Romantic Hypnosis

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It was one of those summer evening classes we attended at school, for additional tuition and better scores. Unlike the routine, my session got over early and I was waiting for my friends to start our evening cricket. The wait seemed to be very long. Secretly, through the window, I signaled my friends in the class that I would meet them at the regular place and walked towards the kindergarten block of the school.

Our school kindergarten block, being isolated from the main building is perhaps the most silent, less illuminated and less frequented area in the evening. The place had all the qualities for a bunch of high secondary boys to chose as their regular meeting place and so we did. It was almost our exclusive territory after class hours. In addition, I had another emotional attachment to that place. To lie down on the slides at kids play area there and dream endlessly looking at the beautiful sky was one of the favorite evening hobbies.


I walked through the path sandwiched between a pair of narrow lawns, past the science laboratory to the entrance of the Kindergarten section. At once I saw a movement in the kids play area. Somebody was already there. An intrusion into our territory, that too at this time of the day, has never happened before. I was curious and angry at the same time. I moved closer with an intention to drive them out of our private land.

As I walked closer to the interloper, I was dumbstruck with what I saw. Sitting on the merry-go-round, was a gorgeous girl, with the most striking features that have ever impressed me. Like a child who just witnessed a magician’s masterpiece, my jaw dropped. She was alone and deeply absorbed in her thoughts that she didn’t notice my presence.

As she sat elegant on the merry-go-round, resting her arms and her delicate fingers gently gripping the iron bar, she looked as alluring and tender as a blooming bud of lotus. Her beautiful face, under the thin moon light appeared as innocent as that of a new born baby. Her prominent nose and luscious lips dazzled with its sensuality. With undeniable charm emanating, no man would ever want to take eyes off her face.

Gracefully, she lowered her right leg to the ground and gave a mild thrust to move the wheel. When she did that, her body arched to reveal her physique and her perfect curves of muliebrity. The sight sent vibes down my nerves kindling every single hair follicles to rise.

As the merry-go-round started to move faster, I could make out the excitement on her face. Soon her supple lips widened to blossom into a vibrant smile. May be it was her thoughts that made her smile. But to me it was a smile that that touched the bottom of my heart, soothing and tranquilizing. Her cherubic face, seraphic smile and serene expression, like the placid waters of a lake, would calm down even an extremely traumatized heart.

The more I looked at her, I felt more susceptible as though surrendering myself to some magical spells. With a new sense of well being flooded in my mind, I wished the world paused at that point for I could spend the rest of my life in that hypnotic trance of her angelic beauty.I don’t know how long I stood there in the empty corner of the school, mesmerized, a few meters away from the most beautiful girl I ever saw on earth.

I knew it won’t be nice to get caught ogling at a girl in a place like this, but I couldn't stop myself. My mind had already drifted to a fascinating world of exquisite delicacy . Like in a dream, I started to feel light, I could sense my body dissolving into the thin air. Finally, I even had a doubt if I really existed then. If it was a dream, I prayed not to be woken up at all.

In the meantime, she surfaced back from her deep thoughts and I looked at my side with a blank stare. Initially she didn’t spot me for I was at a darker corner behind the peer tree. But it didn’t take long for her to sense my presence. In an instant her expression changed. Perhaps she felt insecure. She hardly knew I was not there to harm her, but merely struck by her beauty.

Once she realized that there was no way she could escape from my prying eyes, she stopped the Merry-go-round abruptly, stepped down and walked towards the main block. As though escaping from a haunted castle, I saw her turn back inquisitively to my side. I didn’t move. Not because I didn’t want to, I simply couldn’t.

As the golden glow of the lawn lamps bathed her on the way, she looked like a skillfully sculptured masterpiece that had come to life. She moved fast, even then with such grace that my heart skipped a beat with every soft step she took. I stood there spell bound until she disappeared from my view.

This was the first time I ever saw her, even then my heart felt so empty and distressed as she walked out of sight. I could sense a bewildering array of emotion engulf me with my mind fighting to reach a harmony with my hormones.

I was feeling so odd having missed this pretty face earlier until another possibility struck my mind. She could even be a visitor. In that case I may not get to meet her again. The very thought of it being that way was afflicting.

Not willing to take a chance, I hurried to the main building she just entered, hoping to meet her one more time before she leaves. I was determined to talk to her, ask her name at least. And if she didn’t mind I would get her contacts too.

I would have just crossed the path to science lab which is on my way, I heard a voice calling out my name from behind. I didn’t want to stop. But the sound felt so familiar and authoritative that I briefly paused. He called me again. Oh God! That was my Principal, who by now was standing just behind me. Having no choice, I turned around.

With him, I stood restless, partly listening, shifting myself from one feet to another. Every time I felt a pause in his speech, I nodded my head in acceptance and tried all that I could to slip away. But nothing worked, for he was determined to complete what he had begun. Typical army man!

He spoke to me for what I felt, the longest 15 minutes of my life, about the new responsibilities I have with the upcoming school event. The moment he was done with the percepts, without wasting any precious time, I hied down to the school building.

With a little hope left to spot that pretty face again, I went around the entire building, and then the entire campus. Until that day, I never knew I could survey the entire 3 story, 3 block school building in less than 10 minutes. I could feel my heart pounding inside my chest wall, partly because of the running and partly because of the foreseen anticlimax.

From a distance I saw somebody who looked similar, standing at the school entrance. I was too far away that I could hardly confirm if it was her. Like an athlete in his winning lap, I ran to the entrance. To my misfortune, she stepped out and disappeared into the back seat of the car parked in front of the gate. Within seconds, the car sped away even before I reached halfway.

To me it felt like the end of everything. Was it frustration, sorrow or anger that dominated in my mid? I don’t have an answer. Like a child who lost his best toy, my mind wept, but in silence. I tried my best to make myself believe that I would meet her again.

With a heavy heart, I walked towards KG section where my friends would meet me. As usual, I found myself reclining on the slide; this time not staring at the sky but at the empty merry-go-around on which one of the most baffling reverie was staged.

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93 comments:

  1. Splendid words! Quite touching ... Great post.

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  2. Fantabulous story. good narration.

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  3. beautifully narrated! your principal's voice scared me too . i was so absorbed in your story

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  4. Mwa...Mwa.. Mwa..
    Wasn't it me? How I wish it was me... I'm "J" about the girl...

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  5. @ Maya ~ thanx for the comment.

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  6. @ Sujatha :-) Glad you liked it. My princi was not a terror at all. A real role model and so sweet a man. And he loved to talk a lot.

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  7. @Tavishi~ I do not know, Wish you had left a link here.
    Thanks for the kisses and comment.

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  8. Superb writing Leo! Is there a part-II? I am not gonna believe its just a story. :P

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  9. @ Neha ~ May be! Not thought of Par II yet. Thanks for the comment.

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  10. What a narration yaar.
    I could see it happen in front of my eyes.

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  11. lovely narration, beautiful, especially the choice of certain words, were briliant, loved the way you described her, awesome, all the best, keep writing more :)

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  12. @Menachery ~ Beauty was her asset. I only penned it down. And those words describe too little about her.
    Glad you like it. Thank you for the encouraging comment.

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  13. @Jalebibhabhi~ Nice name. I love jalebis. Bhabbiji thank you for the comment.

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  14. Seriously! This is awesum!!! I was totally absorbed! Honestly! Ok, I am outta words...

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  15. Quite touching dude. Fantastic work. Good luck on the competition :-)

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  16. @John Doe~ Thank you so much John. Glad you liked it.
    Sorry I missed to respond earlier.

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  17. Awwww...that's what they call love at first sight!! Hope you got to see her again...and again:)
    Lovely writing, btw. I could sense the emotion, the feelings, the desperation. You could become a great fiction writer, you know!!

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  18. Oh, and congrtulations on being featured as Editor's choice on BlogJunta...it's very well deserved:)

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  19. whooooooos this girlll????? :P

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  20. What a beautiful story. Loved the description. Excellent work! :D

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  21. Brilliant narration. Generally, bloggers tend to finish it with a dream or some unnecessary anti-climax but yours was just straight from the heart!

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  22. @Neelam Kamdar Bhamani~ Thank you Neelam for those encouraging comments. She is still shrouded in mystery.

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  23. @itzme~ Who is she to me? That's the puzzle I haven't yet solved. may be it's gonna take my whole life to find an answer. Thank you itzme.

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  24. @Enigmatic Soul~ Glad you liked the post. thank you.

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  25. @ES~ that was really encouraging. thank you ES for those kind words.

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  26. Loved this post.. But wish the ending was different. Wished that you would have noted the car number, got in touch with her, wooed her.. so that in the end , we would read: and now she is my wife :-))))

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  27. very well written,the choice of words was very poetic,and it had me guessing till the end whether u l get to spk to her or not...very nice

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  28. We always seem to be expecting a happy ending, that's human nature. Indians and love stories, are famous for winning the girl in the end. Even while reading, I hopped for a similar ending. But, the expressions and your worded picture is painted very beautifully. Nice work.

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  29. good story telling... had good time reading

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  30. Nice piece of writing Leopaw. :)I liked the use of metaphor and the way you have penned down her beauty.

    Enjoyed reading it. :)

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  31. What an interesting read..the image especially of the salman khan style were very suited.
    How often we want to be alone with our own thoughts and ourselves..and then but an interruption of the kind you described is always welcome..

    Is it true? What happens afterward? Will he meet her sometime? All these questions are left open..Hoping for a continuation..

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  32. Hello LeoPaw
    First time here and I loved it.
    It was really a visual treat to read it.The images did flash before my eyes.
    Best Wishes
    Deepa

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  33. Excellent post..loved the visualisation

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  34. Thank god only his right side heart broke while his real heart on left side was fine!

    (In that image it seems that his heart came out of the right side of his chest, that's why this comment! Sometimes being a doctor is too over-powering :))

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  35. @Burhan~ Thank you Burhan.
    @Jenny~ Thank you. Wouldn't that sound more like a story line of a Bollywood cinema? :)
    @alka narula~ Thank you Alka. that was really encouraging.
    @akriti91~ thank you akriti. yes we always expect a happy ending. and I hope this ends happy as well. ;)
    @Shrinidhi Hande~ thank you Shrinidhi. Glad you like it.
    @--- Bagya ---~ The beauty is her asset, I only tried to express is in those words. :). thank you.
    @Kitty~Thank you kitty.
    @bemoneyaware~ thank you "be money aware". Glad you liked it. I was lucky enough to find that pic on the net on a search for broken heart.
    @deepazartz~ Thank you deepa. That was really encouraging. Do visit often.
    @magiceye~ thank you magic eye.
    @Vikram~Thank you vikram.

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  36. @sunil deepak~ :) I was expecting some1 to find that out and was ready with an answer. And you are the first and only one to do so. I found the picture on the net and was so impressed that I didn't bother to consider the scientific part at all. May be I can justify saying the guy had dextrocardia(around 1 in 10,000 normal people can have a right sided heart). Leonardo da Vinci was the first one to note that. Thank you.

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  37. @Madhusha~ Thank you Madhusha. Glad you like it.

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  38. awesome elaboration of beauty .....nice post

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  39. So simple, yet so complex. And beautiful descriptions:')

    Why do you highlight some words though?

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    1. :) thank you PeeVee. The highlight: its for readers to get a glimpse of the post if its read in hurry.

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    1. Thank you Ruchi. I'm not sure if there is going to be a sequel to this. May its not yet time to think of one.

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  41. Lovely narration... beautiful story!!

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  42. hmm i want to meet that girl too :P :D
    and want her contact c must be one helluva beautiful girl ..........

    awesome post loved it...
    plz drop by and read my post on sehwag's double ton its a poem :
    http://campbuzzz.blogspot.com/2011/12/salute-to-sehwag.html

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    1. Believe me, she is. the most beautiful lady I've ever seen in my life.

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  43. Leo, Wonderful narration... I could visualize the entire scenes as if I were there too... Good one!

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  44. Wow! Wonderful narration. Very engaging and you have beautifully expressed even the subtlest things. Lovely! :)

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    1. Thank you Harsha for those kind words.

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  45. That's one of the best posts that I've recently read. Wow!

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    1. Thank you Adi. That was really encouraging. Glad you like it.

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  46. It was a wonderful piece..I wanted it to go on and on.My...Now im wondering how cherubic she was.You narrate very beautifully.

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    1. Well, she was more than what I can explain in those words. I only tried my best to. Thank you Suzy.

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  47. You can easily write a book. Lovely post. Very descriptive and captivating

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    1. Cna, thank you. Write a book: I wish to and may be one day I will if I blessed.

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  48. Lovely post, I'm sad you didn't meet her that evening. But I hope you met her eventually.

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    1. Thank you Selurus. Unfortunately, she is still an unseen privy.

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  49. Lovely and touching!This was a simple story yet an extraordinary narration makes it so great!

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    1. Thank you Arnab for those kind words.

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  50. great. beautifully penned ! this is my first time stepping on your blog and i found lots of incredibly written posts here. i shall come back to read the rest :) feel free to hit my site. i do write stories too! serial stories :) hope we can make a goof fellowship after this. stay connected :)

    regards :))

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    1. Inspector Saahab, thank you. glad you found my blog interesting. Sure I'll and would love to read them. :)

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  51. no words to praise you. great work. loved your style...

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    1. Thank you anu for those kind words.

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  52. Congrats on being featured on Blogjunta Editors choice.

    And a wonderful story it was, By the way did you meet her again in ur life?

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    1. Thank yo neeraj. She is is still shrouded in mystery. May be I ll get to see her again soon.

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  53. I feel I was there when this all happened. Your choice of words and your writing style portrayed it all wonderfully. Great article :-)

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    1. Thank you Ashwini for those kind words. that is really encouraging.

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  54. WOW...awesome story. loved the 2nd picture. Is that a doctor shedding blood for a gal :D Interesting. So did you get to see her again?

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    1. Thank you GG. Those pics are not mine. I don't know who owns them too: I owe him a thanx.
      She is still shrouded in mystery. And I hope I'll get to see her soon.

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  55. Like your articulation of words, dude!
    Nice read.

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  56. aww superb dude..
    i like the article..very well written.
    keep blogging.

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  57. So many adjectives for a single girl? She must have been something :)

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  58. Wow, very nicely written LeoPaw.. yup, the charms and pains of love that just passes by is really hard to describe.. n u've done a great job of it :)

    And the icture is simply lovely.. captures the essence of love :)

    Wonderfully written, Leo Paw :)

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  59. AWW.Sweet post! :) Love at first sight eh!? ;)I enjoyed reading thoroguhly!! :)

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  60. My Kaamu is nowhere near yours :)..Nicely written!

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