Life has not really settled after the earthquake but I guess like every other animal, we the Kathmandulite are also trying to adapt to the conditions. Living with aftershocks is inevitable so why not keep it indifferent.No I am not going to write about the quakes and the quacks. I guess all of us had enoughof crying, terrifying and complaining that I wanna share a simple story of mine.

Finally the traffic of Kathmandu is getting worse from bad. I am not complaining. I think this means the city is getting back to its own pace. I have been unwell lately, and as pampered as I can get, my dad gives me a chauffeur to move around the city. I definitely feel like a princess for sure.

So today like any other day I was driven around the city for some work with my driver. What do you do when you have the privilege to be driven around (well I am sorry if you are getting jealous for I can understand that getting a driver in the USA or any developed country is more than a privilege and can cost you a fortune. The perks of living in the third world I guess).My driver is trained to put to 95.2 FM station whenever I am in the car. It is called Ruslan FM ( oh here also I need to give u some trivia about the name. Ya ya! I knw we all get VODKA buzzing in our head when we hear Ruslan. And why not this station is also owned by the same people. I am sure, now since you cannot do direct promotion of alcohol and tobacco, this is a good way to reach out to your consumers. Just saying!!!). So it was the hour of all romantic Nepali and Hindi songs. I enjoy any kind of music given that I am in thegood mood. I remember it was Jeena Jeena from the movie Badlapur that was playing. 

Most of the time, when I am in the car,I fiddle with my phone or I read a book. Today was different. It was drizzling. I love rain. I leave anything and everything to watch outside the window and enjoy the rain. The breeze was pushing the tiny drops of water inside my window, landing the droplets on my face. Something that always makes me happy. I closed my eyes and I let the drizzle sizzle my face. I didnt realise that I was stuck in a traffic jam in Thapathali Bagmati bridge crossing( well I was going to Kathmandu from Lalitpur).

When I opened my eyes, I saw a smiling face....amused and staring at me.The dirtiest converse I have ever seen in blue, Light blue jeans, Oceanic green t-shirt ( American Eagle I know but dont ask me how), very sexy vintage wayfarer and sports watch. Riding the latest model of Hero Hulk. I scanned him in nano seconds as if I was terminator. But apart of all this, his smile was killer. You know those uneven teeth and those deadly flirtatious grins? He was the master of that.

I gave him a nod and raised my chin in “What you looking at?” gesture. And he smiled more and nodded "nothing". Still staring. The traffic police was taking too long to let go this direction. I took out my phone and started fiddling. I could see feel him staring. So I moved to the other side of the seat since I was alone.

Finally the traffic moved just to my excitement, stuck at Maitighar. He comes to the window where I was sitting. He gives me a smile and nods as if he is saying “Milady”.I was going uff and roll my eyes. Was I getting excited? Of course I was. He was the synonym of super good looking. So I turned and looked thinking he is not looking but he was still smiling and glaring. Now this was getting little too awkward. Can he be my friend I havent met for a long time? Or a far cousin/relative? Or my brother's friend? A cousin's friend? A friend's boyfriend?I tried to remember all the good looking men in my life or my life's supporting lives but no resemblance. Just incase I am traffic flirting with one of my own cousins (LOL).

I know this time when the light turns green aka the traffic police signals to move, we both are going in two different directions. I couldn't look at his bike no. It would have looked pretty obvious. By the way, what would I do with the number? Go to the police station and ask for missing? What if it is not his bike?Stupid!!!!

He gave me a smile which was carrying a sad bye bye and he wrrooommmmedddd ahead of my car....same direction but he went faster. I wanted to tell my driver to catch up but I resisted.I smiled and got back to my music with few butterflies in my stomach... I hope we met again. The radio wasplaying Dance Again by Jennifer Lopez ft. Pitbull.

He may be he is staring at " teri khuli khuli chhataaoke ".

So the guy wasn't wearing a helmet?

basebook..nice analysis...he might be wearing one that look like construction hat....but that would look odd in hero hulk bike and a dude..hahaha

Welcome back ambrosia.

magorkhe1,
tyo bhaneko k ho??

basebook,
yes he was....sorry I forgot to mention that.
That is why I couldn't see his hair and was wondering if I know him or not. :):)

cybro,
He was wearing a simple helmet... :P:P but definitely not a construction helmet.....but good imagination there :D

javier,
thank you so much.....:)

may be he is d sojo keto!!
people aren't aware that sojo keto is back in k-Town :) :)

OH MY GOD!!! sojo is that you? really???

amby,
that's something you need to figure out.. :)

How can I figure it out come on......:)

'attraction; that leads to romantic love, has a supernatural power to trigger the 7th senses of living beings'
that's how one figures it out :)

is female butterflies in stomach equivalent to erection in males species it just popped up while taking shower after reading this. pls dont take it otherwise it just proves this story has successful influence ;0

controversial,
thank you so much for liking my writing. And I leave it upto you to think what the butterflies stands for. For some it is mere insects with beautiful colourful wings.

yeah i have hard time keeping up with science ( biology) and human interaction at low level seriously! help keep writing tho

Thank you for motivation :) I hope to keep up with the expectations

May be you can put on one of those old time newspaper " हिजो थापाथली बाग्मती पुलमा म संग आंखा जुधाउने, मस्कि मस्कि मुस्काउने, हिस्सी परेको, झ्याप्पै अंगालो हालु जस्तो, ........ भोलि फेरि त्यही ठाउ त्यही समयमा भेट्ने आशामा तिमरी राजकुमारी याम्बरोसिया !

Hahahaha not a bad idea....ahile description pani dinnu parla...asti ko din yo yo thari ko luga jutta lagayeko ani madhur muskan dinney ;)?
aaba chahi dinnai paryo jasto chha hai :D