To divine SANCTUARY via VENUS-part1

It wasn’t a dark and stormy night, but quite the opposite actually. My semester break was over and I was supposed to attend the college from the very next day as I had already been late by three days. As expected, the great Indian train which was scheduled to arrive at 11pm, was late by three hours. It was the last train to leave from the station for that day, so the so called platform had only a handful of people loitering around. The lights were dim creating a dusky ambience. I sat on a bench and tried to snooze, but only a few minutes had passed when I woke up to a breath from evanescent aromatic breeze. It was this girl, in her early twenties with yellow habiliment and cherubic yet serene demeanour, whose presence suddenly pacified the storm into a zephyr, which felt to have come, crossing by a hundred chrysanthemums with soothing redolence of the first rain of the season in the midst of night. The breeze brought back the frills of her hair in front of the eyes and the drizzle left her shivered and covered with a strewed blanket as the rain does to the leaves.

There was it, a drop of water tripped down from her forehead, came tumbling down the right cheek and separated off from the chin, leaving my eyes sanctified.
The clouds were doing something more than just lingering in the sky; they were stealthily trying to conceal the moon from its probable direct encounter with this hallowed ecstasy. At this moment universe conspired and brought her to the seat, right next to me. I was on tenterhooks, to was this what I wanted, as for then I could no longer admire her, over that I didn’t want to be intrusive. It took me an hour to gather enough strength to ask her name, only to discover the fact that she was fast asleep……....