After the regular formalities, she entered the flight with only one motto, to get as much as sleep she could get in these 4 hours. But that was a distant dream it seems. With the ongoing message chats that were completely directed towards her and forth going trip her friends started their assumptions. In short, it was as if they were writing her love story or life story in their own versions. Everyone has a different notion and they were telling how it will be. She was actually worried because in this rate the pink-red color that has spread across her cheeks was never going to leave till she returns to India. And added to that they want every picture to be sent like a live match going on, she has to actually send them. As much as they irritate her and tease her, they were the bestest friends she could ever get, so that was the least problem.

The flight attendant, a beautiful lady with impeccable dress and tall form, came forward and escorted her to the designated seat. As she saw the seat her face drained all its color and paled. She looked like a ghost with all the whitishness on her face. Concerned the attendant asked her about the problem; to which she received the normal but surprised answer. As a flight attendant she had this experience now and then. The travelers wanted seat that was beside the window to enjoy the view of the skyline and the lower ground as the flight moves up. She assured the girl that she would ask her co-passenger about that and provide her the asked place.

Ecstatic she clapped her hand and threw herself on the seat beside the window and within no time she had her smart phone cum camera on and captured everything that was in the vision of her eyesight. Her diversion regalement came to halt when she noticed some one stood behind her staring. Turning her gaze towards the intruder she put on a scowl to show her displeasure.

As soon as the intruder came into her sight the enforced scowl left her face and her mouth hung low. What are the odds that you see a walking form of Greek God in a plane that too who was actually staring at her? she blinked her eyes and gaped at him in disbelief. There stood a man with features that quite resembled the Greek God but she was not sure of that as she has never seen any Greek God in her life. But the similar features that she used to read in every novel and fantasy book has been on spot at this point while she watched him. His white t-shirt hugged his torso like a second skin enhancing all the washboard abs and the protruding muscles of his hands through the jacket which covered his arms. The black leather jacket contrasted well with the white t-shirt and enhanced his deep black eyes which could drown her into their depths. She could forever cling to his arms. As soon as the thought crossed her brain she gulped inaudibly and turned around to compose herself.

What the hell was she thinking? She cursed her herself chiding her immature brain which found the wrong time to go wayward.

Taking a deep breath, she turned her face towards the man whom she was fantazing till now and raised and eyebrow questioning as she didn't trust her voice. It can betray her. her senses have gone wild with just a stare from the man. she wished he would leave her alone but secretly wished he could stay there for some time.

Why so ?? to let you drool over him. her mind snorted.

She has no retort to that. Yes, she was exactly thinking about that. " Sorry. But that is my seat you are...." He trailed his words as soon as he noticed the realization crossed her beautiful face.

Yes. he thought she was beautiful with her doe eyes and black orbs with held excitement in them. without any ounce of makeup on her face, she looked fresh like a flower and the joyous smile which she was portraying previously brought a jolt to his heart. how was that a smile can be so bewitching? He thought to himself.

" Oh sorry. But can you please adjust in my seat. Actually, I wanted to take pictures of the view and send them to my infuriating friends. They have actually warned me. " she ranted like a sparrow which he watched amusingly. Her eyebrow creased whenever she talked about her friends but eyes glow with a gleam. She must adore her friends very much. He mused silently and nodded his head and settled in the seat beside her.

Her breath caught when he shrugged the jacket form his broad shoulders and placed in his lap. She didn't notice he turned to her while he was admiring him. She came out of her trance when he snapped his fingers moving them in front of her face. " Oh sorry what is it?" she asked trying to control her emotions which have gone crazy.

"I was.... Forget it. Arjun. Mind if I know your name?" his voice velvety making her insides go all mushy and he has placed his right hand to shake. Straighting her form which said all business and with an attitude she said " Sathya. Nice to meet you Arjun."

" SATHYA.ARJUN.. Nice." He repeated their names and it sounded like sathyarjun and she has officially lost herself, her mind flew away and heart hammering loudly against her ribs.

Did he really say that ? she asked the question to herself.