DENIAL ✔

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Since many find the names unique, here are the meaning of it. 

Osha - Shinning, Combustion

Tejas- Lustre, Brilliance 

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Osha returned home straight after bolting out of the cafe abruptly. Why she reacted the way she did? Was she afraid to let him speak further after the note?

"Impulsive idiot!" she muttered and jumped out of the bed. She padded to her desk. From the drawer she pulled out a small box that she had stored all those random notes she got from him.

She read each one of it, they were no more than ten pieces of notes with shorter than three lines yet they spoke how much he had noticed her. She once received a note written on a tissue paper tucked between the assorted breads of her favourites which she did not order that day.

Today's special bread platter of your favourites on me. ~ T

He had even written about a song she casually sang aloud that had a ripple effect in the café where fellow customers to sang along.

You have a wonderful voice and you led the crowd effortlessly. ~ T

Some notes written beyond her understanding.

You remind me of myself only that you are a better version of me. ~ T

Osha snapped the box shut. Why was she rereading the notes again? Did his approach affected her in a way?

She couldn't deny that she begun to anticipate those notes more than anything only because they make her feel good. But knowing that the same person who wrote it has been developing feelings for her, disturbed her consciousness.

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Her encounter with Tejas did not vacillate her visit to the café. She occupied the same spot like always, ordered her regular and settled with her sketch pad, drawing tools and her laptop but there has been a slight change in her activities. Changes of which her concentration wavers from her sketch pad to the man seated at the table before, every now and then.

For an attractive reason, she couldn't stop herself from stealing glances. She took detailed note of him that she failed to do on the day they officially met. Tejas had strong features of a masculine man in his lean frame, he could easily tower her with his height, a big nose, thin eyebrows, mild stubble with moustache and a heart-warming smile. So much detail, she had even sketched a portrait of him much to her surprise.

Two months had gone by and since then none exchanged a word verbally but they do see each other on a regular basis in the café. Not just see, Tejas often passes random notes as well through his waiter. At all times, he would go missing after passing the note giving her a reason to look for him without her realising.

The one-way letter conversation continued for another two months that her small box doesn't fit to hold all those small chits any longer. Osha took an effort to search for a beautiful box bigger than she had to stored the letter only to realise she was treasuring those notes.

Treasuring it like they are very dear to her, yet she doesn't speak to the person who takes an effort to scribble on those papers.

Why was she avoiding conversations with him? Perhaps, afraid she might change her mind eventually.

The following week went on with no Tejas in the cafe and no notes. When enquired, even the waiter had no idea. Osha started to worry of his wellbeing but she knew not his address nor his mobile number to check on him.