When I got lost.. part 1

She was sitting by the lakeside; feet touching the water surface and her long hair were hanged down on her shoulders. She was wearing a long frock in mixed white, blue and yellow shades.  A generous smile was on her face and she was lost in some thoughts. she was gazing at everything with wonder and joy and as she was trying to assimilate the pristine beauty of surroundings through her eyes. Suddenly, she felt some tickling; her eyes fell on a rabbit who was rubbing his nose near her hands.

“Heyyyyyyy…” she giggled and the rabbit ran quickly.. she chased him. She was running behind the rabbit from one tree to another, from one bush to another, from one side to another.  Her laughter was echoing in the whole ambiance. Suddenly, she stopped, she noticed something, and she turned back and looked in to that particular direction...

A boy was standing there, looking at her with some strange expressions. She, too, looked at him… from tip to toe. There were strong expressions in her eyes… apathy, negligence, a bit of anger… along with lot of questions. Perhaps, she wanted to ask,”What are you doing here and by whose permission you dared to stepped in here?”  But she moved back without saying a single word. The boy was still looking at her and he, too, followed her...

“Who are you?”  He asked.

 Girl looked at him with another strange sight, may be saying…why are you asking so?”

Her eyes once again started searching for that rabbit that was now disappeared.  She slowly walked towards the lake and sat there. Her reflection was looming in the water. She was looking at her own reflection. 

He came near her and asked softly, “may I sit here?” while looking at her reflection.  

Now his reflection was also visible in water and both of their shadows were facing each other in limpid water.  

“Who are you?” question was repeated, but she ignored and asked a counter question...

“Where did you come from?”

 He smiled and said, “From the other side”.

“Other side of what?” the girl got curious.

“Other side of the hill.” He replied, while pointing towards the far hill. He noticed her curiosity. She looked into that direction and asked again, “do you often come here?”

“Not much, sometimes…never saw anyone here so got curious about you.”

“Where did you come from?” now he asked.

“From the other side.” Same answer he got and same question he repeated back to her.

“Other side of river”. She replied while smiling.

“But I never saw any river here”.

“Because you never tried to see.”

“Ohhh…” 

She started splashing the water with her feet.

“What is your name?” he asked.

“Does that matter?” she laughed.

Then, she asked, “How does the other side of hill looks like? I never had been there.”

He started telling about it.  Thus, the conversation between the two broke and went on... and on… sitting by the lake. As if, they were not the strangers who were meeting up for the first time. It seemed, as they know each other from a long time and as two old friends met after a long break. Suddenly, the girl stopped talking, something caught her attention... She looked at him with a bit hesitation. He noticed it and asked  ...”What?”

“I want that flower,” she pointed... There was a flower in the lake... fully bloomed, a bit pinkish, and a bit white, a bit of some other shade. It was a bit far from the lakeshore, not easily accessible.

“It is far, and no means are here to reach to that flower. We cannot get it.” he tried to explain. But she did not seem satisfied. However, she did not ask anything further about that, but her face was saying something. 

“Why don’t you take those flowers, they are also very beautiful. Aren’t they?

Seems, she liked the suggestion and moved to those floral shrubs. Soon she plucked some of them with their soft offsets. She rolled some on wrists. Made a flower/leaf necklace. Some she used as earring… and even made a crown of it. She was giggling and moving from one tree to another, fiddling through floral vines that were hanging with those trees.  

He was watching her, astounded and bewildered with what was in front of his eyes. Whether is it a girl or a swinging floral vine that appears like a girl? When she noticed him staring, she too placed her eyes on his face... He felt a heat…those sharp eyes were able to see deep inside his heart and soul. He turned his eyes down and hardly spoke...

“You are looking... you are looking... very…”

“Pretty...” she finished the sentence and broke in a mild laughter. 

“Yes... Beautiful...” 

She smiled and for the next few minutes, silence started talking between them. It seemed as the whole universe stopped at that specific moment of time, the nature and its all creations got hypnotized…in their silence and with the flow of breath that was the only sound reverberating in air.

Suddenly a loud voice broke the flow... He turned and looked into some direction and said, “My people are calling me. I have to go”. He spoke in a low voice. She did not say anything.

“I have to go...”

She stayed calm, with her eyes lost somewhere.

He stood there for  few seconds.. but that loud voice echoed again... He rushed towards the voice, but then, he stopped for a moment and shouted, “You have not told me your name... “

What is your name?”

“June... My name is June.”

“June…” he repeated. “Strange name” …he whispered and ran away.  She was looking into the direction in which he was gone and disappeared.  For few moments, she stood there without any purpose then, turned back to the trees. She was thinking, she was not able to understand…am I sad, am I missing something, am I missing HIM, am I…or …

The Second Part of The Story is Here