"Ancient lovers believed that a kiss literally unite their souls, because the spirit was said to be carried in one's breath!"
(Eve Glicksman)
_________________________"Don't go..!"
"Am sorry! I have to..!"
"Can't you see the feelings I have for you!"
"I know Berry! But..!"
"You will come back right?"
"Sorry..!"
"It is announced sadly that the plan boarded from Mumbai,India couldn't make to London. It crashed in the way due to bad weather! Neither of the passengers survived!"
Tringgg tringggg!
Stupid alarm...
"Oh God!" I got up with a jerk sweating badly under the covers.
Sh!t! It was a dream again. The nightmare I was having since last 12 years. He was dead! He was no more! He bloody apologized and left. I have to move on and I will move on.
Ok since last 12 years I am ranting the same thing..
_______________I jingle the keys of my coffee shop 'The Berry Coffee Shop' because strawberries were the specialty of my all the dishes. I fumbled with the lock for sometime and finally made it inside. The door chime rang as I opened it and turned on the lights. The hall immediately filled with the dim serene lights. The white metal painted chairs with matching round table covered with baby pink cloth covers were adding to the beauty. Tulips all around as it was my favorite flower. Suddenly my eyes fell on the table exactly beside the window and I inhaled a sharp breath as those eyes under the hat once again roamed in my mind exactly the same. He used to sit there since last 15 days. Unknowingly I was waiting for him today too! Maybe I was getting over my crush now..
Alass..
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I tied my apron standing in front of the mirror and ran my fingers through my messy hair.
Arghh this Mumbai traffic not at all favorable for hair..
Then I pursed my lips to merge the lipstick I was wearing and pinched my cheeks a little to maintain the blush which was already there.
God! Why am I so nervous?
It was a normal day having something really special in it. Ok not much special but yes HE was gonna be there again for sure. I don't know whether it was attraction or something but he was so umm what should I say! I think he was different! Yes!
His eyes remind me of HIM! But he can't be him. He had left exactly 12 years ago and his plan crashed. He and his parents didn't made to the London.
My neighbor! My first and last crush!
I am Nandini Murthy! Orphan! 27 year old! Well not that old but yeah a little! I have no blood relation left in the world. Papa Mama left me alone in this world when I was twenty. So these seven years seriously I had struggled like a donkey to fulfill my needs. I had worked so hard. Papa had left money but it wasn't that enough you know! Anyways I still live for myself cuz that's me.
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One Shots Diary!
RomansaHere goes all the one shots! Which I have written and which I will be writing whether on MaNan or anyone else! Love,Mawara