Strange Attachment....

"There,she is!"

I followed the voice. Battling with the crowd of girls,I managed to see her.It was that very first meeting when I noticed her.She was smiling but not for me.She was talking to one of her students.Her yellow dress,brownish sleek hair,white sweater and muffler around her neck made her enchantingly beautiful.She bewitched all girls with her beauty.But I felt myself like that of Araby's boy whose heart glows when he sees her and despairs when feels her absence. Faryal. That was not only her name but now its like a strange attachment.It is a name of an era in my life.That was a time when I found myself fresh and innocent.When my passions were naive.

"There,she is!"

This time I didn't follow the voice and walked on opposite side.I want to feel her absence more, not because my passions have grown stale,but because now I am empty of that freshness and innocence.I feel my lost beauty in adoring her.Decaying by days,I,usually,choose another way.