Withering Heart

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KABIR

The heat was not bothering me anymore. The smile was plastered on my lips and the emptiness was irking me. My ears were yearning to hear her voice. My eyes were begging to have a look at her again.

For the first time, I felt that sensation. The sensation which makes a person an adult. The urge to hold someone and feel them. To touch their face and hold their hands, to caress their cheeks and to kiss their lips.

Yes, I felt that very sensation the moment Sitara looked at me after reaching her hostel. Her eyes were glowing like a moon. Her soft smile was etched on his mind. I didn't want to let her go.

I don't know what am I feeling. I never felt attracted to a girl. I never looked at any girl the way I look at her. She was looking so pretty this evening. She always does.

The sweet sounds of her earrings and bangles were still ringing in my ears.

Her presence truly add spirit to my tasteless life. I don't want to scare her by telling her about my feelings but then, I don't know for how long will I be able to hide it from her.

"You are a no one, Kabir." I muttered to myself.

This is the truth. She is intelligent, smart, talkative, an extrovert. The girls and boys in the class always talk to her ask for her suggestions on various topics. The professors are liking her.

But what am I?

I bet she doesn't think about me in that even a bit. But...why do I feel her eyes were trying to convey something when she turned around to wave at me. The smile her lips were holding was just..I don't know. It was really different from the ones she always gives.

Does she feels attracted to me as well? Or am I the only one in this?

My eyes started feeling heavy and the last thing I remember before falling into a slumber, is her smiling face waving at me...

EKAKSH

The most disturbing feeling is the one you try to avoid at any cost and yet, get it. I was angry at myself, disgusted by himself for thinking about that ill-mannered girl for hours. The sleep was far away from my eyes. Not that it came on time ever, but still, this time even completing two whole cigarettes was not doing any help.

What the fuck am I feeling?

I am so fucking angry at her. I loathe her for she always forgets her place and challenges me. She is just an attention seeking bitch and her getting collided with me every fucking day tells everything.

The urge to hurt her was so strong that I completely ignore the scared girl who was hiding behind her. My blood boiled the moment I saw her face and then she opened her fucking mouth to spill venomous words. She just doesn't understand what I can do to her.

I smirked tossing the cigarette on between my finger and thumb. I know girls like her crave for male attention. Coming from small cities, they try to live the luxurious life they themselves can't afford. By trapping rich guys.

I know she is one of them.

I tossed away the cigarette and entered my room. I needed to get some fucking sleep otherwise my head would burst.

"You are really a coward."

My eyes opened instantly as soon I closed them. The image of her red eyes accusing me and the words she used flashed before my eyes.