My Darling Wears White

Usually my day used to start with a cup of tea and a broad smile on face. But now the scene is a little different as some some changes got included into the regular schedule. While previously I was only meant to be reading books, eating, writing, eating, studying, eating and sleeping, the present scenario has a drastic change in it which I never wanted. [Exactly. Never!]

Now my current schedule includes a long wait, random mood swings, eating, reading, writing, working, eating and staying awake like an owl. So the happily insomniac turned into an impatient soul who waits for hours to get a call and ends up being grumpier. But that grumpiness disappears the moment I fall asleep. 

So, that was just another day which arrived in the shiniest attire to wake up the world with a blissful sunrise. My last night's wait finally ended with the sunrise when I fell asleep. The alarm clock was about to kick me out of my bed and tada! It started ringing. Now I have this serious question; what made the alarm sound so loud? I mean on usual times I can't even hear my phone ringing while it's just beside me and during the morning it suddenly gets hell more powerful to screw someone's life. 

With my one eye opened, I grabbed my phone and whatever appeared on screen, I clicked on the red button to shut the stupid alarm off and happily went back to snoring. It started ringing again. "Ain't it too quick? It should ring again at least after 10 minutes," I thought and checked my phone again. It was a call this time and I happily picked it up.

"Good Morning," the not so lovely voice came. [Nope! His voice is not lovely and mine is horrible.] 

"Yeah whatever!," I was angry but why I simply forgot. The thing about being angry is that you don't need any reason; just don't behave normally and you're all annoyed. 

"I came in the morning and now leaving again," he said at one go.

"Tata," my obvious reply popped up.

"Come on video call, it's been long since I have seen you," he tried to be a bit romantic which he is not. His attempt to sound romantic failed as I said 'No! I'm sleeping.'

"We are going for a grand thrashing. Boss called up! Don't throw tantrums and answer the call, bye!" he said at one go and disconnected the call.

So the morning started with a command from the CO of the ship and I was left with no option; to be honest even I wanted to see him. But that cannot be displayed right away. Ain't that so?

His name flashed on the screen with the front camera capturing a horrible face. 'Oh wait, that's my face!' I suddenly realized. 'Who cares? He should know that I look ugly in the morning," I giggled and picked up his call.

With my swollen eyes all I could see was bright white.

"Why are you moving? I can't see you," I tried to figure him out.

"Hold on, I am wearing my shoes," he replied.

After a minute or so when he finally appeared right infront of me, my sleep disappeared, anger vanished and eyes sparkled seeing him there. It was around two months since we have seen each other [Yes! you read it right. Two months and we didn't even see each other despite having smart phones and proper internet connection. Because he doesn't like all these video chats and stuffs.] 

A tall, dark, handsome guy was sitting right there while a bright white uniform was adorning his body and adding to his charm. It was the first time when I have seen him in his uniform and I was spellbound. There's this aura of the uniform which makes everything dull except the person wearing it. I kept smiling and admiring him for next few moments and he kept asking, "What happened?"

"You look different, ain't you?" I asked.

"That's all you have to say right now?" he was a bit disappointed, probably.

"No! I mean this looks amazing," I added and he proudly said, "Thanks! I know I am."

"I am talking about this uniform. Not you!" I corrected him.

"It's not a uniform, it's my identity," as he caressed his uniform, I met a proud warrior that day. 

I always heard and read about pride, that day I saw it in his eyes. That pride was quite lot different, not that you usually come across. Uniforms never amazed me that much ever before. I always kept his profession away from us as I fell for the man behind the uniform. But, what cannot simply change is the one fact that 'My darling wears white!' and rules the ruthless ocean with his head held high.