Raseen ~ POV
I pushed the glass door in and walked inside. I open my right palm and smiled. I graze the ballya tenderly thinking they have been in his hand a while ago.
I imagine myself, how would it feel like to hold his warm hands.
Awww.... I am going insane...... I mean how can I ever think of such stuff.
I am going crazy and giggling like a child who found something special that got lost.
Saying my name never seem so beautiful until now.
The way he said it, there was this feeling that sounded different in a special way.
Raseen, it still echoes through my ears and I put my hands on both ears to stop it. I have to stop otherwise I am going to loose sanity I still have.....
I put my hands down but it's still there. How can that be....
I feel a tap on my left shoulder and when I look, there is nobody. Then when I look to my right, I let out an unintentional screech
"You are still here," I said without thinking.
I blink twice. I thought it was my imagination again.
"So, you think I shouldn't be here...Then where should I be?" He said pausing a question which my heart knew the answer very well.
You should be with me... the voice in my head answered. I look up to him and said
"I didn't say that. You can be here or anywhere".
I gesture around to make my point clearer.
"Raseen".
Please, don't say it like that anymore. You don't know what it does to my heart. I wanted to tell him but my guts are too weak to let him know.
I nodded and hum as in I am listening.
"There is a call for you at the reception area. I wanted to let you know since it might be an emergency. So you better go" he tells me.
And my wonderful brain thought it might be something else. I am seriously stupid to think that he might have a.. ..not me but my brain. What did actually my brain thought of ...well I forgot.
"Okey. Thanks for letting me know" I said.
I begin to walk towards the reception as his footsteps matched mine. I look up at him with a smile plastered to my lips and he looks back at me with a smile that initiates kickboxing in my heart. One smile can do so much damage to the emotions of a person. I never knew that until now.
"Why are you smiling?" He asks sheepishly as he runs his fingers through his charcoal black hair.
I was grinning so big that I thought my cheeks are going to fall.
"Why are you smiling?" I said as I look ahead.
"Because you are smiling" he answered in almost whisper that only I could hear it.
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