A week passed. She had called him twice. He had not expected that from her. He had a feeling she was becoming more interested in him than he was. He had hoped just to talk to her. To put is thoughts to rest. But that had resulted in blooming of a friendship. He still felt something was not right about the entire thing. His mind didn’t approve of it.
He talked about his new found friend with Vinod and Ramya. They felt good; he was beginning to look forward. They wanted him to make friends. If the time came when they had to leave him, he would be left with no one to share anything. They had been trying to make him more interactive with others. To think forward when it came to developing friendships. They felt happy about it.
As days rolled by Shiva and Shweta started calling up each other every day. Their closeness was increasing leaps and bounds. For her, it was like a starved man stumbling on a stone to uncover hidden cave filled with food. She began to open up. She hadn’t done this in years. She felt a knot in her stomach when she thought of him. His speech had the kind of force that attracted her. Talking to him gave her a childish thrill. It reminded her of the olden days. Those golden days… She had been forcing herself to stay away from that. But Shiva had run into her life and she could not afford to lose him. She wanted him. A close relationship. She wanted a feeling of security. Her heart was cut deeply. So deep that the scar will NEVER disappear. Should she tell him? Does she mean so much to her? Does he treat her and have her as high in his mind as she does? These were the questions she tried to answer every night. But sleep was not so generous. It wouldn’t let her find the answer. Her mind though, didn’t want to lose him. He was too precious. This feeling will not arise everyday. And surely not with everyone she comes across. He was unique to her.
But why was she so confused? What does she fear? Or who?
He talked about his new found friend with Vinod and Ramya. They felt good; he was beginning to look forward. They wanted him to make friends. If the time came when they had to leave him, he would be left with no one to share anything. They had been trying to make him more interactive with others. To think forward when it came to developing friendships. They felt happy about it.
As days rolled by Shiva and Shweta started calling up each other every day. Their closeness was increasing leaps and bounds. For her, it was like a starved man stumbling on a stone to uncover hidden cave filled with food. She began to open up. She hadn’t done this in years. She felt a knot in her stomach when she thought of him. His speech had the kind of force that attracted her. Talking to him gave her a childish thrill. It reminded her of the olden days. Those golden days… She had been forcing herself to stay away from that. But Shiva had run into her life and she could not afford to lose him. She wanted him. A close relationship. She wanted a feeling of security. Her heart was cut deeply. So deep that the scar will NEVER disappear. Should she tell him? Does she mean so much to her? Does he treat her and have her as high in his mind as she does? These were the questions she tried to answer every night. But sleep was not so generous. It wouldn’t let her find the answer. Her mind though, didn’t want to lose him. He was too precious. This feeling will not arise everyday. And surely not with everyone she comes across. He was unique to her.
But why was she so confused? What does she fear? Or who?
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