Don’t all epic love stories begin or end at airports? This one story of mine begins at the airport. It's the vibes which always allures you towards people nothing else, no talks, no looks, it's always the vibes. He was wearing a black leather jacket and had messy hair (idc if that's a cliché). Looking at him even with his mask on I had that tinkling feeling, all that I knew was this one's gonna be special, this one's gonna be my epic story. Now you might be feeling this is just another one sided love story, but lemme tell you, this one is not. He expressed his attraction in the strangest way possible (I’m not gonna say what it was). In the flight we were allotted different seats, and those 2 hours were the longest 2 hours of my life for me, all I could think of is to get a glance of him, somewhere and somehow. Just as the flight landed and we checked out, I rushed to find him and he was nowhere to be seen. While I was wondering what went wrong, I saw the same black leather jacket, it was him, it was my love, but I didn't move a bit( I still have no clue why did I do that). He turned, looked at me, gave me a half smile, threw a paper ball at me and left, not giving me a chance to even know how he looks. And coming on to the paper ball, you wouldn't believe what was written on that, it made me go topsy turvy. To be continued...

~Kashti