I remember that night...

I remember the night when I felt that electric current...the way he looked...the way he smiled...the intensity in his eyes...
That night was meant to be nothing out of the ordinary yet it left an impact of a lifetime.
I remember his face...his young and sweet face...
If you are a girl, you must know every girl has been subjected to certain looks especially on the streets of India but there is a variety of looks you get ranging from that cheap, vulgarity look to a sentiment that is much deeper than the surface.
My case was from the latter...and I recall everything from that night...
He came in with his family...and I did as well...I was there much before him...but as he walked into the open-air restaurant...his prescence could be felt...
I risked a look at him...and instant electric current rushed up my body as I looked in his eyes...both of us intently staring...
I noticed his shirt clinging to his body...his casual everyday nike track suit bottoms settled perfectly on his body....
I have had many such eye contacts, but this experience was a different one altogether...
The intensity in his eyes...was so deep...and the passion I saw was mesmerizing...
The heat...the spark that I felt when our fingers simply brushed past each other as he came to get an extra chair from our table...
The soft look in his eyes as I peered at him...but then he went back...and my eyes...simply adoring his back...and as he turned around once more...my heart stopped...
I was quite exhilirated.
Maybe we were soulmates... if we were to ever cross paths again...I would not hesitate to simply grab him and not let him go...ever
Because I remember...at the time...I was so tempted to touch his face...touch his lips...just once...simply walk up to him...and ask for his number...

But in the end...we were strangers...mere strangers...