I Kissed Her

I Kissed Her
I held her as close to myself as was propitious at that moment. There was no one around us, we were strangers, but there was something typical to our closeness that prompted me to shatter a glass-wall between us. The glass-wall was melting into obscurity as we held each other in a tight embrace. Both of us were looking for worlds where we were to find happiness with greater numerators than we had found in other fractions. All my efforts to do so had drawn negative results till now, but deep in my heart, I was optimistic about a future packed with several fractions of joy and happiness if life began this way.

All my algebra and arithmetic calculations waivered off as I felt her breaths on my shoulders. Her warmth gathered around me and bound me to her like a magnet. Her body-odour pulled me to her like a typical feminine-pheromone. I felt myself being pulled towards her like a primitive animal. For that moment, she was a primitive God incarnated before me in His pristine form. I was prepared to prostrate before the goddess of love before me. She did look like one. I wondered if any god can ever look better than her. Perhaps none can.

The very next moment, I felt sure nothing can ever be. Her embrace pushed out all my past from my mind. She had all His powers of creation and destruction. She was creating a new me, while at the same time, I was being fragmented into a million pieces even as she trembled in my arms. She was quivering with excitement like a delicate feather ruffled by a breeze, and so was I.

I felt sure she was clinging to me for relief from a crisis in her life. I tried to look for some signs of comfort and relief from a crisis, but all her past was completely obliterated from her face. All the same, I felt a lot of my incumbent dilemmas fading into the ether as I held her tighter in my arms. Her warm breaths sped up my breaths. I began to consider the possibility of a heart-attack. She was going to crash before I did because she was panting with unfathomable excitement, and so was I.

This was the first time anyone had been so close to me, and that too a stranger. I was struck by her frankness and lack of formality, but I enjoyed every moment, so I let her nails dig into my shoulders as she clung on harder. This certainly was the first time, and I clung on to her like it was the last time in my life anyone was going to be so close to me. I don’t know if a lion can ever dig harder with its claws.

Both of us  were looking into thin air over each other’s shoulders, but we could see a fire burning in each other’s hearts. It was reflected by a red tint in her eyes. I know she was looking for a fire in my eyes too. While I looked closely into her eyes, she looked into mine even as we looked over each other’s shoulders. I wish time would pause at that moment while we looked into each other. A couple of floodlights had been switched on and we saw each and every aspect of each other’s nature quite clearly.

I felt honoured and dignified by the attention she accorded me as I studied every movement of each pupil of each of her eyes. Her eyes were looking for an entity beyond the domain of her eyes while she looked at me. I don’t know if she found what she was looking for, I shall never know.  I was looking for love in its purest form while I peered into her eyes, and I did find quite a bit of it.

The moment was a beautiful one. She was even more beautiful than the moment; her dark black eyes made her fair complexion stand out from her pretty face. There was a lot more than her eyes to see in her face: a beautifully sculpted nose sat between her lips and broad forehead.  I wanted to kiss her lips. It was beyond the paremetres of propriety, I knew, I found it hard to conceal the urge to be so frank and forthright. All the same, my eyes remained fixed on the black holes before me. All the world around me seemed to converge into her eyes. I myself was sinking in a whirlpool bent on pulling in everything there was around it. Her eyes pulled everything into themselves with a force stronger than the strongest suction-pump ever made.

All intricacies of life I face every day were being sucked into her eyes while I looked into them. I was being purged of all woes I had till now; all of it was wiped out and obliterated while she held me in her arms. I wonder if she felt a similar catharsis. I will never know what thoughts went through her mind while she held me in her arms. My heart beat rapidly with excitement, and I felt sure her heart too palpitated at a similar pace. The ground between us quivered and shook as it shared the excitement within us. I badly wanted to kiss her.      

I trembled with fear; I was on the verge of crossing some barriers set out by our society, our religion and I really didn’t know if I should be doing what I was going to do or what I was contemplating on. A typical odour of the unknown wrapped itself around me coupled with a thrill of discovering a novelty. Vibrations were, I’m sure, felt all over the world. I was breathless with excitement. I was humming like strings of a sitar in a dark night. Its darkness gathered around me; I wandered in her embrace as if I had lost my way.

And I kissed her.