Love is infectious......

         We were travelling to Bangalore for my PG admission. It was a 32 hours journey. I was not at all feeling good as I was missing my friends and Mom. In the morning, I opened my eyes to find him smiling at me. He didn't let me feel homesick at all. All the while, he kept me engaged in his sweet conversation. There were our co-passengers staring at us, but we didn't feel bad at all. We even felt as if both of us had been already entwined into a family. Even, a friend of my mother was in our compartment. She talked to me and even enquired about him. I said that he is my friend. But, I didn't feel nervous at all because it was my parents who had sent us together....so, in one way it was authorised. :)
         People sitting before us were labour type of people and were a total nuisance to the word, "hygiene". They were 4 middle aged single men and a couple with their 8-9 year old daughter. They went to the toilet bare-footed, smoked bidis on their seats itself. But, one thing about them made me give a cheerful smile.
          My sweetheart was lying down on the seat with his head on my lap. These people kept staring at us for about 2 hours. For them, we were baby lovebirds which are very rare in sleeper coaches and interesting to watch at. They took their breakfast and chatted for a while among themselves. Then finally, the man with family lied down on his wife's lap while their daughter played around. Seeing this,my darling smiled and pointed at them. And then, at a time both of us spoke out. I said, "We are spreading love" and he blurted out, "Love is infectious". My heart leapt with joy when I felt that unknowingly we had filled love in the heart of the couple who were acting like bored unromantic people till then............