The fast moving train started to slow down; I stood at the gate of the train, waiting for it to stop. As the train approached the station, I saw her standing there. I was in love with those beautiful eyes the moment I saw them for the first time and those eyes were in love with me when they saw me for the first time. “It was love in the first sight.” (Pause) As soon as our eyes met, I jumped out of the slow moving train like a romantic hero, dropped my bags on the station and ran towards her and…
Indian-Sage
by Prateek Khamesra