i can't forget that face

I started to climb the stairs languidly and as I entered the hall , I saw her sitting demurely at the corner table all by herself. The first thing that came to my mind on seeing her was the word ‘beautiful’. The image when I saw her for the first time still persists in my mind. She had donned a black salwar kameez with her hair falling loose and was reading the novel “love story” by Eric Segal. I remember reading it in one of my train journeys –it was about a couple and their love for which they struggle and in the end the girl dies. It was tragic but lovely.
I was so impressed by her that I thought, I would approach her but just then I came back to my senses. The ground reality is that I am very bad in talking with girls. I have never been comfortable with them as a result of which I hesitated talking to them. I am one of those unique species that God has created who have some innate quality of being dumb when it comes to interacting with the opposite sex. At first, I couldn’t adjust to the fact but as I grew up I realized that I was one among many. So I thanked God for at least creating so many people with the same quality besides me.
I prudently went and sat at the table beside hers and ordered for a coffee. I couldn’t stop glancing at her pleasant face. A strange feeling came to my mind as I glanced at her face which was partially hidden by her book. I thought that if she could fit into my life. Just then she kept the book on the table and started glancing at her watch. I thought that she might be waiting for someone.
As she was moving her eyes around the hall, I looked down because I felt unpleasant of the thought of being found staring at her. Just then I felt her gazing at me for quiet sometime. I was not sure about it but felt hesitant to look directly at her. So I moved my eyes around to her face.
Her eyes were gleaming and the look penetrated straight into my heart. On top of that she gave a smile. For a moment I could not figure out what was that for. She then said “it’s very rainy outside!”
I couldn’t believe she was talking to me.