Bhai left with Mukti.
As I was putting on my floral print knee length one piece I heard the doorbell ring. I immediately took my purse from the table and went downstairs. I opened the door and there he was standing busy on his phone.
Her dress..By now he was staring me. His gaze were not moving from me but I just ignored him and stepped outside. "Good morning." he wished as I stepped outside. I just nodded without looking at me. I locked the door and headed towards his car. I walked ahead of him but then he held my wrist and pulled me towards him. My back hit his chest. I was surprised with his behavior. His hands slowly reached for my waist. I wriggled a bit but then I realized that he was working on my zip. I was stiffened by his touch. Slowly he zipped my one piece and left me. I didn't know what to say or what not to but somehow I managed to say "Thanks."
He just smiled but what he said left in a state of shock "You should let your tears flow but this doesn't mean you should cry the whole night."
W-h-a-t how did he get to know this. Was he spying on me.
"No I was not crying." I protested.
"Your swollen eyes explains everything." he paused looking into my eyes. "History is history. We can't change it. We must learn to move on. I don't know why you are always so lost...so much in pain... but now you have to learn to move on." he took a deep breath.
"It's easy to say hard to apply." I murmured.
"It's hard but nothing is impossible." For me almost everything seems impossible. I am living as a dead me. I just kept quiet. I didn't want to take out my emotions at least not now.By now we were in his car. My head was hurting. He insisted a lot so I sat in the passenger seat. All the way he was trying to carry out conversations but I just gave my answers by nodding my head. I just reclined my head in the seat and looked outside the window. My head was hurting. I pressed my head with my hands time to time. Finally we reached. I opened the door and got out of the car and so did he.
"Thanks." I smiled although a fake one.
I turned to leave but just then I felt a hand grab mine. "Just come with me for a while." He said.
"But..." Before I could say anything he added. "Please just for a while. Don't you trust me."
I trust no one. Trust for humankind has already faded in me. "I just met you yesterday how can I trust you." I made it up.
"But am I not your friend."
"No you aren't." I protested.
"Anyway just for once come with me." he said and I don't know what struck my mind I waggled my head in 'yes'.Then he took me to the cafeteria. I gave a look of surprise. He made me sit on the chair then went to order something. I couldn't comprehend what he was trying to do. All the while my head was paining. It felt so heavy. Just then he bought two cups of ginger tea.
"Ginger tea." I said with a look of surprise.
He just passed me the cup and said,"It is good for headache."
Oh gosh is he my mind reader or what. "No I am OK." I protested.
"Action speaks louder than words...All the way you were wincing in pain." he smiled as he caught my lie. "Drink it you will get relief."
"But.." before I could complete he interrupted, "No buts and ifs...just drink it." he ordered although in a very soft tone.
I was helpless or it's just good to say he cared for me. I took a sip of it. It wasn't that bad. I saw him glaring at me. So I drank it in one breath. As I finished it, I took a long deep breath. My head was still hurting but the tea did give me some relief.
"How are you feeling?" he asked as he got up from the chair.
I just smiled. "For once can I see your real smile not this fake one." he said making faces. Oh god why is this guy so cute. I don't know when or how but seeing him make faces I smiled widely and this time it was not a fake one.
He ruffled his hair. "Your smile is precious."
I composed myself but still I was not able to held my smile back. So I got up to leave. I was walking when he joined me again. "Let's go together." he smiled.
I nodded.To be continued...
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