What if??

Have you ever fallen for a stranger even though you knew you might never meet them again? You wanted to ask them for their name or number but you kept on thinking what would "they" think. You wanted to shout out your Instagram username when you get down at your metro station when the metro door was about to close while looking at them cause that would be easier to remember than shouting your number.

You think about them with a "what-if" in your mind, just like you do for your lost battles. You play their memories in your head while telling yourself that you should have approached her, told her that it was the way she smiled that caught your attention, it was her dimples that made you fall for her and it was not her body that you noticed first, but you kept on thinking "what-if........”

It flashed a distinct memory in my mind that I haven't even told my diary about. It was a day as normal as ever, but the ride from Ravindra Sarovar to Chandni Chawk is still one of my favorites. I wish I hadn't got down at Chandni Chawk that day. We locked eyes, shared our thoughts, cracked jokes, made fun of each other, and comforted each other for our pain, all without even uttering a single word. Surprisingly we didn't hesitate to confide in each other, maybe because deep inside we knew that our time with each other was nothing but - limited. The crowd started increasing from Jatin Das metro station but somehow we managed to keep each other within sight. She taught me the art of loving someone without having the urge to keep them for yourself. Her smile told me that love requires you to let go, love doesn't come easy, and you have to take the risk. She taught me that unlike in a generation where it's all about how good your body is, fall for someone who would choose to listen to my poems. Eventually, the time came and I got down at my destined place, hoping that my mind would come up with something but it didn't and I kept on thinking "What if......”

So the next time you fall for someone in a crowded metro, don't let it sink like a million other love stories that only the empty compartments, the glass windows, and the empty seats gossip about, let it rise above all, ask them out "what if??!!!......”