The Sailed Ship
The chilly winds that blew away the curly tangles falling on my face were an indication that winter was definitely on its way. As I started walking down the lane, my thoughts drifted off to the winters of the past year. A winter which carries some memories I treasure the most. I swam in the deepest oceans and climbed the highest mountains in the love of someone and till the time I realized that his ship had already sailed. That winter I saw a boy, who was standing in his balcony. His eyes were chocolaty brown and his hair were inky black. His milky white complexion was enhancing his high cheekbones and full lips. He was tall and well build and the earring in his left ear made him eccentric in a sexy way. I was waiting for a bus from my school when I laid my eyes on that Greek God. I suddenly became aware of the drooled milk on my uniform and the bushy feral hair. Somewhere in my mind I was sure he was mistaking me for someone else, I am too ugly to be watched by such a handso...