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This is heaven.
I sniffed the book. I didn't care if I looked like a freaking puppy. But the smell of old books soothes my soul. Especially if my life is going through a thunderstorm.
The old man aka the owner of the bookshop was busy in his own work (which is reading the newspaper and watching television daily soaps on his mobile phone). So I was all by my self since there was no one else in the small store.
I sighed, and started to read the book. I was doing a pretty good job in reading it and forgetting about the problems of my life. But then, there started to come words like husband, love and happily married and they all reminded me of what I had and what I've lost just now.
So I shut the book close in frustration.
What I thought we had was just an illusion. I thought we were both happy in our marriage. But guess I was wrong. It was only me who had a good time with Arsh, for him it was all a.....
A tear escaped my eye thinking about it. I didn't bother wiping it, just turned around so that if the grandpa look up from his phone, he can't see my face. My eyes looked out of the big bag window. The street was visible from here.
Cars, buses, bikes and people walked through it, making my mind calm down for a bit. More like shut down for a bit, because I went blank.
Then just when I felt my tears dry down, I saw him. In his buttoned up shirt, dark pants, messy hair and a panicked face. He was searching for someone. That's for sure, judging from the way he was approaching people. There was a picture in his phone which he was asking everywhere whether they had seen the person somewhere.
I knew who it was. Me.
But I didn't had the guts to approach him anytime soon. I needed some alone time to digest the fact that the most beautiful reality of my life, was actually a lie. A delusion rather.
But hiding was of no use now, because he spotted me already.
It was a dumb decision to sit by the big window.
Arsh's eyes widened looking at me, and I saw them getting glossy. He walked towards the window, and keeping his one hand on it, he stared at me through it.
I didn't know how to react.
He didn't react at all.
We just stay like this. As I sat inside the book store, while he stood there. By the glass, staring at me with......teary eyes.
