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My First and Last Love
I was standing at bus stand and was waiting for the bus. It was the time of almost Dusk. Sky was filled with dark cloud as if it was going to rain soon. bus approached to the stand and I prepared myself to board on the bus. I started stepping toward bus. It was a short journey of about ten steps. As I was in the middle of this short journey I saw glimps of most beautiful girl behind me who had just arrived at bus stand. She stood at bus stand. I thought she was waiting for some other bus, I looked at her beatiful face which got imprinted into my memory permanently. She was calm like the droplets of water on the petals of roses and shining like the moon. She looked at me for a second and then turned away her gaze. I was mesmerized by her beuty so much that I almost forgot the bus behind me, on which I was to go. The bus left. Then my attention went toward the leaving bus. I shook my head in utter disappointment. Seeing me like this that girl brusted into sudden laugh. I turned my gaze toward her. She stopped laughing and lowered her gaze a little bit. Then after few seconds she looked toward me once again, this time she seemed horrified and shouted
"Car, save yourself!"
I looked toward left of me. But I was late by then. A speeding car collided with me. I swung over the car and fall behind it, crossing over it, over the roof of the car. Surprisingly I was not feeling anything. It might be possible that I had become superhuman. I looked toward her but she was looking at other side. She was gasping. There was a crowd gathered where she was looking. She slowly went toward there and I also followed.
"It was very horrible accident," one of the man in crowd said.
"What accident," I asked him but he was in such shock perhaps after seeing some accident that he ignored me. Other guy also said "such a young boy he was, that speeding car did not even stopped."
She was piercing the crowd and now she stood frozen. I went ahead of her and seeing the person who had met with accident I became petrified. I looked at her and shouted
"I am here. I am alive."
But she was not responding to my voice and in fact no one was responding to my voice and my body was laying there in the pool of blood surrounded by crowd.

© Salahuddin Ayyubi