Twists Twirls Perils & Pearls

10. Faith Trust Love

Swarnima entered her house and tapped a few buttons on her phone. Abhedya followed her and closed the door. Swarnima gestured him to sit on the sofa in the living room and very politely asked him, "would you like something to go with coffee sir? Sandwiches or something?"
Abhedya just shrugged his shoulders.

While Swarnima was making coffee and sandwiches for them Abhedya was busy observing her house.

The house was definitely big for a single person. No pictures, just plain white walls. No real flowers just vases set with artificial flowers. No colours but white walls and a black background television wall. Not many windows just a small balcony. How could anybody live in such a dull environment? No doubt she is so 'boring and dull'. She doesn't know how to live life. Her parents died when she was just a child and maybe her grandmother brought her up like this. Abhedya had a heart-wrenching pain thinking how sad Swarnima's childhood would have been. A person who is so sweet, so caring, so understanding, so...so 'everything good' deserves a pot of gold under the rainbow! Abhedya was just thinking and observing Swarnima's house when she came and handed him some clothes for a change.

Abhedya looked at the fresh tagged Calvin Klein loungewear which would fit him perfectly. He questioned Swarnima from his eyes and she answered with a smile, "you can wear them they are fresh. I bought them for someone but didn't get a chance to give, so yeah... you can use them."

Abhedya knew it was pointless to ask 'WHO?' Coz she will not answer or just play with words so he quietly got up and went towards a room Swarnima showed him. When he entered the room he saw the room was decorated, unlike her living room. The four walls were each of different colour 'pink, red, blue and indigo.' Who even colours the walls in four different colours? The girl has 'no taste'. Abhedya changed and came back to the living room when his phone rang...

 
"Yes, mom! I am fine. Crashing at a friend's place." He said the last bit looking at Swarnima who was dressed in a white t-shirt with a unicorn without colours and black three fourth pyjamas. She looked every bit cute and Abhedya just wanted to gobble her up rather than those sandwiches. He shook his head to throw those thoughts from his mind.

He went and sat on the four-seater dining table. Swarnima served him coffee and a triple layer sandwich topped with cheese and olives his favourites. Abhedya's face lit up seeing the combination. She sat on another chair and served herself plain milk and butter toast.

"You are not having coffee or a sandwich?" He couldn't digest the fact that she was not having it herself and made it only for him.

"No" Swarnima gave a brief reply.
"Why?" Abhedya asked her.

"If I have coffee in the night I won't be able to sleep and I don't like sandwich without cheese and this week's cheese I have already eaten. So butter toast is just fine!" Swarnima explained the curious cat in her house.

"What do you mean 'this week's cheese'?" asked a confused Abhedya.

Swarnima looked down and answered, "I have to control my diet and avoid eating such things."

"WHAT?? You are anorexic. You can eat as much as you want. You are so thin don't diet," Abhedya put half of his sandwich in her plate.

"It's because of my doctor's instructions, Sir!" Swarnima replied though she so wanted to share his half-eaten sandwich.

"Oh!" Abhedya exclaimed and felt bad. "But the coffee is fantastic and tastes just how I like. The sandwich, however, is very salty."

"Salty??!!" Swarnima took a bite of it and said, "it isn't."

"The extra salt mixed with 'this' sugar candy(pointing at  Swarnima) makes it now balanced. And 'ummmm' tastes yummmyyy!" Abhedya used his charm and passed a cheesy comment to woo the girl sharing late night snacks with him.