It was a breezy evening and I was walking back home. I glanced at my watch and gasped, "I should have been home by now. Can't be late for dinner!" and started with a faster pace almost breaking into a run. In that hurry, I just looked up at a new building in our neighborhood. It was a recent construction and not many people had moved in. Few lights illuminated the halls and terraces of some flats. I had never seen this building in daylight and wondered that it must look really beautiful.
Someone caught my attention and as I looked from the corner of my eye, there she was standing. A perfect knockout with all the right curves at the right places. My heart jumped with joy with this new discovery at a stones throw from my apartment. The terrace where she stood was not well illuminated, so I could not have a look at the face. But with a body like that, I was sure god must have given a gorgeous face too.
I could not sleep that night. The eagerness and excitement was keeping me awake. I chalked out a plan and if all went well, I would have my chance at an intro with that beauty.
The next day, it was time to put the plan in action. But as luck would have it, I was too busy at the college that day and then went over to a friends place for dinner. All the time I was thinking that no matter what happens I will make things happen the next day. And so I thought for the next day and the next and the next.
I could not believe how things were keeping me away from the numero uno task on my list. And the longer things were taking, the more anxious and excited and determined was I becoming. That evening I was passing by her building and instinctively looked at the apartment on forth floor. There she stood again and my steps stopped in their track. I waved at her and shouted hello. What was I doing? I did not know and certainly did not care. But she did not reply. Might have not seen or heard me either, I thought.
That night I dreamt of my first date with her. She was certainly the most gorgeous looking girl, way ahead of even the best looking girls in my college. Was I in heaven or what? Was I dreaming in my dream!? And when she spoke, it felt as if flutes and harps were mesmerizing me with the sweetest music. We talked and laughed and shared a wonderful time. I could see that she was also interested in me and something told me that we could surely hit it off.
I woke up the next day and made a resolution. Come what may I am having my introduction with her today. I rehearsed my plan, the opening lines, the escape route (in case her dad answered the door), got into my killer casuals and set out on my mission. Mission: Introduction.
As I approached the building and was about to enter the gates, something familiar caught my eye. Was she standing there waiting for me!? My heart missed a beat and I stepped back to have a look at her in daylight. This was it. The first time I would have a look at that gorgeous face. And as I looked up and understood the reality of the situation, my heart broke into a million pieces. All the dreams and fantasies came crashing down. The flowers that I had brought fell to the ground. The knockout girl that I was dying to meet was a cardboard cutout for a camera company, who had recently setup office from the rented apartment. Ironically, their punch line, below the cutout, read : We bring pictures to life.
