Monday Blues

Eeeyew!Its a Monday and I’m back to fill you in with that touching information. I don’t really like Mondays, what with waking up early and being in the weekend mood.
Anyway, first things first.Let’s continue our chat about our very own Lazarus.
Heehe…I can’t help chuckling each time I think of him.
Alright ,alright back to the presence.Today I’m going to talk about my first meeting ever with Lazarus.
It was on a Thursday. I was enjoying my lunchbreak alone in the office.My two coworkers had gone out to grab a bite.I had told them that I wasn’t feeling like eating. I don’t know if they believed me or not.Because the truth is I did not have a penny to buy lunch.
I was just sitting thinking tender thoughts of home.Suddenly, I had that feeling that someone is watching me intensely. I slowly raised my head and all my goodness… I was looking straight in the eyes of the most captivating human male I have ever seen.My heart rose from its place and settled on my throat.
He was of medium height with slightly broad shoulders. His eyes were of an intense brown,portraying a sign of intelligence underneath them.It was the kind of eyes in which one could easily lose themselves.
His face was handsome and he had a complexion to die for. His lips were slightly parted revealing a set of perfect white teeth.
He was putting on a black sports jacket with the words PORTUGAL boldly printed. All this while our eyes were interlocked.
Without a word,he bolted into my office.
He greeted me and I could see that he was not at ease with himself.
“I’m sorry for coming into your office like that but I just had to”,he began.
“What can I do for you?”,I asked politely.
“Can I have your phone number?”He said, in a voice which sounded like the calm breeze before a storm.
“Who are you?”,I said with a deep frown on my face.
“Oh pardon my manners,my name is Lazarus and I work in the next building.I was just passing by eeh uuhm and then I saw you uuhm and I thought I should just come in and find out who this beautiful lady is .Sorry..”
I could not help smiling. He was looking so sincere and that very moment he touched my heart for good.
“I’m Melanie and I work here”,I replied calmly although my heart was beating so fast as if I was falling down mountain Kilimanjaro.
He once again asked for my number and I quickly gave him at the same time trying so hard not to appear over eager.

So this is how I met Lazarus,, the man who was to hold a part of me.The man who was to change the way I think and behave by a long shot.

to be continued


The woman before the rock

So i got into a commuter omnibus sometime last night on my way home from a day’s work.The bus was full of people retiring home from various duties.A discussion soon ensued concerning the education system in the country.People were talking about the heydays and how their teachers used to treat them.The guy sitting next to me was the most vocal.The whole conversation was making me feel nostalgic so i decided to focus on the sweet perfume that was waffling from the guy next to me.The smell was affecting me so much to such an extent that i closed my eyes to fully comprehend.I was wondering why that particular deoderant was affecting me that much.Then i remembered ..The truth hit me so hard such that my eyes flew open.

How could i forget that smell?How could i ever?It belonged to a certain someone whom i will call uuuhm eeh Lazarus.Yes!!Perfecto.

This Lazarus is the one who wore this kind of perfume.He was one of his own kind.As unique as the Prince of Persia…and as unpredictable as Calamity Jane .

As the omnibus drew to a halt on my busstop.,my head was now filled with thoughts of this my Lazarus.I quickly disembarked and proceeded to my home with a heavy heart.

To be continued…

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