I was positioned in a bus crammed with a lot of passengers, anxiously looking right and left for her. I could see the heads of many people sitting ahead of me just above there seats but no sign of the sight my eyes wanted to gaze upon. When the bus finally came to a halt I found myself in front of a huge building, somehow I knew from the start this was my destination. But there was something new now; she stood right besides me, our hands intertwined. She wore black framed glasses, hair tied into a pony, a gorgeous angelic smile and big beautiful eyes. My happiness knew no bounds, and somehow I was prepared for this all. I knew that we don’t get to spend a lot of time together so I just took her with me into the building, before her friends could swarm us, whom I could see coming down from the bus from the corner of my eye. The door of the building was huge and it was the rotating type. An old guy was coming out of the building he had this paper coming out of his back pocket. The paper was something important. She immediately took it out if his pocket and he never realized. She gave me a naughty smile and we proceeded in. The building was such that it had a hallway with rooms on left and right. Upon entering the door you would encounter three more doors one on left, one on right and one in the middle. Each door leads you to a room. That room has one door in the back that leads you again to three more doors in the similar pattern. I vividly remember us going to three rooms.The first room we entered had a cook in it who offered us his two dishes, one was some dark green oily vegetable with cheese and the other was some sort of omelet. After we showed him our versions of the same important paper he served us the dishes. She took the cheese vegetable and I took the omelet. After a few bites I brought her close and told her in her ear how much I worshiped her cooking and how the omelet she made was divine compared to this. She blushed and landed a peck on my cheek and we proceeded forward, happily. I don’t remember what we exactly found or did in the next room but what I do remember were her friends coming to her when we were leaving. They swarmed around her and then an endless session of chit chat began. I waited for five minutes and then grabbed her hand and we practically rushed out of the room. In the next, last room i remember visiting, she had went in before me. Once I entered I could see her no where. I roamed around a bit and then a felt a tug on my jeans. I looked down and saw her hand pulling me down. She was behind a couch, looking extremely cute. I asked her what she was up to. Apparently she had lost her paper and was now asking for mine. I obediently gave it to her. She took out the old man’s paper and started copying details from my one on to the old man’s. I asked her to keep on working on this paper and I went back to room 2 to search for her original paper. Once I stepped in, I saw a big table which was filled with papers and documents and all of them had a hint of resemblance in them. I heaved a sigh of disappointment and closed my eyes… I opened my eyes and studied the surroundings around me. I was lying on my mattress, the blanket still perfectly spread on me. I glanced at the watch to realize it was 1.13 pm in the afternoon and it was just another day. The same routine was to go on and nothing at all was different. I had not traveled in any bus, not met anyone, hadn’t eaten any expert chef food and had not been kissed on the cheek by anyone. It was no doubt very disappointing but there was one difference that I normally didn’t experience when I wake up; I was smiling. I had opened my eyes with a smile on my face and my heart was lit with warm cherished memoirs of my romantic past.
