When the stars align! (4)

 


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The flight crew started the preflight safety briefing. Tara followed the airhostess earnestly and taking out the instruction pamphlet, carefully read through all the guidelines. She seemed quite sincere. Once the hostesses dispersed Tara opened her book. 

Akash checked the texts on his mobile phone and put it on flight mode. He glanced at Tara. She appeared anxious. 

"Are you alright Tara? Feeling a bit nervous?", Akash spontaneously asked.

"Yes, as I earlier said it's my first time flying", Tara replied. 

"She seems anxious but there's no excitement about her new experience", Akash's soliloquy. 

The flight started taxing and Tara clutched the armrests. And as the flight gained momentum, the book fell off from her lap. Tara wanted to pick it up but couldn't dare to move. 

Akash saw all her struggle and said, "Tara isn't it fun to fly? We don't have wings but we can experience the flight sitting in this aircraft. Once the plane takes off you can see through the window, the cottony white clouds, the sparkling azure....". He tried to ease the atmosphere for her.

Tara closed her eyes for a few seconds and once the harsh sound of takeoff ceased she opened them wide. She looked outside the window and could see the scenic view, exactly as Akash had described. Akash picked up the book and handed it to Tara.

"Do you write poetry?", she asked Akash, looking into his eyes for the first time.

Akash was mesmerised by her look, her big hazel eyes. He struggled to hide his overwhelming expressions. He didn't want her to feel even a tad bit awkward about his behaviour. "Umm? Poetry? Why do you ask?". 

"You described this beautiful view like a poet", Tara said with a sweet smile, different from her previous mien.

Akash's heart literally melted seeing the beaming smile on her tranquil face.

"Mei shayar to nahi...magar ae haseen, jab se dekha meine tujhko mujhko....shayari aa gayi.....", song played in his mind.

Hushing the voices in his mind, Akash said, "I don't know if it's called poetry but I like to scribble sometimes. Just some rhymes here and there", his face beamed too.

"And you like reading books", Akash said glancing at the novel in her hand.

"Yah! It...it keeps me distracted....from the reality", Tara hesitantly replied. 


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