An empty road..

She was walking alone with only her shadow being her companion…

Dark and shallow heart she carried in her adolescent chest..

Her mind wandered,

Fickle as a sparrow contradicting her small steady steps she took..

The orange street light made her wheatish complexion glow more..

The mist in the air making her narrow frame look fragile..

A smell of the fallen flower giving out their last breath filled her thoughts…

From the corner of her eye she feels the warmth of a stare..

A stare she was unfamiliar of..

That stare had intentions, not a good one.. Neither a bad one…

The unknown haunted her..

For her an unknown intention was lust she was always warned about..!

Her carless thoughts vanished..

There was an instinctive urge to run but her legs could make her walk brisk..

Hands clenching on to her only weapon which is her bag, a chill down her spine, a reminder of her mother’s warnings which she never gave a heed to….

Footsteps come closer to her, she gives a quick scan for help..

Alas she was alone..!

Only if she hadn’t wasted those 10 mins looking at a young couple at the bus stand..

Only if she had not cared for wasting time setting her hair..

She wouldn’t have been in this now..

Now is all that matters she thought..

Survive NOW! The past wont help, the future is uncertain…

A subtle touch on her shoulder gives her a shudder through her body..

The inevitable has become a reality…

Or so she thought…

A voice more mellow and sober asks – “I believe this is yours”

An out stretched hand holding a flower…

The flower which reminded her of warmth and lust..

The dawning sky couldn’t take away the bright yellow which is screaming out of the soft petals…

With guilty eyes she looks at him..

A face which she recognises..

A face which she always passed by..

She recognises the stare..

The same stare which makes her feel beautiful.. The stare she misses all day…

The man who she always wanted to walk up to her, but only in dreams did that happen..

She takes the flower, the man turns to walk away…

A guilty voice thanks him..

He smiles..

She looks at the flower and curses her to misjudge the stare..

One last look at her dream walking away… only this time there is hope!

Only this day… She continues her walk with a smile!

Only this moment.. She learns a new meaning for Lust!!