This Christmas???

PART - I

She had a twinkle in her eyes.. like the twinkle of the stars she loved staring at.. her motto in life was to lover never to be loved.. to give never to receive.. but she wanted love.. she was a hopelessly romantic and hopeless dreamer.. a dreamer who dreamt of the perfect fairytale in her life.. just like the ones she had read as she grew up...

it was the season of Christmas.. and she loved it.. she loved everything about it.. it was the season of sharing, caring and joy.. the time she decorated her room.. Put up a sock on the window hoping Santa would reward her for being a good girl the whole year through (that never did happen.. but she never gave up)... the Christmas tree and everything it signified..

she loved going to the Church.. her simple way of finding solace and serenity...

and habitual as it had become.. one day on the way out of the Church she stopped at the door and turned to look at the Cross.. when she turned back she saw him...with beautiful flowers in his hands and their eyes locked (it was like a scene right out of a masala Bollywood movie). He looked up with a smirky smile.. and instinctively she did too... Shocked she was to see a mistletoe there..

to be contd...