The air stills. Leaves bristle. A lone kid cries somewhere in the distance. He looks back at his recent past and smiles, wondering how he had gotten so lucky. Karma had finally caught up, or as his friends put it, law of averages had caught up.
The courtship had been special. He had smelt love in every moment of the mornings he had woken up beside her. Waking up to her beautiful face, hair slightly glistening in the morning sunshine, created a lifetime in a second. A train whistled in the distance. They had met in the most unusual of places, the central library. Unusual for most people, yet so ordinary for the people that they were. Ambitious, as the moon shone green through the leaves of the woods, her memories surrounded him and he wondered when he would kiss those lips again.
He warped through all the memories and quickly decided to get his days work done quickly. The boss had sent a bunch of mails to him that morning. What a terrible Friday!
Initially, he had been attracted to her super cute looks and the way she played with her hair as she read novel after novel. They shared the same table for weeks, without a word spoken between them. Thousands of words read in those books, not a single one transformed into sound.
He’d finally caught her on her way home one evening, and asked her to join him for a coffee. They talked for hours about the books they were reading, the lives they were leading and other small talk.
They laughed on silly incidents till they had tears in their eyes, they fought with a vengeance and fires burned brighter. They cried watching Schindler’s List and Up, they kissed like the world was under threat. Feelings so magnified, like the reflection of the green of a forest in a dew drop. Clicked in Macro, of course. Life, was beautiful.
He fell for her fascination of imaginary worlds, the fantasy of capturing all those stories and tales in that glimpse of a moment, the smile that it brought to her face. Between life stories and second glances, they fell in love.