The Journalist

She was waiting for him---the journalist.
In her teen
it was the first time
she would be seeing a real one
outside the TV.

A medium statured guy with beard
arrived in the evening.
He was supposed to catch a flight next morning
And therefore, decided to spend the night in their house.

In her teen
She always wanted to be a journalist
and constantly dreamed about
going to the field, collecting evidence, and exposing crimes.
So, when she received a chance to meet a real journalist
She was super-excited.

Within a short span of time
He became her hero
and both of them became engrossed in discussions.

By the nightfall, she stood on the balcony
keeping her head on his shoulder.
Both of them looked at the darkness
and the twinkling stars;
They were still engrossed---talking intermittently.


Kolkata, India