Two Worlds

One fine evening, it was dark as night due to heavy clouds. The condition looked as if it is going to rain heavenly, the clouds were waiting for someone to cross some street.

I was in my room, and all of a sudden power was gone, it started raining and somebody knocked my door. I opened the door as slowly as possible, until I saw who is it and after seeing, everything stopped, opening of door, rain, my heart beat, everything. She was there, the girl, with whom I feel like I am the luckiest man in this world. I kept watching her, half hanging with the half opened door, after few seconds passed, I came back and sat, I said nothing, I couldn't say anything. She entered, I lit the candle, as it was getting darker, she started talking, explaining how she came. I went to the music system and played one romantic song. I offered my hand to dance with me, and we started dancing, her hands on my shoulder, my hands on her waist, legs were doing all the dancing thing, one step left one step right, with all tenderness. She was looking more beautiful, with the romantic orange light coming from candle and blue light from window coming all the way from the evening sun passing through the monstrous clouds, both giving nice shade to her face. I felt like, now I don't want anything from my life.

Somebody knocked the door again. My eyes opened. I saw no one in my room, innocent morning white light, disturbing me unintentionally, was all over in it.

I closed my eyes again, and there was she, with same all romantic environment. I asked her, "Are you real?". She replied "ofcourse I am". I begun dancing again. I was feeling it real, but in my mind I was putting all logic.
How can she come to my place, when she doesn't even know where I live.
How can I play music when there is no power.

Then I opened my eyes,saw everything in my room, then closed it again. She was still there. It wasn't feeling like opening and closing of eyes, but like OPENING eyes in real and dream world consecutively. With closed eyes I took off from bed, and in my dream I was still talking with her. I said "Please do come in the real world too". I kept my eyes close so that I can see her as long as possible. I went to door, then to bathroom, I was in two worlds at the same time. Then when I washed my face, she was gone.

Since then whenever I see her, I feel happy as well as sad. Happy, because I feel lucky to have a look at her. Sad, because, the moment I see her I think that, as she is in front of me, it can be nothing but a dream.