High Heels

"I guess you need it", she passed me a pair of high heels, with a jealously glinting in her eyes. Though I didn't like her gesture, she was right.

"Quite unbelievably, you are looking gorgeous", said Shina.

"Thanks".I knew that everyone was jealous of me because today I was going to date the most handsome, coolest, or in short, the perfect boy at the college. Every girl wanted to date him but guess what? I was dating him. He invited me to a couple of parties tonight! How can I miss this opportunity? I tried my best to look gorgeous as much as I can. But, as Shina said my height was an issue! The boy I'm dating is about 6 feet, and I'm just 4.11. I somehow managed to get the highest heels on.

I reached the venue by cab in order to walk less. I decided to walk the least as possible. He was on the gate waiting for me. I was pretty much excited, but at the same time, I was nervous about my heels.

I wanted to run towards him but I controlled my feelings.

I walk slowly but gracefully in order to hide my discomfort from him. He stared at me. I approached him with a huge smile on face and closed his dropped jaw by my hand.

"Hey! Shanaya, you are looking gorgeous!", he complimented me."I mean I just can't take my eyes off from you!". I blushed. There were butterflies flying in my stomach at that time. "Yes! I impressed him. Girls, watch me now", I thought. "Let us go inside" and he broke my chain of thoughts. "Yeah. Sure" I started walking a bit fast, forgetting about my heels and I was about to slip, but thank god, Abhi held me.

"Be careful girl, I guess the boys in the house are going to slip after looking at you. Just kidding".

Embarrassed I replied, "I am sorry".

We got into the lounge. That was a grand party. There were many couples around us, roses in their hands and love in their hearts. Quite Mesmerising!

Abhi asked me to dance. We danced slowly, covering the entire house. I was looking into his eyes and he in mine. I wanted to stop the time & store this moment in my eyes for a lifetime.

Suddenly someone changed music. It had a faster tempo. People were changing their dance partners. I was moving swiftly across the floor from one hand to another. I tried to maintain my balance. But due to the slippery floor and my heels, I lost my balance and fell into someone's arms. I looked towards the man, embarrassingly, and it was Abhi! "Phew!" 

"Are you OK babe? Something wrong with you? You got some problems? I think we should stop dancing, let's sit ", he said patiently. "No, I'm absolutely fine! I just messed up my steps. Sorry about that. Do you wanna dance again? Let's join them.", I said. Actually, I wanted to sit down, but I was pretending to be fine.

 "No its enough now, we really need a break. Let's sit there on the couch. I guess you must be hungry, right? " 

"Yeah! We should dine now" I said this with an attitude like, "I'm hungry now so can't dance otherwise I would have hit the dance floor."

We finally sat down. My feet were paining slightly. An awkward silence prevailed for a few minutes. I was trying to look at him secretly and thinking about what I'm going to tell my friends. " So you were hungry, right? " " Yes, I'm damn hungry " " Let's have food then ", he said. "Buffet", he added on." What the heck, it's been difficult for me" I look at him with a fake smile. I was praying that everything would be alright.

We took our dinner plates. I carefully handled the thing. I was motivating myself. "Hold on girl, we are going to reach. Just a few seconds more". Finally, we reached the table. I was about to place my plate on the table but I twisted my leg and I slipped along with the food. This time the chair saved me but I spilled the food. Again I embarrassed him. Still, patiently he said, " It's alright, are you OK? Are you hurt? Don't worry I'll bring another one".

I was about to cry. I didn't say anything and I stood still. He brought me another plate. But I wasn't in the mood of eating. " I guess it's not my cup of tea. He deserves someone else. More beautiful, taller girl who will never embarrass him. I think I should tell him that he should find another one ", I thought." Shanaya, are you alright dear? Tell me if something is wrong? Are you not comfortable with the place?", he asked. "What I was supposed to say to him, I'm not comfortable with my height? Your goodness is killing me?", I thought. I just kept mum, but the tears rolled out from my eyes. He took my hands in his and tried to calm me down. I took my hands back, grabbed my purse and moved on. He followed me. We got outside. He was trying to stop me. I walked fast and yet again my heels brought me down, but that time I couldn't hold my screams. 

He ran towards me and sat beside me asking "Are you alright dear". I was crying continuously. After a while, I saw him again. He helped me to get up, but I couldn't stand straight and I leaned my weight on him. He was holding my arms. I finally gathered the courage to tell him the truth. "Abhi, I love you. I don't want to leave you. But, I guess I'm not compatible with you. You are a very nice person. I liked you since the first day of our college, but Abhi you deserve someone else who is beautiful and taller than me. I can't afford this act of being tall. Sorry!! I don't want to hurt you but. ...." He wiped away my tears and hugged me. "Come on,

Shanaya, I love you too, and yes even I liked you since the first day of our college". I was surprised. I looked in his eyes. He kneeled down and took off my heels. He grabbed me in his arms and took me to the bench nearby. "Look Shanaya, I love you too. Not because you are beautiful or not because of your height."

I love you because I know you have got a really nice heart. Because you are good at everything. I never mind if you have short height or pimples on face dear. I love you because you are you! " " "But our friends?" 

"Who cares about them? And who are they to set standards for us? It's our life and we are happy with each other. It is enough I guess...isn't it? 

"Yes. We are happy " 

"Don't cry now. I don't like my baby like this. Now smile,"

 I smiled and wiped my tears. 

"Let's join the party once again? ", I asked. 

"With or without heels? "

And we both laughed together.