They were exactly defining their names;
Shravya ~ always kept listening to everyone, except her heart.
Pranay ~ always kept showing his love, for her.
Will she ever be able to Hear the voice of his Love?
(The story is inspired by a hindi story which...
Pranay and Shravya had done compensation for last many years, in these ten days. They had started liking eachother's company, once again at the second stage of life.
Shravya wished many times to ask Pranay that, 'why he came here?' But, she didn't ask. Instead she definitely asked him that, 'Why he didn't get married yet?' He's earning enough and now even perfectly fitting in the definition of 'Well Settled'. He's good looking also. Any girl would be read to marry him easily. Then....then why he's alone yet?
Shravya got her question's answer without even asking. It was the last day for Pranay, in her city.
It was evening. As usual, he had came to her house. Kids were busy playing together, in their own world. Shravya brought coffee for both of them, on the drawing room.
While forwarding his cup of coffee, her hand came in contact with his. She had visibly shivered with his touch, and had spilled the coffee on his hand. The mare touch had again brought the past infront of her eyes, like a reel unfolding. She said a quick 'sorry', while he wiped off his hand with his handkerchief.
After few minutes, both were having their coffee. In utter silence! When there's a lot to say, often silence ingests the words. In imprudence of, what to say, how to say, mind gets entangled.
Sometime later, Pranay stood up, to go. Then he advanced his hand and gave a chit in Shravya's fist. Without saying anything, he turned and started from there.
Shravya didn't stop him. But as soon as he left, how empty and sad home started to feel. Shravya was astonished, when did this happened that Pranay became the cause of this place's happiness? Since when this house started to seem empty without his voices?
Being distempered, Shravya opened the chit given by Pranay.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
That same white page of a rough notebook, that same green ink and those same, three magical words!
"I Love You!"
Shravya's heart was beating in the same manner, how seven years ago it was beating, when she was twenty one years old, when first time Pranay had given that chit.
When Shravya folded the paper, she found three more words,
"Please Marry Me!"
'Marry me? Marry him? Again?'
Corner of her eyes became wet. Both the children cane near their mother.
"What happened, Mamma?"
"Don't cry, Mamma!" while saying, Ankit and Ankita also felt lump in throat.
Shravya took both of them in a bone crushing hug, crying her heart out. That piece of paper fell from her hand, on the ground.
Time was repeating itself!
▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪▫▪
I couldn't write more! :-!
And don't know why Wattpad isn't allowing me to add photos? I tried many times!
