THE BEAUTY

Hey When "Fatty" said write ur heart out it struk me like a lightening ..........

I had just stumbled upon a treasure which i think is the solution to passing boring sundays that is if u have one .....................

So were do i start ??????????

Lets start with the a day before the new Years eve ...

What do i do ?????

After being delayed by about 3 hours in the chiling cold on the platform , it was 4.30 in the morning . I entered a train full of people who'd prefer whats written on labels than simply having the common sense of counting , people who do not care weather someone has a reservation for that seat or not .......... it was about 5.00 in the morning when i finally settled down and dozed off into dreams ...... until i was woken up voice of a girl , a beauty i must say with those specks and a red-black salwaar kurta . My first reaction was "what is this" , i rubbed my eyes twice to check .

Standing before me was a girl in her teens may be early 20's fair , abt 5 5` - 5 6` specks and really sweet voice , askin me to wake up .

I was there dozing off on one of thoes old school middle berths in the train . She wanted me to pull it down so that she could sit . At first i was speechless , awestruk bye the beauty . Slowly i regained my senses and the only thing i could say was " I haven't slept for 2 Days " .
I sensed a flash of sympathy on her face . She thought for a second then talked to her sister and said " i think u should find urself an upper berth which is free coz many people are going to get on board here and they wouldn't care who u are or u have a reservation or not " .

If it hadn't been for that beauty i wouldn't have given up that easily but mesmerised by the charm I quickly decided to find myself a place were I could settle down or rather catch a glimpse of the beauty. (story not complete just waiating for the moment of inspiration )