So, welcome everyone today in the 3rd episode of Penguin's Tale.
In last episode if you remember in the 3rd stage I didn't mentioned much about that one precious girl, a girl who was most favorite of everyone. In fact a girl who's inspiration of these tales.
Even million words of dictionary fail to write about her existence there are mere couple of words...
So, in this tale, you will witness the journey of the same girl, how I met her, and how a stranger you meet by accident can become an integral and most important part of your life.
It was the month of mid-March or April IDK.
First time I was invited to my 4th floor office, C-404.
Who knows, that's going to change my life forever...
At that time I used to watch Sherlock Holmes, and I was so much into it, so whenever I visited any place, at one glance, I just scanned the whole place—all people, their activities, and many more tiny details.
I just had to meet my manager, and the moment came when I opened the door. What I've seen is a cute girl with a green Indian top looking into her PC and tying her hair and lost in her work. Like, how should I write this content??
(She's contents writer that I know quite later😂😂)
But what I saw was her multitasking skill.
With one hand holding her hair and the second hand tying up the buckle . Eyes were on screen and lips were reading the content. Suddenly she thought someone came, so she diverted her eye from the screen to that person, but I had already seen her and didn't want to make eye contact with her, so I changed my sight, and so did that girl. She went back to her work.
She kept her pen and diary open to write something. It seems like they were her work companions, and the way different colors she was having, it seems like a rainbow has come to the office.
The moment she again looked back to the screen, I noticed her from a side look.
It seems like she was busy or, to be specific, confused about what she had to write... so that pen and diary who was open for so long...finally she gave justice to her...as she was ready with her new look, she started writing in her diary, and that I passed away with a mere smile on his face. That smile was founding a precious treasure in life. I didn't know my this thought witness by universe and never ever dream that in near future this precious will become integral part of life and torture me and beat me too, who'll be the boss lady and scold me one way or another without reason.
(haan haan maloom hai chal ab bolegi kam tere aese the, don't smirk You Idiot! 😂😂)
That day I didn't only witness an ordinary employee; I witnessed the simplest but the most elegant doll. Well later on I realized she's not barbie doll she's an Annabelle 🤭🤭
Proper Indian wears, innocent eyes, long hair which she tied up very well...which adores her innocent nature on a deep level...
The way she looked was mysterious. I really wanted to read her eyes, but it was so quick that I couldn't.
She was simply a soul so complicated that no one could read her thoughts or emotions. To glimpse into her mind, it seemed, required either the rarest privilege or a closeness only she could grant. Once she grants it would be so easy to read like your favorite novel, you read it with pleasure and each time it gives you an roller coaster ride of emotions.
When I was about to complete my work, I really prayed in my mind that I couldn't make eye contact with her because I really wanted to read her eyes. I just couldn't resist sinking down in that ocean of profound preciousness, but unfortunately it did happen again. She looked, I might be afraid, and I looked away, but I was happy too because I had seen from my side that whatever confusion she had, it was resolved because now there was a smile on her face. Maybe she has seen good memes too, but her smile was like the cherry on top of that perfect outfit. Now she was looking perfect.
On that day that I have seen the definition of simplicity—no make-up, no fancy outfits, a pure decent look with natural add-ons.
A simple and elegant sunshine.
Weather it was a dream or reality While leaving the office, I looked back to confirm that I wasn't watching the dream, and yes, he wasn't, and I was thankful that girl didn't notice that I looked back.
So while leaving the office, I prayed again for her happiness, when I was leaving, seeing that smile on her face was just literally worth it.
I had seen her previously as well, a few months ago when she came to the first floor once at that time, but from the backside only. I thought there was a random person or may be HR, but height was short and I didn't see the face, so it may be any fresher or whatever, but from her voice and politeness, she sounded like a little bit of a mature person.
So I prayed if she are from this office she will enjoy her job and be happiest like at that time I was...
And finally that day when I witnessed her... I realized my life is a circle and my journey has reached its end... and this time prayer was a little bit longer...
That time I deeply wished, please, please, please, I could be a friend with her. She was a height of innocence, plus she was giving kind of hell lot of positive vibes too.
Kinda like her one glace will gift you calm in your chaos...
It may be magic of her eyes or vibes of her presence... I couldn't decide at that time and I couldn't decide till now...
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So you can see how magical witch she's, she has made a spell on me and how can I write a few minute's incident with these much words and this is just a moment in next episode you probably witness what will happen when this kind of precious people becomes part of your life than how you and your life will become blossomed flower too.
Next Episode: Tale: 4: The Girl, Part 2: A Journey From Stranger to Precious
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