She's patrichor, the Earthy scent of first rainfall. The pleasant aroma makes you wonder, makes you feel different in a nicer way, it makes you believe how wonderful the entity is and suddenly everything around you starts looking pleasing to the eye...
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"How dare he misbehaved with me"
I exclaimed in anger, throwing hands in the air. The chair moves little back as my weight strained on it. The room felt silence of assembly but I kept yapping about his lack of enthusiasm.
"But you said, he answered to your all the questions." Trisha enquires while frigging with a pen in her hand. Not sure of what to reply and why.
"Yeah as if I had called him for viva exam." I deadpanned.
At least say something which doesn't take my temperature so high.
I didn't expected how he left, it made me furious, angry and what not. His disinterest in our meeting was clearly visible on his face and it didn't go well with me. I had so many things to share but he asked none.
Who asks about personal life to their boss?
I have gone through many rejection of affection but his felt odd one, unexpected. There are countless efforts I had made to have that one person but it never worked out, Not in a way I wanted and He happen to be just like them but this time I had expectations and he ruined it all.
Audacity of him to ignore someone like her.
"I'll make him regret, he won't have peace and that's for sure." I grit through my lips as disappointment felt unknown because of him. He shouldn't have ignore when I was showing all the signs of attention.
Trisha signs tediously, her limbs goes dull because of continues standing "You like him, you shouldn't make someone suffer whom you admire." She says softly.
I feel sudden taken a back at her statement. I'm sure about admiration but Like is a big word to commit and I have not given it to anyone yet.
What I feel for him is pure desire.
Desire to have him beside me.
Desire to have his attention.
Desire to just talk with him.
I have lost sense of thinking, He's the point where I keep my rationality aside.
He is unapologetically handsome, I wonder what have I done to myself. My intellectuals goes blind the moment he comes in my presence. He makes me walk on the wide lane of unknown crossword and I could do nothing but hope to have him as final destination.
"There's nothing as liking between us" I refuse her allegations.
"Okay"
What okay? Such distant secretary I have got. "Don't you have anything else to say?" I ask, I genuinely want her to talk to me. Willingly.
She's very timid, shy and always nervous to be precise but the way she behaves around me is not real her. I saw in the morning how she was voluble with Aahil, they both don't talk but goes around quarreling in the absence of words. It makes them special.
