That girl who smokes - I

She walked inside the cafe,smoking a cigarette in a red top and blue jeans!She was more dusky now!I was surprised to see her!It was my first day in my native after three years,I knew her during my tuition class days!I once asked her name,and she ridiculed me.In my three years in Bangalore,I was looking for a gal just like her and was surprised to see her on my first day back!I walked past her,she did not notice me at all,she looked a little drunk!I was not disappointed!I was not happy!I'm now married to being single and my hopes and fears are now different!That urge to walk with someone cool in my teenage has passed.Someone like Avirl Lavigne I used tell it to my school mates,Dark Avril,one school mate used to call her!Dusky evenings in deserted coffee pubs in Bangalore with happy and 'white gals'!Vodka,Fags,Joints!I fell in love with a few there! Finally I got bored with the blue lamps!Hotel rooms and blankets!I came back today morning!Came back to my home!To see her again,see her smoke again!Now a dusky lost gal,a little drunk,a little more old!This time I did not ask her name!I just walked past her!! - kris