Love Story:The Promise (Part 1)

As the taxi passed the innumerable neon signs and street lights, he glanced at his watch with a somewhat anxious but still pleasant look. 45 min to midnight, he was sure to miss the flight, unless Bangalore’s traffic was merciful on him. However, in the pit of his stomach he had the feeling that nothing could go wrong tonight. He had been planning this for quite a long time; it was an engagement that he had no intention of messing up.

Finally he reached the airport. With long and quick strides, that portrayed his enthusiasm and radiant happiness, he walked up to Terminal 3.In the next 15 min he was comfortable on seat 12 of Flight 567 ,with an air of nostalgia about him, smiling over perhaps a fragrant thought in the private chambers of his mind.

The young man, in his early twenties, gazed wistfully into the air and smirked, occasionally, as if to suggest that he was thinking of happier times and of people he loved and cared about.

He remembered it crystal clearly, as if it was just yesterday. Same day, 5 years ago, that day was also Diwali, he had made a promise that he realized at the instant he made it would make him go to very big lengths, however the hinted sweetness of the challenge aroused him, not out of self-esteem or ego but because he was wrought of an emotion, infectious and dangerously splendid, towards her.