Unsaid Wishes : Day#18/30

A hot summer afternoon, and how he would love to plonk down on the squishy sofa, a tall bottle of lemon or kokam sherbet by his side, a dish of wafers/popcorn to munch, the AC set to full blast, curtains drawn to put out the harsh sun, and flick the TV remote to his favourite super hero movie.
The scrawny teenager smiled at that image in his mind.
"Someday...." he thought to himself, tuck the address list in his pocket, hung the big brown bag on the handle, mounted his cycle and started on his rounds of grocery delivery...
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She saw kids come with their parents every weekend, sometimes they thronged on weekdays also...especially now that the school holidays had begun.
She saw her own little Radha in every small girl who tried on pretty frocks and tops. She imagined the joy on Radha's face when she would bring her to the store and try that new green dress or that latest orange kurta that they had put on the statue kid...perhaps she could also get her those colourful rubber like slippers with holes on the top...'Crocs' she thought they were called...
"Someday..." she thought to herself and went back to scanning the tags and telling the people that only three garments at a time were allowed into the trial rooms...
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He climbed the stairs down the bridge hastily, hoping to get a glimpse of her. A fleeting glance and they smiled at each other. The jostling crowd, the April heat, the impending work deadline, the landlord's threats to end their contract if he didn't agree to the increased rent, all went out of his head for that one single moment. He smiled goofily. He wanted to talk to her, ask her - her name, who she was, where she worked, books she read, films she liked, food she loved, her family, her world...but never ventured to say a hello ever.
"Someday..." he thought as he saw the train chug into the platform and plunged into the sea of multitudes waiting to board the second class compartment...
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She saw the shiny brochures and the colourful life each of the destinations offered. She smiled thinking of the fun they would have on top of the Eiffel, and while taking a camel ride for the pyramids, standing and gazing at the Niagara and walking along the Great Wall of China on a moonlit night.
Clicking pictures of cherry blossoms in Japan, or Tulips in Holland. Going on cruises along the Nile, deep sea diving amongst the corals in NewZealand.
"Someday..." she smiled and answered the next enquiry call to help plan a vacation for some starry eyed tourist...
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