She was leaving. She just couldn’t accept his rejection...she wanted to run away. She wanted to run away because that’s the only thing that occurred to her. She had no other option.
They have been best friends for quite some time and they were entirely different from each other. She was impulsive, happy-go-lucky and an extrovert and he was an introvert-the kind who never had words or the need to express their feelings. He was unfathomable to her and her ardent wish was to know him, to understand him and to be the one he could depend upon.
Maybe that’s why she fell in love with him. She found her solace in his calm composure when everything in her life went haywire. He was the first one she shared her joys with because she knew he would be the one who would really be happy for her even if he didn’t show it. Her expectations from him were so low that he would actually surprise her with the tiniest things like leaving a meeting to be with her, making her have dinner, holding her hand when she leaned over to the lake to wash her feet and guarding her while crossing the street. And how could one forget the “cherry- fights” they had? He would scoop out the nuts from her desert and she could have the jelly from his. That was her perfect life. Those were the days she was the happiest, she never wanted them to end.
But they did. He started avoiding her because he wanted to avoid a confrontation. But a confrontation was inevitable. So when she told him how she felt, he said he just wanted to be friends. Foolish her, she still kept her hopes alive and continued trying to get through to him.
But finally her worst fears were realised. He told her that his feelings for her would never change.
That night she was leaving for a city nearby for a short family visit. It had been 3 days. He knew she wanted him to come and see her off. She kept looking around the bus stand expecting him to be there. Somewhere deep down she knew he wouldn’t come because she knew, to a certain extent, how his mind worked. But that night, just that only night, she wanted to prove herself wrong. And as the bus rolled out on to the main streets, she couldn’t help shedding a tear.
He gave her an ultimatum. Till date it has not sunk into her system. You’ll still find her praying into the nights that time went back to “cherry-fights”! :)
They have been best friends for quite some time and they were entirely different from each other. She was impulsive, happy-go-lucky and an extrovert and he was an introvert-the kind who never had words or the need to express their feelings. He was unfathomable to her and her ardent wish was to know him, to understand him and to be the one he could depend upon.
Maybe that’s why she fell in love with him. She found her solace in his calm composure when everything in her life went haywire. He was the first one she shared her joys with because she knew he would be the one who would really be happy for her even if he didn’t show it. Her expectations from him were so low that he would actually surprise her with the tiniest things like leaving a meeting to be with her, making her have dinner, holding her hand when she leaned over to the lake to wash her feet and guarding her while crossing the street. And how could one forget the “cherry- fights” they had? He would scoop out the nuts from her desert and she could have the jelly from his. That was her perfect life. Those were the days she was the happiest, she never wanted them to end.
But they did. He started avoiding her because he wanted to avoid a confrontation. But a confrontation was inevitable. So when she told him how she felt, he said he just wanted to be friends. Foolish her, she still kept her hopes alive and continued trying to get through to him.
But finally her worst fears were realised. He told her that his feelings for her would never change.
That night she was leaving for a city nearby for a short family visit. It had been 3 days. He knew she wanted him to come and see her off. She kept looking around the bus stand expecting him to be there. Somewhere deep down she knew he wouldn’t come because she knew, to a certain extent, how his mind worked. But that night, just that only night, she wanted to prove herself wrong. And as the bus rolled out on to the main streets, she couldn’t help shedding a tear.
He gave her an ultimatum. Till date it has not sunk into her system. You’ll still find her praying into the nights that time went back to “cherry-fights”! :)
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