The Eleven Balloons!!

I was busy reading my novel when Ritu suddenly interrupted me.

"Again you started reading your book, cant you get some time to talk to your wife, you and your books are just too much". her stern voice commanded an explanation from me.

 Ritu and I were married just few months back and were on our way to visit her maternal relatives for some ritual where in we have to visit for lunch. In first place I was tired of attending these ritual from past couple of weeks and secondly the place we were going was some where in a remote place from Chiplun. And too worsen my woes I had to travel from the state transport bus, thanks to the breakdown of my beloved car. I was already pissed with the too comfortable ride that I was taking from last 30 minutes and hence to divert my mind preferred reading my favorite novel.

Diary of a Terrorist

Things had calm down after the intense firing between my team and the two terrorist that had stormed the terminus 20 minutes back, as I entered all that I witnessed was people lying dead in pool of blood, the count would be in 100's was my approximate assessment. In the cross firing we had shot down the two terrorist who were responsible for this dismay. When I reached near one of those dead insurgent I saw him lying with  a small diary in his left hand and a pen in another, he seemed in his early 20's wearing a fancy T-shirt and cargo. Later when I analyzed that day book I found out it was his diary where in he had written the detailed description of his daily activities. As I opened the first page, it read.........
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LA BEAUTIFUL EYES

YEAR 2008:

Yesterday on my way back home after a tiring day from work I reached Dadar station at around 6:30 pm and was getting ready for the battle to get in the coming train [anyone traveling at that time knows it well what I mean] fortunately I could comfortably sneak in and then I realized that it was a Saturday [as most of offices are closed on that day its not that crowded], then as a habit I got in the compartment that is adjoined to ladies 1-class [well known as video coach too!! No prize for guessing..]; so there I was trying to make my way so that I can see some pretty faces which has been rare after becoming a mechanical engineer and now it has gotten even worst as I work for a construction company.

I was standing there listening to my music as usual; when suddenly I saw a pretty face on the other side; but something was quite unusual about that face, well somewhere I knew that face...wait did I?? and suddenly that girl gave a gaze at me and our eyes meet and there was I completely stunned...yes I knew this girl..........