An uncomfortable helper

This is a short story which I once read in a Hindi Newspaper. I have translated it my best possible way. It is a sweet story and I liked such end because that's what can really happen, not like meeting thing as in Hindi movies. :P .. so here it starts...

Although it was 3 o’clock in the day but there was no ray of sunlight. Clouds had covered sun in such a way that it seemed to be night. The pouring water had jammed the traffic, and people had taken shelter under their nearby stops, bridges etc. Sheena had to get out of mall but inclement weather had compelled her to take succor at exit gate of the building only, which had a roof to protect at least a head count of fifty. It was the first rain of the season hence no one was prepared with umbrellas and rain coats. Sheena had just come out after replacing an e-gadget part from a shop in mall and was in no mood to enjoy the rain. She didn’t have any hurry to reach her destination that’s why she patiently waited in that herd of refugees under the ceiling.

Suddenly she noticed a guy who was standing in that crowd who had his notice on Sheena more than any other thing. Initially she ignored and started looking in the other direction but the body doesn’t allow you to keep your neck at a fixed angle for a long time, also she wanted to see that if the guy is still looking at her or not. Just as she looked again through the peripherals of her eyes, she saw that he was looking continuously in her direction. Sheena felt a little uncomfortable and she moved away from that place. 

It could be easily seen that it wasn’t a short term rain that’s why the guards requested people that those who don’t have any urgent business may move inside so that the gathering may get dispersed and leave some space at the gate for other activities. It wasn’t one of those huge malls and just had 2-3 exits. Sheena, with the idle ones who were willing to wait; moved inside the mall and found another place to stay low for probably for next half an hour. But then she observed that her place might get changed but still that same guy was near her and his prime focus was still Sheena.

This time she scanned him for a little longer. He was just another guy in his mid twenties. He was wearing formals; spectacles on his face gave him a perfect office look. His shoes were not dirty and his clothes were dry which meant that he was also in a similar condition as of Sheena i.e. waiting to get out. 

But why had he riveted his direction of eyes towards Sheena. She didn’t recognize him. He was not with her in school, college, coaching, job or anywhere else. She wasn’t much disturbed with the thing that she couldn’t recall his face but his continuous gazing did disturb her.

“One or two glances were fine, but why is he staring like this. Hasn’t he seen a girl before? Or I resemble to his favorite dish which he will consume at once if got the chance” thought Sheena.  

She was walking by the place and just at that time she saw a showroom for women apparels. It had sarees, suits. Sheena had to buy one or two for coming events. Few hanging dresses caught her attraction and she decided to pass the time there. While she was checking out few clothes, she found one which was really good. She instantly started looking it over and looked into the mirror just by trying it on casually. And then she saw him again, in fact his reflection in mirror. He was just few meters away beholding her. This time Sheena got really angry, he had crossed the limit, she was in a mood to just go and shout on his face that “What is the matter with you??”

But before anything could happen, they got a eye contact and with the opposite to Sheena’s proactive thought, the guy himself came close to him and said in an apologetic voice, “ I am sorry for staring, but you resemble a lot to my fiancé. I have come to this city for the first time to meet her, I don’t know anyone here and my mom had said that I should get some gift for her, something like saree. As I am not coming directly from my hometown I had to purchase it here on my own, you know how it is like in arranged marriages.”

Sheena couldn’t find any words to reply so she just remained silent. And then he said, “I am sorry to bother you but I have been searching this place since last 1 hour and I couldn’t decide what I should take because I have never done any women apparel’s shopping before. Do you like this saree? Because I think if you do, then she might also like it.”

Anger had vanished and a blushed smile came on Sheena’s face. And with an embarrassing voice she said “Yes, I like it. It is a really good one”.