Her #1

An overthinker, she has a notorious mind that ruminates on two million thoughts per second. It works independent of her soft but sluggish heart. Naturally, they are always in conflict. The mind works 9 AM to 7 PM after which it hands over the reins to the heart to mull over things, cry and write mushy poetry. So, the other day when she was supposed to meet someone both mind and the heart are smitten with, the two showed up together and chaos ensued. The summary of the evening is worth jotting down:

Mind, unabashedly vocal: Here it is, the childhood in brief, the unsettling college years, the messy relationships, hidden scars, crazy plans...

Heart to Mind (quietly): Are you bloody insane? Couldn't you consult me before blurting everything out like that? He will run away! Now you let me do the talking and do not interrupt.

Heart to herself before speaking out loud: The rain, the open road and the beautiful evening are spellbinding. Shall I ask him if I could give him a hug? Would it encroach upon his personal space?

Mind overhears and says: He will give you a tight slap and all the romance will get out of the window.

Heart: Fine, you talk. I'll sit in the corner. Never, ever accompany me anywhere beyond 7 PM!

Him #3

It seems like a dream. Or was it a dream that was exceptionally lucid? 

She sought to bask in his beautiful essence. She longed for it, she was parched. But when she did absorb some of him, the longing grew. The thirst remained unquenched.

She holds on to the memory of his calming presence, the heartwarming conversations, and the comfortable silence punctuated by a wish. The wish for the rain kissed evening to remain etched on her heart till only a fraction of a moment beyond eternity.