I had never seen her so depressed. Tears were running down her face as I walked towards her.I would have given my life to stop those tears in her eyes but there was nothing I could do.Nothing can console a person be who lost a loved one.She probably did not know it then, but she meant a world to me. I wanted to talk to her and gather her in my arms and tell her that i loved her and that she had me for the rest of her life, even if her sister had left her
Restraining myself because the elders were there, I took her hand and squeezed it gently to let her know that I felt the pain in her heart. She looked into my eyes and then fell into my arms. Then she threw all restrain and cried and cried. I could not hold back my tears and started crying too. A few of our friends who just arrived threw their arms around her and all of us huddled together and cried. We stayed with Namira the whole day the wake and the funeral.
Next day I sat thinking of the plight my lady was in . I knew that she needed me,so i decided to go to her. When I arrived,her father was glad to see me. He led me in and pointed to her room; staring vacantly into space.I managed a weak smile and sat beside her. She looked at me and tears sprang to her eyes. I took out my handkerchief and gave it to her . She took it,wiped her tears and returned it to me."Let's go out"I said.
She shook her head. "I think you should . Being alone at home is not going to help you to overcome your grief." I said gently.
She kept quiet."Let's go to a movie," I said.
She turned to me suddenly. "Are you asking me for a date ?"she said .I nodded.
"Well, you chose a fine time ,"she said and turned away angrily,"I think you better go."
That got me angry. "Look ,"I told her her,"this may not be the right time to tell you this. I don't care what you think of me and I know that you probably don't care about me at all, but I'm going to tell you this anyway. I'm crazy about you . I cannot replace your sister; no one can . But I want to be there whenever you want me. I cannot stop caring for you no matter what you say,"I said and got up and left the room .
Her father put his arms on my shoulder when I went into the Hall. He had probably heard everything I said. He did not have to say anything . His arms around my shoulder said the approved of me. I shook hands with him and left.
Then I walked I to the lift and pressed the lift button. Within me I was trembling half with embarrassment and half with anger. Also,deep within , I felt an emptiness. Anyway I was glad that after worshipping her for two years, I had finally told her . Then I heard a voice shouting "Pranto!"
I turned and saw Namira running towards me. When she reached me she threw herself into my arms . I just held her close and stroked her hair gently while she cried away ."I love you , Pranto," I heard her whisper , in between each cries.
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A Love So True
RomantikNamira the most beautiful creation of God perhaps she herself is God. Her beauty is reflected in her words and works.One day that godly look of her suddenly changed as she lost her sister which broke her soul and mind. How can God marvelous creation...