He came, He saw, He conquered… and then?

“Is it possible to fall in love with two persons at the same time?” he asked her. She smiled. She had pondered over the same for a long time over the years. But all through these years, none had popped this question to her except her own conscience.

“Yes, it is possible,” she replied.

“I’ve been through the same situation a couple of years ago, but realised it only later.”

There was a moment of silence which was broken again by his voice that she adored since the first time they had spoken, years ago.

“Why is it that everything is same for both of us always?”

She wished she knew the answer. She knew she was attracted to this guy…his aura, the strange chemistry they shared.

And it wasn’t different with him either. The planetary forces that had pulled him towards her, the forces that didn’t let her go in the middle of that crazy bus station that day; they were still playing along somewhere.

Both their senses put together couldn’t comprehend what they felt for each other...it was not love; it was not desire...what was it?

There was magic in every moment she spent with him, there was magic in the conversations she had with him. And forever she wished time wouldn’t race so fast.

He was already committed. He was in love with the lady of his life, the “leading lady of his life” as he’d put it.

She knew it, she didn’t deny it. It didn’t bother her either.

But what did spring up in her mind, in her own thought cycles is a struggle to define; to put down what is this feeling she had for him.

It wasn’t fascination...it was of course not a high school crush.

It probably was adoration...self-discovery...the unexplained joy of an encounter with the reflection of her inner self. A different kind of magic that no romantic odes, none of the best romantic movies made could ever unravel.

She loved having him around. “Sometimes I wonder when this bubble will burst,” she said.

“Why do you even think of the bubble?!!” he asked instantly.

She had her answer. It is because life is a bubble. She’d probably gotten used to bubbles, bubbles that rose high in the sky, bubbles that reflected hues of the rainbow as they kissed the sun’s rays, bubbles that burst!!

“Enjoy the moment, dear,” he said.

And she did....she stopped disturbing her mind with questions. And she let it wander, “free thinking” as he puts it.

There are certain relationships in life that cannot be categorised or classified, there are emotions that cannot be defined. These cannot be stacked onto a labelled bookshelf in life’s library.  To the whole wide intelligent world, it doesn’t make sense. To those who think with heads, it is nonsensical.

But it doesn’t matter to dreamers, dreamers like him and her who could love without reservations, who were not bound by social stigmas and definitions.

These are moments that just need to be lived, to be felt, not to be understood.