I just couldn't risk it

The damsel glanced at me with those angelic eyes – eyes so radiant, so full of life, energy, vigour and desire- yes, I can see the desire in her eyes, the desire not to be alone in this world, the desire to have somebody special beside her- at all times- somebody apart from those four girls she was chatting with at the coffee table. Yes, I want be the answer to those desires, the culmination of her dreams. I keep admiring her, staring at her- hoping that she would somehow read my mind- hoping that that simple, innocent girl behind that oh-so-pretty sky blue and green salwar kurta, would see in me the missing piece of puzzle in her life. I had admired her since the first time I had seen her at my office when she ran past me draped in a lab coat and face mask- the only visible part of her, her eyes- ohh!! Those eyes!!!..Those blue, enchanting, dreamy eyes………

…..oh wait!!! She’s coming towards me- what should I do now????
No, running is not an option, I just can’t run away from her, can I? I sit there idle, picking up each and every detail of her as she moves towards me- her pretty smile- a smile that can easily drown all the negativities and depressions of the world around her; her teeth so white they could put all brands of toothpaste to shame; her walk so elegant and beautiful you could easily imagine an angel gliding across the skies-

And she stops right in front of me- the smile still on her cherry-red lips, and suddenly I notice all the people in the cafeteria have gathered around me, they are closing in on me- I have no idea why, I am scared. I want to run. I turn towards her. The smile on her lips ain’t pretty any more- its turned into a devilish grin, the grin of a hunter when he sees his prey in front of him struggling for survival. Suddenly two red horns emanate from her head, she blows off steam from all over her face .She swings her right hand backwards, it sweeps down upon me with full force, there’s a thunder…….

I wake up. I switch on the lights. I look into the mirror. I look okay. THANK GOD.
Next morning as I enter the cafeteria, she comes and sits right beside me. My hands start shaking, so violently, that I drop the cup of tea down onto the floor. I walk away- still trembling…There is a very fine line between dreams and reality, I had once heard.. I just couldn’t be slapped you see..I just couldn’t risk it.