Stranger on my screen !!!

Ever wondered how a person can get acquainted with a stranger on the net and start liking the person? ever wondered how one can fall in love with a photograph of a person and be ready to take an arduous journey just to meet that someone? Well with the advent of internet such incidents became a lot more common, not that they were unheard of before but it seemed unacceptable to people and society at large. I too never gave it much of a thought, until I met a few such people who have a kind of magnetism and attraction that without knowing about them one gets attracted to them, though not physically always. If someone had told me this a little before I wouldn't have believed the person and would have thought that the person has some ulterior motive, but when I got into such a situation I behaved just the way others behaved.
The first one is Sara, and the next one is the Doe eyed gal. Sara is from a totally different society very rigid and orthodox. Her case later,let me speak of the other lady, I do not take her name for a simple reason that I do not want to divulge it.........so its clear that i do not entertain questions about her. The first time I saw her she was standing outside the door of her balcony, her shoulder length hair forming the silhouette against the bright outside the big eyes hidden in the shadow and her lips sealed in a quaint smile, giving all the looks of a snob. It would have been a look and move affair had I not felt obliged to take a good look at her again, and this time I did take good notice of the eyes.............. and I felt the urge to break the ice between us. By the going, it wasnt jus a lil ice but an ocean of ice between us. She hadn't heard of me and Me too hadn't seen or met her earlier. Nonetheless, I wished to know more or this mysterious lady............jus to make myslef sure that the snob looking gal wasn't one! It was more of how much I could know at first glance than a need to be known to her. The anonymity was my best tool and my worst weakness. The best I could do was ask her and be pushed away, but I knew if asked with a fair amount of modesty mixed with a lil anxiety and to it if I could add a little panache she would surely respond. But, why would I need a response? jus to check my own credentials? then after that? Would she be long forgotten? I knew if it had to be this way then I rather not go ahead with my exercise. I waited to know her a little more, got to get around in her friend circle and found her to be a silent mover......maybe an observer. As much as I knew of her I got drawn towards her, not romantically although. There are people who send the good vibes, who seem to be always encouraging without a word, without ever helping you, she seemed to be one of those kinds. And then one day I saw her again, this time I could look into those big eyes, gleaming as though they were the biggest diamonds around. The crystal clear eyes seemed to be made of a hundred lovely moments, so strong that they had endeavored and won over too many floods of tears, so lively that they could enthrall a crowd, and so very expressive that even a smile could be seen in them if not on the lips, the flecks could dance without a tune and the eyelids could flutter as swiftly as the wings of a butterfly. The eyes had done to my thoughts that the whole picture of her could not do.
I knew that instant, if someones eyes could be so invigorating, so very encouraging so much heartening how warm can the person be? What can the person in person be! Today as I interact with her I know what I would have lost by not paying attention to those eyes hidden in the shadows........................ by assuming something that was untrue, of the lovely facts that were privy to my eyes.
Some joys in life are felt not just by assuming things but by exploring into.

signing off for today !!!