Past & Present

What she saw at the reception took her down to her memory lane 12 years ago. His face looked familiar until he grinned. "Oh.My.God!" She remembered him instantly and returned that grin with a faint smile forced between her lips.

'Hi Myara' A nicknamed she has not heard for such a long time. He extended his hand, still smiling.

'Hi Raz' she said, while she took his hands weakly into hers. 'What are you doing here?'

'Oh just some business with Mr X. So, how are you now?' He looked at her studying every inch of her body from top to bottom.

That look made her unconfortable. She felt as if she was going through an x-ray machine and being undressed piece by piece.

'Good. Married with 4 kids' Pretended that she was not affected by that deep, inquistive gaze. 'You?'

'Yeah. Me too. I mean married, but no kids yet. 4 kids? Wow! Never thought you would settled down.. finally. Anyway, this is my card'

He passed her a white business card printed on a not-so-good-quality paper, while she exchanged it with hers.

'Keep in touch!' He passed a quick remark before walking towards Mr. X. His meeting would be starting soon, she guessed.

It was not so long after that before she received a text messaging from an unfamiliar mobile number.

'Hi Myara. Glad I finally found you! Would you accompany me for a cup coffee later after work for old time sake?' Raz.

Myara's heartbeat stopped for a second. It took her quite some time before she managed to type the words:

'Hi. Yes. A surprise indeed, but no thank you. What happened in the past belongs then. I do not wish to bring it back. Let it be, Raz.The past is the past. I have a peacefull life at present and do not wish to create unnecessary chaos'

Suddenly the pain that she had buried back to her mind came flashing in... but this time, she felt ultimate satisfaction as she press ' send' ... revenge is sweet, at times, and she smiled.

Chapter One - The Beginning

It was a quiet Monday morning.

No one was at the office yet. Mia had just switched on the air-conditioning. The smell of the stale carpet fills in the air. It would take some time before the air-conditioner pumped in some fresh air and cools down this 20 year-old building.

Suddenly out of the silence, sounds of footsteps rumbling from the front door towards her cubicle. A 5’4” slim tall lady wearing a grey collared shirt and a pair of black pants rushing with an emergency- red- alert face searching for her good friend.

“Mia!” She stopped. She was panting, trying to catch her breath.

“Hey, cool down my friend. What happen?”

“Have you met him?”

“Who? ”

“The new Head of Sales. Oh. My. God! He has this look that could make you fall on your knees okay!”

“Every guy in this company would be able to do THAT to you Anna.” I smiled at her, a single 34 year old System Engineer.

She pulled down her shirt with a defensive look and about to justify her statement.“Huh! You shall wait till you see him! You know he is ..”

Suddenly she stopped.

An elderly bald man stepped in.“Err .. Morning Mr. Zachary ” Anna said sheepishly and quickly pacing her way out.

“Morning girls, Mia, have you greeted our Head of Sales, Henry Burton? He is waiting for his contract.”

“O yaa, ya, yes... err I am about to see him.”

“Hmm….” There was a sound of unpleasantness in his voice. He walked into his room and quietly unpacked his document bag.

"Oh dear. Another management level staff has joined in, hopefully not another big headed guy".

Curiosity was mounting up. “Is this Henry as dropped-dead-gorgeous as Anna claimed to be?”Anxiously, she paced her steps towards his room, with his contract in her hand. With the blinds wide opened, the morning sun glares into the room, giving it a sense of life. Yes, after so long this room was finally occupied.

A well-built, broad shoulder man, smartly dressed in a white shirt and blue silk tie, was sitting at his desk wearing a pair of glasses reading a document. The sunlight glare did seemed to distract him, he looked intensed. That must be him!

“Morning, Mr. Burton” she said.

He looked up at her. “Yes?” His front dark hair sweeps slightly across his face.

At that very moment, her heart beat stopped, and blood rushed up to her head. She was numb and for awhile she felt as if she was charmed by a magical spell. Behind those glasses was a pair of charming, glittering eyes.

“God! Anna was right! He was so absolutely breathtakingly stunning!”

And Mia found her soul floating on the thin air as the story of her fairy tale began.

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Life is a Fairy Tale

Life is not a fairy-tale, some does say.

But to some, fairy tale does happen. A girl meets a boy, who captured her heart in his special ways.

Who creates an orchestra of joyful songs in her mind everytime she sees a glimpse of him, who without fail giving her goosebumps just by being there.

And the same goes to the boy, who in return makes all the effort to show that he is worthy of her love.

And with that -- they finaly found their soul-mate, for life, until death do them part ... (for some ..)

But to the rest of the human kind, it took nearly a life-time to find their fairy-tale, and in that search, loneliness occupied their heart. And in the desparation to fill in the emptiness, one began to compromise, without them realizing, that they were lying to themselves.

Many had fallen into this trap, but there are still survivors, persistant in finding the ONE.

To my friends E & L, don't put up the white flag yet. They are out there somewhere ...