my ego, I smiled at him. he was not indecent. He smiled back.

The next few days, I always saw him in the bus stand waiting for the bus. We slowly became friends. I asked him why he was so shabby the other day? He replied, “We all see people in trouble, we may feel bad too, but none of us volunteer to help. Is feeling bad at heart sufficient? We should extend our hand to help, and that is humanity. That day I helped a laborer lift a few bags. That’s why I was shabby.” His words hit me hard. I never realized when my heart started having a soft corner for him. His mannerism won my heart. He coloured me in his colour, and I started loving him immensely. Now, nothing mattered other than his company and affection. After a few days, I proposed to him for marriage. Though initially he was surprised, he accepted my proposal.                                                                                                                         

Looks and wealth will slowly melt away; what always stays is the best character and mannerism. We will be respected and loved for it, and it will eventually take place in our hearts. It will melt even the stone hearted.

                    ………… NOOR TABASSUM……………….