Window

The short journey was really tiring each inch the car moved. It was gutted and jaded and my body was really demanding for some rest.It was a long road and car was blocked..The people were trying to take a lead and of course everything was a havoc.I was beating the front deck of the car in anxiousness ,as my friend was smoking his cigarette behind.I dunno somehow it made me cough and I was trying to make him understand about my uneasiness. Infront of  my phantom annoyance he failed and shrugged.The button he pushed helped to roll the window down.It settled my fidgety somehow .A gust of fresh air ruminated the car interior. The wafted of air was really welcoming,it touched my face.While I can see his face which was simmering with disgust.I seem to have an aversion to this roll of nicotine which they puff and makes other nauseating.That wont make them think for some brainer ,which could be an ease of the other persons.anyway that would be a history how I tolerate this person.
I was sitting and I am in no mood to institute my moral lectures. my mood was already infuriated a while ago because of the scene.Honking cars and lunatics racing to make a cut down competition.I just let myself flow in and out.The shaky breath could definitely improvise my mood.The sun was going down the dream scape,escaping the green grassland.The tinge of orange rays crafting a canvas with its obscured vividness.The carousels,I was making around it as my car moved fast.My friend also head up high to witness it.I thought he closed his eyes as if he was in a slumber.The furrowed eye lids was telling another tales of its own.As if they were teasing me in an inscrutable way.The pain which i got after the cough I produced was conflicting one.It was although reviving as we reconciled.The peace finally hovered between us.I wont be the one who would like to put anything on the brim of confusion and unhealthy relations.

it was getting azure and darkness was prevailing. I yanked my phone and dug into the keypad..the mobile flashed.I opened and read the flipped winged sms.I hustled the phone and placed it on the dash board..I swamped and lolled as I propped my leg next to the phone.I cant stop looking at pretty lady in the car next to me.She was stunning and superlative.she was like inordinately distinctive. crap I was talking to my self ,why cant I draw my eyes out of her.I was framing tales about befriending with her..chatting and sipping tea.I was laughing in my memory and celluloid cured up.Our car was closing by her side.Even her eyes fell on me.She had her intriguing eyes dug into mine. I felt something,a surge of joy with a wince of shame conduit within me.Some jolt,some connection. Our eyes gazed before I doffed off mine.maybe we both were dreaming.Our car jolted fast and overtook her.In a minute it seemed I lost something.Like a unrelenting demise of something.I was looking back and forth for some miracle to happen. Stranger ,am i too enshrouded with my own delusional thoughts ?what was that ?my vision and thoughts seems to get clogged.I was restless and covered myself with a woolly shawl. I covered my head and started dreaming where by any chance I could have that whisper from that lovely stranger