As I am free from studies today-- third update of the evening!!
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Armaan was driving the car a little speedier than usual, the wind whipping through his hair from the open window of the car.
"Control the speed Armaan--the car will get out of control," Abhira warned, her voice laced with concern.
"I am out of control now!" Armaan exclaimed, his eyes red from the tears he had been holding back. The weight of the morning incident rested heavy on his shoulders, making it hard to breathe.
"Armaan, please try to compose yourself," Abhira pleaded, reaching out to hold Armaan's sleeve. As Abhira's hand clutched his red coat sleeve- Armaan slowed down a bit. Her touch was like a lifeline in the midst of the storm raging inside him.
Feeling a sense of calm wash over him, Armaan stopped near an ice cream parlor.
Abhira couldn't contain her excitement.
''Mr. Grumpy--see! The fate wants you to cool down a bit by eating ice cream. We have stopped near the parlor. The colorful display of frozen treats seem to be calling out to you, promising a momentary escape from your hot hot anger--see!''
Armaan cooling down seeing Abhira's excitement and a twinkle in her eyes smiled.
''That ice cream is not calling us--you want it--that's why! And tell your little stomach to control otherwise you will soon have a sore throat Abhira''
Abhira scrunched her eyebrows and pinched Armaan's wrist.
''Oww! Its hurting me!'' Armaan exclaimed and Abhira sensing a vulnerability in his voice pulled his hand and blew over the spot she had pinched.
''Sorry Armaan--I did not mean too''
Armaan glared at her and shrugged off his hand from her grip.
''I am sorry--really sorry!'' Abhira's eyes welled up with tears.
''HAHAHAHA! See what a great actor this Armaan Poddar is!'' Armaan exclaimed as he couldn't let his Abhira cry.
Abhira gaped at him with shock.
He was pretending to be hurt!.
She did not say anything and tried to look amused. She wanted him to laugh. Laugh wholeheartedly.
''Don't try to act amused Abhira--I know'' Armaan thought but tried to match her vibe--so that she could be happy.
''My God! I should try in theatre--maybe bollywood!'' Armaan exclaimed raising her collar and then setting it correct.
''You will not even get a role in serials!'' Abhira chimed in.
''Ok--I accept I am a bad actor--wanna have some ice cream to blow off some steam?''
Abhira laughed.
''You need to blow off some steam Armaan!''
''Fine then--lets eat two ice creams!'' Armaan exclaimed stepping out, opening the door where Abhira was seated.
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