Happy Cupid...

I stood behind her thinking what might her reaction be. I took out the piece of paper which had the address written on it, approached her, bent forward to position myself beside her ears and whispered. “Nah, this is the address you wanted”.

I couldn’t see a reaction as she wasn't facing me at that time. She continued to wander afar. I am unsure if her thoughts were dwelling on the paper, but she seemed to be concentrating on the teacher in front of us, presenting some basic histology of a gland. It didn’t bother me though. Academic subject were after all out main priority. I could only picture a happy heart in front of me, at peace with herself and bubbling joy endeavoring to be contained in silence within a small defiant cage. It was enough for me knowingly that I had done justice to myself by providing a bridge for two love birds (of which both are my good friends) to take on their romantic journey.

Needless to say, as my drifting thoughts bought me back on focus to my histology class once again, I went with the flow of time, thinking and listening and understanding the microscopic slides projected on the LCD screen and at times nudging my friend beside me to distract him – a way of soothing the increasing restlessness in my body. It’s basically the same routine medical studies demands of us… a nice placid life of straightforwardness and rigidity. Thus, it was natural for me to forget that I just happened to play cupid a few minutes ago.

As the lecturer finished his explanation and gave us leave to adjourn to our respective microscopes, I was ready to go, but suddenly, without any hint or thought; she turned around and faced me directly, looking right through me. Her sweet smile was enough to capture my unending gazed, as she looked at me like a kitten purring with such unforgettable round cute eyes. Then she spoke, with words that were enough to speak volumes of joy in my heart, a simple yet so memorable… “Thank you very much”.

I was captivated… my eyes open wide… just could not find the right words. I relaxed myself, kept my composure and gave the only response I felt befitting for such a beautiful occasion. I warmly smiled back, did not speak and waved a silent ‘welcome’ to her.