DESTINED TO REMEET

CHAPTER-18

I ate one sandwhich with a glass of juice and sat waiting for him.

True to his words he was back in 20 minutes. He was carrying a chair with him. He sat at a distance from me.

"Have u eaten?"

"Yes"

"What"

"A sandwhich and juice."

"Ok let's talk, tell me what you wanna talk?" His tone was hostile.

It was not that simple talking to this indifferent Giri. Taking a deep breath, my eyes downward I started.

"I knew you from school days." I looked at him. His hands crossed in front of his chest. His expression were screaming, "I need the whole fucking truth."

"We have met many times because you were senior head boy and was supposed to dicipline juniors for incomplete uniform and late comings.

When you were in 11 th garde I was in 8th I was infatuated with you.  Small encounters with you were effecting me, Every time your generosity, kindness was making me attracted to you. Once it rained heavily, water was logged in front of school you helped me cross it. Once you saw me crying and you gave me a hanky to wipe my tears which were flowing because of you. I got news that my dad got a transfer to Hallnet and I have to leave the school and the city. I knew I had lost you. My infatuation was growing. And your fan following was growing in double ratio."

As an art lover I used to decorate boards You helped me many times to pin it up. Then in water filling lines you would take my bottle and fill it up before my turn. I had started drawing you on paper what all was inked in my mind. And sketches came out awesome.

Then came the farewell. That was the last time I would see you. So, I decided to present you those sketches which will be a lifetime torture for me if I kept them.

Now you know I am the same girl who gave you a gift on farewell which had 7 sketches a hanky and a thank you note. You opend it there then Sara came calling me names and I ran away forever.

I stopped took a deep breath. Looked at him. He was listening but no reply.

I felt embarrassed and stood up.

"Sit down you are not finished. You had answered only where we have met. My second question yet to be answered why you hid this fact that you knew me, when we met and I asked you also you lied why?"

I sat down head bent down

"The infatuation of teenage took years to fade but I could never forget you. That alturistic nature of yours has become a part of me. In these seven years I never hoped to meet you but when I saw you I did not believe my eyes. I recognise you immediately. Next time I saw you dancing with Sara. I knew you were unreachable. And of course I could not come to you and say I had a crush on you do you have same feelings for me. So I kept quite. Your memories from school were so fresh in my mind and after going back toda, I did not want that earlier memories to be replaced by new ones and to stay lifelong with me."

I cannot bare my soul further. His glare was tormenting me. I said breaking the silence.

"Can we go back now, If you don't need any more answers. I am ready to leave."

"What answere you will give to the things I am gonna show you now." He roared at me. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me in a cabin 10 steps away.

He realesed me went to a table open its drawer and took out a folder. And emptied it's contents on the table. Then picking them up threw them to me. They landed on my feet.

A gasp came out of my mouth. On seeing the contents my hand went to my mouth. I bent down and picked them up. They were those 7 sketches of Giri made by me, his hanky and a thank you card all were neatly laminated.

A Tear ran down my cheeks. I looked at him his back was on me. "Why you have these till now?"

He dint reply.

"Giri, reply I beg you why? You know now, that I made these."

His voice shaky, "To find its artist, who left that day never to be seen again. Like hell I searched in school for you. Your school girl face was engraved in the back my mind. Seeing you helpless on the road I felt a pull towards you. But I cannot relate to you as the girl who did my sketches in school."

He turned and took the drawing from my hand with expressions as hard as rock. "How could you draw these sketches so alive."

"I am an artist"

"Ok who all you have sketched like me."

"Sharon and Angelo"

"And" Giri waited. I kept quite.

"And" he screamed coming near me I stepped back he held me tight from my shoulders. "Damn, you girl I am sure you have no intention of telling  me the truth to face even now." He was looking dangerous. I kept my head bowed.

He released me pulled a chair and made me sit on it and stood leaning on the table eyes on me.

"Now if I say I had a crush on this girl who made my sketches than what is your reply?"

Hearing his words my mouth agape. Looking at him I replied.
"Unbelievable"

Coming near me and shoving the sketches in front of me. "Still unbelievable, I wonder why? Only girls can have crush, we men don't have a heart you mean to say."

Shocked to hear his words I looked at him, his face full of love.
"Giri are you serious you had a crush on me?"
My patience broke. Everything bottled up in me for so many years burst out from my eyes.

He came towards me and wrapping his arms around me kept rocking me for how many minutes I can't tell. Then slightly making a gap between us gave me his hanky to wipe my tears and said.

"This time instead of preserving this hanky please preserve its owners heart."

"Oh Giri you really mean it. It's not a dream."

His grey eyes looked in mine and said," I love you my beautiful witch and we were Destined to remeet."

I have no more doubts left in me after hearing those magical words from him.

"I love you loads Giri Richardson." With this he bend down and claimed my lips. This time his kiss has passion and love. This man belongs to me.

The End

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