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February 17, 2015

Reserved Sentiments #Tears

As she was standing at the bus stop waiting to catch her bus for home her heart continued to flutter incessantly. She looks around as if confirming that the resonance was unheard outside. Tickling her senses, the news of his arrival, had left her to meet head-on with the inexperienced emotions.

The positive vibes indicated the happy meet up waiting for the next day.

However, this happiness was short-lived as he called up and broke the news that he could not come, as his ticket did not confirm. Fumbling for words, she responded with an "okay".

Though they both were introverts and exchanged few words, still this silence was uncalled for. It had been quite a while since the day they were engaged and in this span, the heart had developed an edge over the mind. They longed to meet each other.

“It is okay dear”, he said.

“Dear” he had called her for the first time and nothing could be more heart rendering than this. She wished she could cry.
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“Are you all right?” mom asked her as she reached home.

“Yes I am fine, just tired. I had to wait for the bus so…” she lied.

Her Heart had stopped beating it seemed. The energy had drained and she wished to sleep. So, she excused herself and went for a nap.
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“Get up. He is on the phone.”

“Why is your phone switched off? He says he has been trying to reach you since an hour.” Her mother stood over her head shouting at her.

Uninterested in this conversation she just took the phone from her mom without giving any response.
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A heavy voice enquired if she was fine.

“Yes, all is good and I was tired so I was sleeping.” She replied.

“I am sure, you are telling the truth however if you want I will come by flight,” he said.

She muttered that it was not required, however, in her heart she wanted him to fly over to her if it was the solution.

As they say stupid heart and its silly desires.………………………………………………………………………………

She got up next morning with a heavy head and heart. Thinking she was unwell, the family had started the normal day without disturbing her.

“No one cares for me. As it is, this is a weekend ruined by an unconfirmed ticket.  ” she thought.
As she sat, sulking in her room the phone rang again. It was he. She decided against picking up the phone but then picked it up.

 “Good afternoon dear,” he said.

She found it taunting as to what was so good about that particular afternoon and greeted back in a blunt voice.

“By the way, do you plan to sit like that in that nightdress the whole day or are we going out somewhere.”  He grilled her.

Surprised she looked around to find him at her door.

Tears started trickling down her cheeks as she realized that he had literally flown over to her overnight.

 She blushed, gushed towards him; hiding in his arms ... and the tears never stopped.



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