Love Calls

Zino, my friend is likely thankful for the drizzle. He has been standing in street waiting for his love. This should be their fitth date but he is as nervous as the first they had while he was undecided whether he wanted a companion.

If he had waited just a second, he wouldn't have met the subject of his present nightmare. You wonder why he thinks of her as a nightmare.

The nature of their meeting was not an answered prayer. It was the beginning of the rupture of a stable life. He was certain about his next move and loving someone wasn't part of what he envisaged until he met her.

If he had been a minute late when he arrived the bus-stop, he would have missed seeing her but he met her just at the point of exit. That moment changed everything. 

Now, he can't sleep without dreaming of her. His desire is to talk to her just as much as he craved being alone with his thoughts. He had always looked forward to being in love although not so soon but this present feeling is a heavy load he wouldn't let go hence the date is part of his desire to understand where he is headed with this love thing.

When she comes eventually, it will be a fortunate occurrence to have her smile at him and acknowledge his patience. Waiting in the rain for his bride, too soon I guess, but a man must dream as falling in love the first time is a blessing that should be cherished.