Do You Believe in Magic?

 

While we are consciously trying to tie up the loose ends of our otherwise unruly and somewhat bittersweet adulting lives, there are times when you suddenly come across someone who waves at you from the balcony above while you are hustling to accomplish goals and at that fleeting moment, time stops! Under every other circumstance, you would have waved back and walked off briskly. But then there are times that the impenetrable aura of a person makes him pursuable. You cannot help but get consumed in the moment to unravel the mystery behind the charming eyes or the occasional smirk that has left you intrigued the myriad of times in the past. Probably you have hardly noticed his existence in the past few months. Probably you have just felt his presence but have failed to acknowledge his being altogether. And then you speculate and put together the pieces of the aenigma together. To think about it, there actually has been multiple occasions that your eyes have searched for him in the middle of a crowd and subconsciously expected him to be around amidst the ever-flowing whirlpool of secret serendipity. It is bizarre how deeply he existed in your subconscious and yet how short-lived were those feelings and expectations. It is surprising to retrospect the times when his voice struck a nerve in the brain but failed to translate the acknowledgment to the heart.

What is it about overtly courteous guys that leaves an impression on girls so deep, it turns into passion and ends up in submission? Even the strongest of women quiver at the sight of humility from their opposite gender. Is it just our generation or the patriarchal history of the society has such deep-rooted impact on the brain? To think about it, it is always a perfect blend of masculinity with a gentle heart and dominance with a submitting soul that attracts us and intoxicates us like a well-aged smooth Scotch Whiskey, trickling down the throat with the perfect ounce of warmth and turning the nerve endings numb!

So, there he was, in the balcony, with a warm smile and an alluring sparkle in his eyes that made me stumble, stop, drop all existing plans and rewrite all the strict rules I had laid down over the last four months. I like to live by rules, and he was standing there inviting me into his life and paving the path to bend every single rule I had lived and breathed by, for a good quarter of a century. An invitation for a smoke or coffee would only suggest the beginning of a new friendship. Or was it just friendship? Time flew like the monsoon clouds rushing to pour over an otherwise deserted land. In the forty-five minutes that otherwise felt like fifteen, a whole new story had already laid its foundation. It is breathtaking how instantly you connect when two pieces of a puzzle fit exactly into each other and refuse to part like the opposite poles of a magnet. And yet, the moment they turn away from each other, there is no force strong enough to hold them together. At the end of the conversation when twilight had passed into evening, he left a question hanging in the air and left me dumbfounded. Left me to question every single step I had taken to exactly sit there in the balcony with him at that very moment.

“Do you believe in MAGIC?”

I tried to reason out with all the magical miracles I had encountered in life up until then. Little did I know that he was talking about the magic spell that had been deliberately cast on us. It was magical how the entire universe had secretly conspired with the energy emanating from every living cell, to possibly bring us together, under the same roof, at the same time and to leave us wondering in silence while the rest of the world was hustling and moving forward. Isn’t it just magical that every decision I took that evening including taking the road least taken and breaking all the rules laid down such carefully across the span of months just to be on the pathway by his balcony and our eyes meeting at the very same time?

That evening, I had rediscovered Magic!

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