The Last Hug

PART 3

I was startled by his voice, i was stunned and stood still as if i was not alive. As soon as he started walking towards me. My heart sank deep inside my chest. As if i was dead for that moment.My heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, like in movies, the whistling wind passed away, and it started drizzling.Every drop of rain seemed to be so magical and mysterious, it sang a song of immortal love and painful separation.

It was a feeling i can never express in words, it gave me the feeling of joy and pain together. The every drop of rain was expressing my inner feelings.The feelings of love, warmth, passion, ecstasy, union, separation, fear and loss.

Suddenly a tear dropped from my eyes. I don't know why i started crying, every tear of mine were revealing the pain and all those feelings of love and separation which were hidden somewhere deep inside my heart.

Tarun as standing in front of me. There was silence, silence all around although my inner soul was shouting inside i wanted to cry as hard as i can , i wanted to reveal all my feelings and all the pain of the long separation but i didn't spoke and the outside silence was so comforting and soothing , it was soothing my inner wounds.

As i saw him after 10 years it was the same feeling, as i felt on our first meet, our first date and that too on 7th of June. We were the same teenagers inside but both have gone through lot of dramatic changes in all these painful years.

My eyes were tracing his tall attractive and robust figure. He was wearing the black well stitched suit, which was perfectly fitting his well built hot and sexy body.All his hard work in gym can be seen since his clothes were clinging around his body.

The atmosphere was cold and the breeze contained the fragrance of his cologne which always reminded me of him. His skin was looking flawless in the rain, He had a charming and magnetic personality. But his eye were still the same, dark deep black eyes which was expressing a lot of pain he had a cute innocent face with which he was looking inside my eyes. We both were lost some where in deep thoughts.

Finally he spoke,"Shubhi..!!! How are you..? .We are meeting after such a long span of time.". I replied hesitantly, "Umm.. I am fine Tarun and you? yes after 10 years". We both were looking happy and surprised and the irony was we met at same date on which we saw each other for the first time and this unexpected rain added a lot in that situation.

We both went full wet. He asked,"Shubhi, can we go some where its heavily raining and you can catch cold since you have weak immunity.". Oh my God!! he still cares for me like ever. "No Tarun, i am feeling better here i love rains and time had changed me a lot now i don't catch cold easily." "Shubhi..!! please let's go to some place if you are comfortable i wanted to talk to you.If you can."He asked with concern plastered on his cute face. As i could never say no to him since ever , I said "Ok, we can but.."

"But what? do you have some other plan?"He asked. "No." I said by directly looking into his magical mysterious eyes. I always felt weak for him since ever. I could never say no to him, I was the same person who fought with my parents just to meet him in my teenage old days. Tarun just cancelled all his meetings.I was really happy that i was with him , with the person i loved the most in my whole life. We both went ahead towards his car.

As soon as i saw his car i said in extreme surprise,"Oh my gosh...". It was a royal black coloured 'Bentley Mulsanne'.It was just over 18 feet long and roughly seven feet wide, the Bentley makes a statement with its sheer size alone, but it's the sublime design that gives the Mulsanne its presence, and what a presence it is. The aggressive front with its wide stance, formidable grill and "Flying B" hood ornament; the confident lines rising to shape the rear of the car; the strong wheels and miles of bodywork...