Tuesday, 13 May 2014

Apple of your eye- Part 18

There was tension between them. He had loads to say but didn't know how to begin. Why was it so challenging to speak out those special world? It was all there .. Alas!!  His voice didn't support him. She was there and he was there too. Situation was perfect. No one was there ...except her little sister.

Wait! What was she doing here? She was supposed to go to school based on his sources. Ah!!  How could he forget? Sometimes sources could also go wrong. He smiled nervously. “ Hhhh..helllooo!! “, he stammered , feeling every inch of his pulse beating. He tried his best to look confident in front of her. Whenever he looked at her eyes, he would forget everything.

She wanted to shut the door. But the fear of banging the door at a Jawan left her standing next to the door. “ Who is it, khor?”, her sister asked with genuine curiosity. “ Noone..”, she said but her sister was already by her side. “ Hello! I am Safina ! I am Aafreen’s sister.”, Safina greeted him politely. He simply nodded while his eyes were focused on Aafreen.


                           
Aafreen nudged her sister’s hand for greeting him. She mustered all the courage and said furiously, “ Why are you here?” Her sister was shocked at seeing her rage. Aafreen had never lost her calm. She was always the calm and composed one...the person who would go to any extent to bring peace. She was always against the violence.

He was stunned by sudden rage and this resulted into him blurting out the words that he had hidden in his heart, " I love you and I know you are scared to disclose the same feeling for me. I wiill promise to stay with you always. Your dreams will be mine. I will do anything for your happiness. I have to told you before and wiill tell you again - your welfare will always be mine."

She was angry and confused at him. She did love him and she loved her parents too. And her family was more important than anything else to her. " I ... I am marrying someone. I am sorry.", she cried, breaking his heart into pieces. He gave a wry smile. He wanted to leave but not without one last try. Everyone gets a second chance. Why not him?

( To be continued

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