It was just a normal day. We were all having breakfast at work when someone mentioned his name. Right away, I felt curious—it was the same question I had in mind. Where is he today? Why isn’t he here? But I didn’t ask. I hesitated. I didn’t want anyone to notice that I had been quietly looking for him.
A colleague answered, “He’s not coming today.” I felt disappointed, as if the day had suddenly lost its spark. But I didn’t show it. Instead, I went to my desk, picked up a stack of files, and got to work.
Half an hour later, I stopped. My mind had wandered. I stared at the papers, but I just didn’t feel like writing. Maybe I was tired. Or maybe… I just wasn’t motivated... l Lost in my thoughts... Maybe I wasn’t thinking about him exactly. I might have been thinking of something else, or perhaps I was healing from something. I'm unable to figure out what's bothering me...just closed my eyes for a second..
Then, all of a sudden, the door opened without a knock. He walked in confidently, with all the liberty ..as if he belonged there. A middle-aged man with grey hair, wearing black trousers and a crisp white shirt, with a smile that was just perfect. ..A light-grown mustache and beard—just a day's growth—added to his charm, making him look even more manly.
He pulled up a chair, sat next to me, and said, “I was on leave today, but I canceled it.” His words brought an instant smile to my face and lifted my energy.
Just seeing him gives me butterflies, like a teenager experiencing their first crush. It’s that unexplainable excitement, the kind that makes my heart race .. No matter how composed I try to be, his presence always stirs something in me.
We all went back to work, and after seeing him, I found myself working with renewed energy.
That day, he offered to drop me off in his car—and spending two and a half hours on the drive with him was just the perfect bonus.
Sensing my hesitation to talk in the car, he effortlessly picked up on it and started saying exactly what was on my mind. Just as we were about to reach home, he smiled and said…
“Having a crush and feeling happy about it, even at this age, isn’t wrong—as long as it’s harmless and keeps you motivated,” he said as he got into his car, ending the conversation.
Maybe it’s nothing, or maybe it’s everything. But in those silent glances, emotions speak louder than words ever could.!!
Cheers!!
A colleague answered, “He’s not coming today.” I felt disappointed, as if the day had suddenly lost its spark. But I didn’t show it. Instead, I went to my desk, picked up a stack of files, and got to work.
Half an hour later, I stopped. My mind had wandered. I stared at the papers, but I just didn’t feel like writing. Maybe I was tired. Or maybe… I just wasn’t motivated... l Lost in my thoughts... Maybe I wasn’t thinking about him exactly. I might have been thinking of something else, or perhaps I was healing from something. I'm unable to figure out what's bothering me...just closed my eyes for a second..
Then, all of a sudden, the door opened without a knock. He walked in confidently, with all the liberty ..as if he belonged there. A middle-aged man with grey hair, wearing black trousers and a crisp white shirt, with a smile that was just perfect. ..A light-grown mustache and beard—just a day's growth—added to his charm, making him look even more manly.
He pulled up a chair, sat next to me, and said, “I was on leave today, but I canceled it.” His words brought an instant smile to my face and lifted my energy.
Just seeing him gives me butterflies, like a teenager experiencing their first crush. It’s that unexplainable excitement, the kind that makes my heart race .. No matter how composed I try to be, his presence always stirs something in me.
We all went back to work, and after seeing him, I found myself working with renewed energy.
That day, he offered to drop me off in his car—and spending two and a half hours on the drive with him was just the perfect bonus.
Sensing my hesitation to talk in the car, he effortlessly picked up on it and started saying exactly what was on my mind. Just as we were about to reach home, he smiled and said…
“Having a crush and feeling happy about it, even at this age, isn’t wrong—as long as it’s harmless and keeps you motivated,” he said as he got into his car, ending the conversation.
Maybe it’s nothing, or maybe it’s everything. But in those silent glances, emotions speak louder than words ever could.!!
Cheers!!
