The Shy Extrovert

Chapter 23

I have decided to meet him but I had to write a reply for his letter first. I wrote a reply for him.

Dear Ashu,
hope you are fine there. I am doing well as well. Your writing skills have improved as compared to school days. I wish you were here; I am missing good old days.
Get well soon and we will celebrate like old days together. I have a lot to fight over. Waiting eagerly to settle all accounts of irritation and annoyance.
Here is my reply to your poem.

You know who is my prince
who owns my heart's province
you know that person pretty well
he will hold me from heaven to hell
I wish you were here with me
you are not and let it be
I love you like stars love the moon
I wish I will see you soon.

With a lot of nonsense talks
yours and only yours
best friend and ear hurting
Vaishnavi

P.S. I hate you for not trusting me and getting into Megha's trap. You are such a big idiot and emotional fool. Take care.

Who says love happens once? I fell in love with same person many times in a life time. Every time I got into love with a different Ashish. First I loved Ashish who was my cheer leader in life. He cheered me to do better day by day. I fell for Ashish the second time for the way he loved Vrishti. I loved him for loving someone else. I did not realize it was our story until Megha made me realize. I hated him for marrying Megha and abandoning my love but then that made my career successful. Third time I fell for him when he apologized like a stranger. And now I am in love with his stupid poetry. I decide to tell him everything about my feelings but will it be my perfect ending?

It is sometimes so easy to make you over think over your relationships, especially when you have a fucked up past. It is well said once bitten twice shy. Same was with me. I was pondering over my past. I was terrified of any mishap which could suddenly spoil my happiness. Why do we keep on revolving around bad memories while we have good time? It apparently makes our enjoyment feeble. I felt helpless.

I had planned a perfect surprise for him. I cooked his favorite food, draped the sari he gifted me and wore according accessories. I bought his favorite chocolates and his favorite flowers. Yes it was dramatic but nothing between us was ever normal. He was afraid of cockroaches and I was his savior. I was afraid of lizards and he always kept me protected from lizard monster. He was perfect student and my personal teacher who taught me everything before exams. As I mentioned earlier, we don't share much memories due to his shyness. But whenever it came to academics or business presentations, he is the best orator I have ever seen. I am eagerly waiting for the day when he will be back to office and we shall work together at VISHESH events.

I head towards the rehabilitation centre with his gifts. I am sure he will like the surprise.