Women

When you hit the road, whatever your aims and objectives, if you have them, are, there's always a thought in the back of your mind, that you're going to meet a beautiful woman. 

So, picture this. There I was in, in the middle of nowhere, 200 kms from the nearest railway station. In a hospital run by Gandhians. All about me are men and women whose faces look like sunken skulls, there for free treatment. I'm sitting there, waiting for the bus. I've been told it comes in thirty minutes, so I take the time to bid adieu to the good lady doctor, who's husband is away, so she's swamped in work, and sweating from an emergency operation. So i'm sitting at the table, watching her look at tribal kids with rashes andmen who got drunk and hit their heads and women who will whisper in her ear and all kinds of things. 

Keep in mind that i'm leaving the place in ten minutes.

And i'm chatting with the good lady doctor about how the govt. doesn't care (it doesn't) and how the poor boy may not make it and how I incidentally happened to get a professor she hated fired. And i'm about to say, "ok, I'm going to take your leave, it was very nice meeting you...."

And suddenly, out of nowhere, in walks the most beautiful girl. She's tall, with a complexion that's almost glowing in the dingy room. She's speaking marathi, of course, (cos everyone's speaking it there), but she has a slight lilt to it. As it turns out, she's a doctor, but she works somewhere else. The two doctors talk shop for a while, and I, too shocked to say anything, just watch. Then this little kid comes in, with an injury on his leg. When this new, beautiful, doctor look at it, her face crinkles up, and you can see the pain in her eyes, almost like she's feeling it herself. 

I had to stop myself from falling in love right there. All i could do is sit there and dig her. I didn't say a word. 

The older doctor, who i've spent the past few days with, looks at her and says, "Hmm, so this is a surprise, seeing you dressed up all ethic." This girl is wearing a light brown salwaar kameez, with a dupatta wrapped around her neck. She was like the image of perfect, innocent beauty. And i just sat there, digging her. 

You know, i'd like to meet a girl like that. Who's beautiful, and smart, and cares for things that every else doesn't. (if you're wondering where I got the smart from without talking to here, dude, she's a doctor)

So i just sat there, and smiled. This was a sign, from the god I don't believe  in. I just got out of a relationship 2 weeks ago. To be more accurate, the relationship was got out of me, without me doing much getting out. And I was screwed up in the head about that for a while. I'm not hung up on the girl who dumped me, but its pissing off to realise that everything you wanted to believe in the past year, doesn't exist. 

And then I see this girl, this angel from I don't know where, and i sit there digging her, and I smile to myself, and I know, I just knew, that things will  be alright.