The guy was handsome!!!
Let me put it this way, he was not the average Hindi serial type handsome. He was Hollywood films type handsome. His chiseled jaw could give Brad Pitt a run for his money. And his demeanor resembled Justin Trudeau. He was as suave as George Clooney. I hope by now you have got a hang of things, or do I give more comparisons?
Obviously, I was gaping at him. If someone had captured the moment in ‘Tom and Jerry’ style cinematography then they could have shown two red hearts popping out of my eyes and my heart throbbing in and out of my chest like a cuckoo alarm clock.
He turned around and looked at me.
Did he smile?
He did not smile exactly but displayed a “hashi hashi mukh” as we Bengalis would put it, which means a face that is in a dilemma of ‘to smile or not to smile’. That smiley face exhibited the dimple he had on his left cheek. My heart started throbbing faster. The guy now flipped his hair with his fingers and I was feeling my heart in my throat. I could almost hear music from Karan Johar’s movie playing behind.
Then, I composed myself. I was on a mission and this guy was no less than a honey-trap. I have to remain focused on my target object or else I would lose it. I cannot afford that. This guy was surely using his charm to divert my attention from the object. I should not get distracted by his dimple. The country was going on a lockdown in four hours and I desperately needed this.
He moved closer towards the object that was sitting lonely on a shelf inside the grocery store. He took out his hand from the pocket to grab it. I did not waste any more time and in a blink ran and put my hand on it. The shampoo bottle was now in my firm grip.
The guy looked at me disheartened. He even tried a puppy face but nothing could shake me. I was not going to let go of the shampoo bottle. I have long hair and obviously needed shampooing it more than this guy. I was not feeling any guilt. Mission Accomplished!!