I was riding my orange vespa(yeah orange! I know my taste was different) ,wearing leather gloves not to let my hands freeze to the winter breeze, earphones snuggly fitting my ears,a scarf not to allow even a single strand of hair out of it due to fresh air, sorry polluted air that was trying hard to force them out and not forgetting a black helmet with a white design over it.

I stopped in the traffic as the signal showed its danger colour,then turned my wrist to realise it was 5 past 6 in the evening. I wasn't irritated due to the traffic as I was listening to my favourite song. Just then a royal Enfield desert storm(sand brown colour) stopped beside my orange vespa. And I could hear my favourite song with double the volume. I turned my head to the sound and saw someone listening to the same channel as I was, on the radio, but with the speaker on.

I angled my head to look at his face but heard horns threatening me to get ahead as fast as I could as the signal turned green.

Aawww! I missed Enfield. Then I stopped in front of a big restaurant, surprised to see the Enfield I carefully placed my vespa in company of the Enfield. Removed my helmet and scarf, slightly combed my hair with my fingers and had a look of myself in the mirror.

I was pretty with a white ripped jeans from below knee to ankle, which didn't show my skin through it and a peach v neck and full sleeves t-shirt.Complimenting myself I stopped realising I never bought this dress. "Oh damnit!! It's a dream."

With a hope of continuing my dream, I wrapped myself in my blanket not to allow even a centimetre square area outside it. Yeah I continued my dream. I enquired something with the manager and he showed me a table, which were having 2 chairs already occupied by one person.

He was sitting facing the wall with an empty chair infront of him. He was busy looking at his phone. I walked to that place, I was feeling nervous, with a sigh I dared to step forward and saw a tiny mole on his right side of his neck. As I succeeded walking past him I realised he was seeing a picture. "My god! That's me."

With my sudden move, he got startled. I was about to look at his face , at the right time my enthusiastic alarm which was very eager to disturb my dream, rang at its louddddest sound.

The end...
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