The seat beside her was empty |
When she
reached to the airport, she dropped her baggage on the carousel and went ahead.
Her flight was as usual late. She took a seat in a front row of the waiting
area and she idly played with her mobile phone. Soon she realized the seat
beside her was empty that took her back in the flashback.
It was one
of the busy afternoons at the airport. Announcements were continuously made on
the speaker; flights were taking off and landing and travelers were rushing
from one point to another. The whole scenario was a common routine for people
at the airport but something new was about to happen in Ruchi’s life.
“Hi, is
anyone occupying this seat?”
She looked
up and found a well-dressed guy approached her asking about the seat.
“Huh, oh
yes! Why not?”
After giving
her approval she thought the guy was trying to make a conversation with her. The
seats weren't her property she spoke to herself and she was right. After few
minutes, the guy made her almost comfortable with the way he talked to her. Finally,
he was successful to get her phone number as well. After exchanging the numbers
they crossed their paths to take their respective flights.
She thought
this was the end of it. After few days, she received a call from Rahul asking
her to meet for the coffee. Slowly and gradually before she even realize, Rahul
captivated her life and their started seeing each other more often.
He taught
her how to make Maggie while she taught him how to be more polite towards
elderly people. His touch was nice and gently but he was still brash. She needed
him when the toughest times came and he needed her when he would cry like a
baby. They complemented each other very well and their relation each day was
blending with new shade of life.
Unfortunately,
Ruchi was yet to see the harsh side of life. Rahul’s heart was now ruled by
someone. She was a flawless beauty working as an air-hostess. She caught his attention when flying thirty thousand feet above while Ruchi was completely floored
on the ground. There was no one to grab the empty seat beside her and no one to
take care of her empty heart. She never thought a random encounter at the airport
would end up such way. She felt she should have left the seat empty and not to occupied
by anyone not a seat, not in her life!
‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’
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