The zing

i wanted to meet her,but every time some thing or other came up. we couldnt meet for about a month after we decided
to meet.one saturday i called her up to meet, but as usual she was busy. without loosing hope i still wanted to meet her ,
even for the shortest time possible. so it was a short meeting on the platform. the 15 minutes or so which i spent with her
went by nothing. i never realised when the train came and she had to leave, as the train left the platform, the trance was
broken and i was back into reality wondering when will i see her again.it took another 10 days until the moment came again.
from the moment i met her to the point where she left me i was in another state of being. I have never been so happy in a long time now. i feel alive again, feels like i can open my arms wide open and hold
this whole world between them. there has always been unpresidented maddness associated with me. true to my nature i am wild.but the savage is also tamed when it faces beauty. if the mind were not in its place, the heart would have yeilded to her commands, i would have jumped down the 12 foot height or wore the party cap throughout the mall. but i finally ended up drinking water.
in her company the pain in my arm vanished, the words on my toungue dried, the thoughts in my mind where at ease.i was feeling the *ZING*.