To nice beginnings

She was seated far away from home. Sitting in the corner of a MacDonald outlet staring at the people coming and going around her. She sat in expectation of seeing him, the guy who she saw here, for the first time 8 months ago. And the one she had fallen in love at that 1st sight. As ridiculous as she knew it sounded it was true.
Her excuse to the world was that she travelled that far for 'writer's inspiration'. But her heart knew that wasn't the complete truth. Yes she wanted some peace and quiet to pen her thoughts. But why here of all the places in the city? Because she had the secret hope of seeing him again.
There's nothing wrong with hope. It's what keeps man going. But what is wrong is too much hope. Too much irrational hope that then results in dishearten. Dishearten for something you actually knew was a vague possibility in the first place. Its a funny equation.
Our mind plays on the number of reasons why the hope is not irrational, bringing us to further and further believe that it could be true.
And so she sat there watching people come and go. Knowing somewhere deep down how vague her hope was. He stayed somewhere in a radius of 5 kms from this place. But at that moment he could be anywhere. He could be in a different country, state or city for all she knew. Or he could even be asleep at home.
So she sat there wondering if it was in her fates to see him. Probably not. She didn't really rely on coincidence at such times. More like the work of destiny maybe. So she sat patiently seeing what her so-be-it destiny, awaited.
The odds were small she knew. Of seeing a practical stranger, who didn't even know she was there. And yet she sat hoping that she might. The longings and aspirations of the heart and mind are unfortunately albeit irrational.
She was there that day on pure impulse and what she perceived as a calling from this place. Waiting and writing with no real idea of why she was there.
Finally after a couple of hours of exhaustive expecting she got up to leave. She looked around at the place once, took a deep breath and stepped out.
And lo behold! There he was. Standing with his side to her, looking at his watch as a light breeze ruffled his hair. She stared at him for a moment. Not believing what she saw. Her heart pumped faster and her breath was caught in her throat. Her hand quivered a bit and her feet were shaky as she began to take a step towards him. But then as suddenly as she began she stopped. It was a weird position to stop in but she just froze. What the hell was she to tell him? She couldn't think of anything to say to him. She knew nothing about him.
And then she relaxed and simply laughed out loud at the foolishness of it all. The waiting, the wondering and realized that it was all for nothing but a glance of this gorgeous guy who she actually had nothing to say to.
Her laugh caught his attention and he turned towards her. She stared him right in the eye. Smiled and turned away feeling immensely content for some strange reason.
And just as she walked away she heard a voice behind her say, “ Excuse me do I know you? I feel like I have seen you somewhere before.”
She turned and looked at him, at his smile that was a little sheepish and yet still so appealing.
Looks like some things are destined, she thought as she walked back towards him.