He called me.Again.i couldn't believe how someone can be so persistent after being ditched so many times.five times to be exact.this time i promised myself to go,stay and get over this problem as quickly as possible.
I was 15 minutes late and fully irritated.i was formulating an escape plan already.the term dangerous fit me suitably at that time.boy,was he unlucky.
I walked into the cafe,and voila.he was sitting their staring right at me.slowly he lifted a hand to wave and smiled a smile that hit too close to home.
"Shlok"my heart ached,longed and thudded a drum solo at the same time.the same stupid perfect crooked smile.my heart wanted to run toward him.but the voice in my head said''shlok is dead.it's been 6 months.stop pining over him."i groaned out a shut up for the voice and gave her the finger inside my head.the girl who walked past me gave me a weird look.how could i forget he was gone, my scarred body in the mirror reminded me everyday.and then there was,Arjun;the living breathing reminder with shlok's beating heart inside him.i looked down and saw that my body was inclined towards him.i adjusted myself and he smiled again.i stilled.i couldn't do it.the smile was too familiar.it hurt too much.i ran.
After some 30 seconds i heard soft footfalls behind me.i turned and he was right behind me.that was weird.this was not our routine.normally he would go back and call me agin.i groaned again and ran faster.but he had the legs of a jiraffe.he caught up to me and grabbed my hand.i tried to wring my hand free but he pulled me down onto the sidewalk and said"I'll be your chest,let the pain flow...I'll treasure them as i will these pearl drops falling from your eyes"
He touched my cheek.it was wet.I didn't even realize i was crying.i was stunned to silence.because it was a direct quote ,shlok's favourite quote from his favourite poem.he said it as his promise on our engagement day.5 days before he died.i was with him on the bike that took his life and i woke up after 4 days.and i'm still thinking if it was a gift or a cruel joke to wake up.
And here Arjun was saying that to me.after some time i realised he was still holding my hand.we sat there holding hands for an hour.when a star twinkled in the sky he smiled and squeezed my hand.
And i knew,i found a home for my heart.
