Times Square !

A small fountain !

Pige... Pigeons...Hah!!! She loved Birds.

Oh no!!!! Come on... I'm an ass!...'Cause it's not Times Square.... its never Times Square! Times Square doesn't have green patches of grass all around... with an iron pole in middle...

Wait, is it a pole? Is it a building? No, a tower... it's Eiffel Tower.
Oh!!! I'm happy, that I'm here.

I am... I am sitting on a bench. A flock of pigeons are moving in front of my feet...bobbing their head, front and back, as they walk on that ground...

I am... I am feeding them. I am feeding those penguin...no, no, no, no...PIGEONS... I am feeding then bread crumbs... Oh, they peck my foot... Aww!!! They are so cute!!!

I am... I am feeding them... but yeah, I am eating myself too... What am I eating? Oh yes!!! I am eating a Burger...Hah!!! My favourite one!!! Burger king, extra cheese, extra Ham, extra Lettuce, Mustard sauce. Yumm!!!

And yeah! I got a smoothie too... That's kept by my side. I'm sitting all alone. People are passing by, with a smile on their face... not a mocking smile, but a fascinating one... I am a great Popstar now...a huge teenage sensation... people admire me, my works, my songs. Finding me away from America, sitting on a bench in the romantic city of Paris.

But wait!!! For what ? Why was I sitting there? Why was I...?

Yeah! I remember waiting for something....Someone. I didn't start with my food. Burger was in my hand, Smoothie beside me. Maybe I thought we would share the same burger...or I would give away the smoothie to her. The Smoothie was of chocolate.... Ah!!! She loved chocolates.

When I used to see her before, she always had 2-3 Alpinos or a packet of Oreos... and when I used to ask for one, she would turn her back to me, or start gobbling, and chewing the Oreos, as fast as she could, so that nobody takes her chocolates.

Huh so!! Where was I ? Ya...I was sitting... I was sitting on a bench, feeding penguins...Oh god, not penguins... Pigeons... feeding pigeons, holding a delicious Ham Burger, and a Smoothie by my side...waiting for someone.

The bench I was sitting on was quite wide. I was sitting on one end. People in the world, would really feel great to share a bench with Justin Timberlake... for most it will be a priviledge.

So first, by my side, on the bench, sat a dog. Ok...not funny!!! It doesn't matter me that a human being did not accompany me (though I didn't expect a dog), but still the dog was cute...

It had a hell lot of fur, Smooth fur... It was a Golden Retriever, that's what the body colour said me. It got up on the bench and sat there for a moment. It turned its head, left and right as if it was the Victoria's Secrets Fashion Show's Showstopper. As it looked at me, it's eyes brightened. And then I saw it coming slowly towards me. And yes he came and sat by my side, and rested its body on my lap. I tendered her head, her neck, her coat of fur. She felt comfortable. I decided to go e the burger to her. She took it. She ate it. She was not willing to go, until her master called her up. She went with a sad expression of departure. But I was not waiting for just anyone... I was waiting for Her. People passed by, and time passed by. Everyone gazed at me in amazement. I ignored all. From morning, to afternoon...

I was looking at the sky... the sunset sky of Paris. Patches of Dark Red, Yellow, Dark Red, Yellow, Mauve, Violet, Dark Red... Something that really soothes your eyes, something that really pacified your mind...Something you can't stop looking at...

I looked at my Omega, it showed 4:27 p.m. I couldn't think of doing anything... I was just waiting....waiting for Her. I didn't even know whether she would show up. But I couldn't get up from that bench...I wouldn't get up from that bench. It is because I promised her...I promised my own heart that I would wait for her till the last second of my life.... whatever be the consequences... even if she forgets me easily, I can't. 'Cause she did not believe in true love, but I did. 'Cause I know people hurt, people break your heart, people are stone-cold hearted...Not Love.

I felt the bench I was sitting in, descend a bit, as if somebody sat on it. Yes, somebody did. I slowly raised and turned my head without any expectations, towards the person who sat on the other end of the bench. She too turned her head slowly towards me.

My heart pounded like the piston of an engine.... my throat choked up... I couldn't breathe properly... 'Cause it was her. She was in a beautiful dress. A top, a jacket, pair of jeans, a Chanel bag on her side.

Then a man sat beside her, beyond her, on the edge of the corner of the bench. Wait! I remember that guy. That's Ehh... Ed... Yes, he's Ed Sheeran. He's Her father's friend&business partner's Son. Looking at them, made me seem they were eg..enga...Engaged, or maybe M...m..married.

He kissed her, on her cheek from one side... and she looked at me through the other side. Yes, she just looked. Me, too. I was afraid 'cause I knew this would happen... that one day we may meet, may have enough time to talk unlike school life, but no one could utter a word. I don't know why!!! Maybe we are shy. Maybe she is not ready to dig back the past again. Maybe she hates the fact that I still exist on this planet.

Suddenly, something strange happened. As I was looking at her, a glistening drop of tear rolled down my cheek.

Then I heard noises around me, " Justin!! Justin!! Wake up!!! Are you okay, JUSTIN!! Wake up!! Are you crying ? What happened?"

My wet eyes opened. I saw Anna, lying beside me, with a worried face. She asked, "Did you just see a nightmare? Are you okay? Why are you crying?" Wow... I was crying... after like 11 years, 6 months. I realised then. Nonetheless, it was a dream. I said nothing. I just thought, how can it be a nightmare? Yes, I was sad. Yes, I was alone. But, at least she came. I'm happy with that. I just replied, "If you call it a nightmare, I would say, I've had worse."

Anna asked, "Dreams like?". I refused to answer her question. I didn't want to discuss things, I've got rid of with die-hard efforts. Anna was okay, that I didn't answer her. She understood that I had some problems on those topics.

I looked at the window pane. It was glittering. Because the Sun, beyond that pane, rose, with rays coming into the room through that misty window pane. I looked at the clock. It was just 5:07 a.m. I said Anna to slip back again to her sleep... and she did sleep.

I was awake. Eyes open. Staring at nothing, thinking about everything... Everything about the past - how good things were, when we were teens. Well!!!.... hmm... Not all the time. We used to have so much misunderstandings... I mean she was always lovely, but often she became infuriated... on me. I never could figure out why she was angry... what disappointing acts did I do so often... Maybe 'cause I'm an *sshole. I make other life's a hell, without even knowing what hellish thing I do...
Well, keeping eyes open and day-dreaming caused the time to fly so fast... I couldn't gain back my senses, when there came a knock at the door.

I got out of that heavy blanket, got up from the bed, to reach the door. I opened the door almost to a stance, through which an outsider can look into the apartment(and since I opened the door, so lets say outsider could see who's opening the door), when suddenly I gained back my senses, and realised I was only in my boxers... nothing else. NOTHING Else !!!!

I tried to close the door as soon as possible, so that the visitor standing in our apartment's door mat couldn't see more of me. But my hands fr... Wait! Not just the hand, but my whole body froze. My jaws weren't wide open when I saw that person on the door('Cause that would look awkward.... Social skills), but my eyes were.

Cause...I...Knew...Who...She...Was. It was HER. I could barely stand anymore. My legs became numb. She came closer to me. My heart started pounding... my throat seemed to choke up... I couldn't breathe.... as if she isn't real... as if what is happening, can't happen... as I was in a dream again. As I said, she came closer... and said, " Can I come in...if you are sane and not vulgar, which seems from your current conditions... and my friend, Anna lives here? ". That same complicated talks, that same proud voice, that same boasting tone...as if a lioness. I couldn't speak...so I couldn't answer. But the moment I was going to say yes, she pushed me at my chest and moved me aside, saying "Move! It's cold outside, let me come in!!! I'm sure this is Anna's apartment. I have asked her earlier, more than a thousand times, last time I remember, I asked her 8-9 hours ago. She must have not shifted to some other place without saying me... Me... ME ... her very friend... her best friend". She got in and made herself comfortable in the sofa. I was going to say that its my apartment and not technically hers... but I wanted to be less of a jerk, by not arguing with her. I was too happy...I didn't want to make her angry, not again...after like 11 years and 6...no 5 months.

And the scene was bad, when suddenly Anna came out of the bedroom, with half-shut eyes, and in the same wardrobe she was in the bed, saying "Good Morning, Jus...t..I", until she saw Grace.

Grace just kept her eyes wide open, after matching the costume of Anna and mine (I mean 'almost-no-costume-at-all' condition), and thinking what could've been between me and Anna...  Last Night...

What could've been, she's just wondering!!!

What could've been!!!

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