Without Love - Chapter 2

Slowly I reached at my secret place. Well let me tell you what it is about. It is nowhere near to coastal area, but here you can get a very good view of the coastal area, the wind is always too rough here. But I kind of started to like this wind. Well it's not a place which I can name, it's just an abandoned big boat out near the bushes, though I really have to walk a lot to reach here, still I come here almost every day. It takes me one hour to walk here, and my legs don't mind walking here. But it takes me one and half an hour to walk back from here, and my whole body and mind refuses to do that. The boat is half buried in the soil and half of that is above it. I don't know why people don't find this place, or may be somebody would have found it and just does not come in the time when I am here.

I sit on this boat for 1 or 2 hours. I come here almost every day, every day if I am not that tired. And if somebody has visited me in the day time, then of course I come here, no matter what. I again started looking at the blue water, sometimes I feel like I will drink all this water at a time. After some 10 minutes, I took out a hair band from my purse and tied my hair with it very tight, so it will not get too much messy, the short hair were falling on my face and moving according to the wind sometimes piercing into my eyes. It does not bother me; I can look at this water forever. Soon it was getting dark and I realized that I should go back.

I headed towards the ill fated street, as I was on my way, a gang of boys and girls just crossed me on the road, they were on a trendy kind of vehicle and all too happy, I wished they could take me with them. But vain, they will not take me, they are happy in their life; they were singing loudly, almost screaming. They were hugging each other and it was all fun for them. In their drunken state it would have been hard for them to find out someone is walking on the footpath. And why should they bother, there are so many walking on the same road. I pushed myself out of my thoughts as I was approaching the street.

I reached the building; this building is just like a normal house. Who would know that so much happening inside? Yes, it was a secret business, at least people outside this street would not know about it. And people of this street would not dare to stop anything about it, they know who runs this business and they all have a fear for their life. These people are dangerous. Nobody in this street would dare to go against them. The house is built in such a way, anybody could go inside this and come out of it, even if the main gate is locked, but nobody would dare to do it.

There are so many girls here but I am not friend with anyone, occasional talk is accepted. People sometimes drag me into some conversation, but I don't give them any attention. The no of girls here has remained the same after I have come here. All seem to be so happy, but I can never be happy here. I don't know if there is anybody in this world who can make me happy while I continue to stay here. No, No, No. I slowly went to my room, dinner was already there, and I ate and slept.

The next morning, I slept for a little more. In the last six months, never I have slept for even 5 minutes more. The giggles of other girls had started to fill the building as usual, but why did I wake up late? How could I sleep, in peace? Today is a different day. I thought and tried not to smile at my stupid thought. I brushed my teeth as I was told that breakfast is ready and I can have it if I am hungry.

Today I have to do all those stuff to keep myself beautiful. I saw Maggie coming to me with a bowl as I had finished my breakfast. She smiled at me and said "Good Morning". I didn't bother to smile. She is not that bad, I tell you. She has never behaved me badly, though she has spoken manipulative harsh words to me, but she is still not bad. She is a woman with good features; of course wrinkles have started to show in her face. She is in her mid-thirties and has got 3 kids. I don't know what her kids have to say for their mother's profession. I know they don't stay here. They are in the next city and Maggie goes to them once in every fortnight. Hopefully they do not have a father and the eldest son of Maggie is self dependent, so his earning and Maggie's earning are enough to bring up the family.

She gave me the bowl; I know there is a viscous liquid in that, which I have to apply to my hair. I admit that, this makes my hair long and silky and enhances my natural brown hair. I have never been asked to dye my hair, because they all say I look very good with this hair, so all they do is to make it more shining. This make-up thing for my hair, my face, my skin, my fingers, and my toes it all went up to 4 pm and I again started for my secret place. Today again I invited those lusty eyes on me, today even more pair of eyes, as I generally look a little more beautiful every third day because of all the natural herbs that has been applied to me. I reached on top of the boat, today the air is slow in pace, I mean it's not very windy today, I wondered how it became like this. It's so peaceful today. In fact, the wind is flowing in other direction. I can't believe it. Something is different today. I suddenly remembered the difference that happened in the morning, I woke up late. Is there something that is going to change? Is some change coming to my life? Is my life getting smooth now? I could not even complete my thoughts when I heard somebody muttered from behind "Angel".

I turned to look at who is the person and why is he disturbing me at 6pm in the evening, a time, specifically dedicated to me. But instead of being annoyed I was shocked, I was actually holding my breath at the sight of this tall, handsome man behind me. Now I was facing him and I could see he must be 6 feet 1 inch tall, muscular, must be in his early twenties. He was more than handsome, I have never seen anybody like this, and not even my last boyfriend was even close to him. Of course I have had only one boyfriend till now and somehow he is the reason why I am here. And this man, at his very first sight itself has made my heart bit stop? I cursed myself for thinking like this. He must be here for one night with me. But I hate him being in my secret place, he could have asked Randy. Why he himself is here, I am very sure, I am not ready for any intimacy now, not at this place at least. I took my eyes off from him realizing that I have been staring at him, but only to know that he is also been staring at me, before breaking the eye contact.

Brian's P.O.V.

I have been running for one hour now. Out of all the frustration, I thought a good run can help me. As soon as I stepped out of my new office I went straight to the guest house and changed into some track suit and started running and running until I found out a quiet place for myself. I was sweating badly when I saw something, as if something was there behind the bushes. I stopped running, I was breathing heavily. I thought "Let me walk there and see." I started walking to the bushes. I could spot the remains of some boat kind of thing as I looked here and there. My breathing was steady now and I got closer to the boat and was stunned by a breathtaking beauty sitting on one edge of the boat.

"How can somebody be so beautiful? Do this much beautiful people exist on earth? Am I dreaming?" I thought to myself. I pinched myself and winced only to realize that I am not dreaming. I saw those beautiful brown curly hair shining in the setting sun; the face was lit from the shine as well. As I moved a bit more closely, I could see the face properly, my god... those eyes, blue exactly matching to the sea. I could not compare between the sea and those eyes. Those pink full lips, as an exact contrast to these green bushes. There were small hair strands moving randomly on her face as the slow wind was forcing them to do so. I wished I could go and put my fingers on those superb cheeks and could move those hair strands and tug them behind her ears. I saw she was twirling a leaf in her fingers. For some unknown reason, I wished to touch those fingers, hold those hands. I stood there and watched her for some time; I went near her and stood behind her. She was awesome; I could see her hair reaching almost up to her hips. Heavenly! God has sent out an angel to earth. I could not stop myself and words escaped from my mouth and I muttered "Angel".

To this she turned with a confused look in her eyes, but that did not stop me from staring at her. She was also staring at me, must be shocked or even annoyed at the presence of a stranger, in a quiet moment. Finally when she dropped the leaf and looked to her left and grabbed the purse, I had to break the eye contact. I don't know, if she would not have looked other side, I could have stared into those blue eyes forever. She stood up and I really took a step back, May be I was standing exactly beside her, If I would not have taken a step back, I would have been so close to her. But then when she stood, she again took my breath away, She had an awesome figure, well it was not so much visible due to her loose tee shirt and the long long skirt, but the wind made her dress to flow to one side, so I could at least see one side of her figure, which was mind-blowing. I doubt even top models can compare her. Everything about this girl's beauty was beyond my imagination. In my dream also I could not have imagined a girl like this. She must be below 20 years old or just approaching 20.

Then she spoke "Excuse me! Do you know me?" Her voice was doing magic for me, though there was a little anger clearly evident in that voice, but still it was so soothing, so nice. And thank god she is speaking English. Why everything about her has to be so captivating? But I had not expected this kind of response from her. Of course I don't know her, but nobody asks somebody... "Do you know me?" Well I thought she might be angry enough to say like this. Yeah, everyone has their own problems, she might be angry on something previously and so only she has come to this place. I took a look at the place and realized what a nice place it is.

I looked at her, not knowing what to say, I just moved my hand towards her in a hand shaking gesture and told "Hi, I am Brian", but she did not respond. She looked so confused as if she has seen a zebra or giraffe standing in front of her. Now I was getting confused, and to add to my confusion she quietly brushed pass me and walked away. I could do nothing, but look at her until she vanished from my sight. Even that sight was a heart melting sight. Her long skirt was touching the small grasses all over the path she walked, until she reached the main road. She was holding her purse in one hand and a little part of her skirt of the other hand, so that it will be easy to make a way to the roads. And she was gone. I stood there for some more time just imagining her walking in front of me. Then I thought maybe tomorrow she will be in good mood, maybe I can talk to her tomorrow. I have to come here again tomorrow same time.
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Angel is beautiful? Is not it?