A Typical Passion
- Arun. G.
Several times… I have seen her in my office. The blended fragrance of her bath soap and eau de cologne, the horsy walk with a `tap…tap… tap…’ afforded by her high heels, the sight of her entry into the office with her body clasped by a leather bag – all would certainly rouse anyone from a deep slumber.
Many craved for her company in the office. Of course, I was not an exception.
My heart bloomed like a flower, when she passes nearby. Her words are `symphony’ to my ears. Her mere touch would take me high in the sky like a bird without any wing or vane. Her appearance would be a grand treat to all the five senses of a man. But, she had no sense to reciprocate it and unmoved by any of our feelings, she would retire to the A.C.
But, that day was different. I felt something unusual in the office. Unexpectedly, my beauty queen turned and came towards me. I couldn’t believe myself. Butterflies started flying around me merrily. I think, “at long last, perseverance has started paying its dividend”. Till that second, I didn’t believe that any dream would come true. That was a blissful shock to one like me who is staring the ceiling all the day. I didn’t expect that the wheel of fortune would come so early. I thanked my office peon heartily as his cunning foxy face was the first one I had seen!
I turned around on hearing sounds of “sh..sh..” Others were sighing. Might be the moaning noises out of envy.
Without caring about others, she was keen in her job. Pulling up a chair, she sat very intimately. Her breath patted my skin and the cell buds were so enthralled. I felt as if the parts of my body would collapse. I was undergoing the exasperating experience when dream comes true.
I managed to control my throbbing heart and I started gazing at the angel’s charming face. I was so impressed on the proficiency of Lord Brahma! The measured eyebrows were matching to the appealing eyes. Provoking glamour was further added by a small black mole adjacent to her innate reddish lips. I enjoyed this natural beauty by just staring at her!
Every second was so romantic! She touched my body with her colourfully crowned fingers and started playing on me. When I was fully engaged in this ecstatic experience … there was a slight disturbance in the wavelength of our love frequency. She took her hand away at once and looked up. The wings of the ceiling fan started rotating. Her lips uttered, “Oh! The power has come”. Ignoring our present activity, she pushed me off, kicked the chair and went hastily to the computer room.
A few words about this short story …
Nothing is immortal except change. That too in the world of technology, scientific inventions offer a major share for transition. Yesterday’s luxury is today’s necessity. Yesterday’s acceptance is today’s negligence. It is mandatory to cope up technologically with the new inventions ignoring the old system. However, the ‘typical passion’ would rise in every neglected one envying the new system. Here, it is the expression of a typewriter machine during a power cut in an office! Nothing else, other than that !
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