Unfulfilled Desires

I can't live without you

I'm not bothered by your presence because I'm becoming increasingly familiar with you. However, the prospect of living without you makes me sick to my stomach.

"Harsh's point of view,"

It's 7:00 p.m., and Riya is in the kitchen, as she always is, cooking dinner together with my help.

To meet my deadline, I must accomplish all of my tasks ahead of time. I just have tonight to spend with you, so please be understanding. Keeping her gaze concentrated on me, she explained, "I have to depart for Shimla tomorrow evening."

"All right," I said in response.

Will you please double-check my luggage to ensure that I have forgotten nothing important? She enquired as she was preparing the chapati.

"All right," I whispered.

"Can you tell me what happened and why you're so upset?" After observing my somber demeanor, she asked what was wrong.

My approach to her with a platter of chopped vegetables was slow and deliberate.

"Nothing, I'm alright," I said.

When she turned away from her desk and towards me, she said, "No, you're not looking nice; there must be something you're hiding from me."

"No, I'm alright," I said, nodding my head in response.

"Harsh, are you going to tell me the truth about what's wrong, or I'll have to blackmail you?" She made a direct threat to me.

"Can you tell me why you're leaving me?" I inquired with a friendly query.

"Don't you want me to leave?"

My bowed head was raised to her, and she enquired.

I'd prefer you to leave, but I'm afraid I won't be able to live without you.

I answered quietly, my attention riveted on hers with my words.

"All well, then I'll cancel the trip by making an excuse," she remarked, observing my dejected appearance and responding accordingly.

"No, you shouldn't allow me to dictate how you live your life," I said, acknowledging her position.

"I understand that H.O.D. s are required to travel," I continued.

Her eyes welled up with tears as she spoke.

I don't think you'll have to be upset. When you are in discomfort, though, I feel obligated to remove the source of your distress.

When I saw the sadness on your face, it made me feel sad too.

Riya, what is the source of your tears? "I cannot see your tears," I explained as I brushed away her tears with my finger.

To be honest, I don't want to leave you either. I, too, am apprehensive about traveling.

"I just refuse, Mr. Shinde," she said, picking up her phone from the dining room table and saying.

I replied by yanking the phone out of her grasp and throwing it across the room. "No, Riya, you must join the trip. It'll be over in two days at the latest.

No, I will not miss you.

"It's not just about you; I'm not used to living without you; I can't sleep until you make me sleep; who will make me sleep there? She inquired as she embraced me.

"you must do some work even without consent," I said, clutching her waist. Riya, this trip is part of your profession, so you must go, and I know how excited you are about the trip; you packed five days ago.