The tray didn't just hit the floor.. It crashed and smashed my lunch to pieces.. Serves me damn right, I thought.. I was staring again..
I stood stock-still and looked down at the food.. Suddenly she got up and moved towards me.. I was shocked.. that wasn't my intention.. I wanted to know her, but... she picked up the crockery, put it on the tray and helped me to clean up the mess on the floor.. I felt blissed, she's not your usual girl.. she was more than just pretty, no words can used to describe her I am sure..
"Thank you." I muttered..
She shoved the tray to me and went back to her table..
I worked at a large publishing company and ate lunch in the canteen.. Many times, I had noticed her because of the way she carried herself.. full of grace and confident.. I know my stand, I know I will never stand a chance.. its not because of the lack of confident.. I know my stuff and was good at my work.. Im intellectually sound, but sadly appearance does make a different.. you see, I am weird-looking as my hair was badly cut and my clothes were ancient and dull; baggy at the knees and colour-less shirt, creased to the core..
Often I sat alone and just served out my lunch.. I am a loner with few friends and it has been going on for some time..
A few days after the crash, I mustered enough courage and stopped at the table she was sharing with her colleagues and asked if I might sit down.. she look at me suspiciously and said the seats were taken and continued eating..
I was brought down to earth.. actually no.. I've been expecting the same reply.. how can she ever took a liking in me? nonetheless, I apologised and took my tray off somewhere else..
"What's your problem, Elindra?" asked Mark, her colleague..
"No problem. It's just that I like to choose who I share my mealtimes with."
"A bit rough on the chap though."
It was Mark who told me more about her.. over the weeks, I had won over her friends.. Its despicable some will say, but I will try everything within my might if I can get the love of my life..
A week passed and still nothing happened.. It was the time of the year when there's many reports to write and proposals to summit.. however I am still waiting for that chance.. an opportunity so that I could break the ice..
"Hi, its .. coincidental that I see you again.. " I know its lame, but that's the only thing that cross my mind at that moment..
"May I sit down?" my voice was soft, almost to a plead..
What could she say? The tables were all pretty full so she nodded..
"Have you been there?" "Been where?" she was totally dazed..
"Australia" you resemble my GF..
Since that day, we often sat together during lunch and discussed a lot of things together.. Its amazing how fast we became accustomed to each other.. those were the happiest days in my life.. I don't know how she feels about me, but I know that feeling.. its unmistakeable: its love..
"We definitely have things in common but that's not love..." she looked at me.
"I'm so sorry to disappoint you, Caramon.." I tried to smile..
"We're not together but we can be something else."
"What?"
"Friends." "Friends?" we are still friends.. she looked at me earnestly.. I.. yes, we are friends.. I turned away before she could see the tears rolling down..
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