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Nidhi Mishra

Romance

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Nidhi Mishra

Romance

Stories Never Lie

Stories Never Lie

9 mins
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He was riding the scooter quietly, she was a pillion rider and were on the way to WTF café to have a cup of hot coffee and enjoy their favourite music....Without me by Halsey,....Hope by Winona Oak

Suddenly he applied brakes and said, "Hold my bag properly!"

She emphatically said, "Hey you! I would have taken advantage of this situation....If your laptop was not that important?"

He took a pause and smiled but at the same time in a serious tone said,"Naah!...Its something else not the laptop, something really precious and from how long I am saying please take that advantage.

Dear Please!...I am waiting for you to take advantage properly not like this."....they both had a hearty laugh,but his statement made her little inquisitive and like always she can't stop herself from guessing and letting him know about her silly guesses like...Is it a gift for me? or for someone else? or its cocaine or a pistol may be colt and she pinched him saying....Look today Jan.20,2019 United States of America is celebrating as National Cheese Lover's Day....Isn't this a good reason to say 'Cheese' and 'Please' ourselves......Now....."Please!Please tell me or else I am going to open the bag."

He said," No!No! Please wait for some time,I will let you know, it's something fragile and tender." and before this endless conversation would end google map has announced your destination is on the left.

As he parked the scooter and she settled down her hairs and bag ,he looked at her with a smile and asked, "Hey you were looking pretty in the morning in that yellow suit, very much like a bumblebee! Is this a high waist jeans?". She guessed what else could be better way to diverge the conversation, but apparently replied, "Someone is looking cool...Oh this jeans...Yes!its in now !....and stepped in his heart and the café with the grace and pride of a woman who knows how to hold happiness, she had a beaming smile on her face.

They both have planned their visit and this meeting to spent some good time as they were having a lot to share and just few hours before their departure to distant apart destinations they just want that flash back, but when they are together, he is often lost as if unaware of where to start from,falling short of words and she is always thrilled while locking eyes with him, and makes sure he saw everything she felt, which is little selfish of her but this is how she can share, and they never do too much to hide it,but most importantly they together wore mirrored expressions of love and happiness with smiles but for sure they both were unaware what next couple of hours holds for them.

One and a half hour flew in a blink of an eye because this time they talked less through speech and more through silence .Usually when they sat together they would discuss their experiences, in their professional as well as personal and sometimes absolute personal too....with several uh...uh..ah...aw...hesitation he asks something which goes through her mind and her replies were absolutely simple accompanied by lovely smiles.They actually had that cute relationship in which he annoys her by saying, "Look! What good I was saying was just a formality, but actually you read mind well, and so whatever you feel bad is true" and later comes back to her to just tell that he was simply teasing her and some times unknowingly hurts her from his perspective to certain things and when she gets angry he leaves no stone unturned to bring back that smile on her face and even he never mind saying...Men will be men...you know how All men are....They soon left to join one of their friend for lunch.

He has to leave today however,she knew that that's something that need to happen, but it's not something she think about very much. Three hours were never minimized to seconds as they happened today and by the time she has forgotten that something precious in bag conversation. Right before bidding good-bye he handed over a white envelope to her saying, this is that precious thing and ask her to open after a while, to which she gave a nod.

Of course this is something fragile and tender.....Unfolding of a letter reveals a lot his lilac love, glistening admiration, blazing confessions full of white musk smokey rose fragrance,a very imperfect picture of her was perfectly printed in black and white before permitting the letters to cascade and adorn that paper. Its magical actually magical in today's context when people have so many options to connect with WhatsApp, messenger, emails,Instagram etc,it's a long list,people are unaware of the magic a letter holds. And while holding that letter she finds it like something which turned her speechless though she is very talkative most of the time.......

Hello

To Someone Special °!°

I simply don't know from where to start and where to end writing about you. I wish I could write everything about you in my head and heart, but forgive me for not being able to do so for blah reasons (silly excuses).

You are among the few ones who have made a permanent room in my heart and head. You have been an Oasis in the desert,cool breeze in summer to me. I can never thank you enough for what you have done for me. Thank you so much for giving me so many blissful moments in my life to cherished forever.

But at the same time I would like to apologise to you for hurting your feelings. I wish I could undo that. Sorry from the deepest and purest part of my heart.I am really ...SORRY! SORRY!SORRY!

I am thankful to God for sending such a nice and wonderful person in my life.So,

THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

Now comes the heaviest part, which we both have to accept and I even don't want to speak and write about it, though it is inevitable. It makes me very sad to go away from someone who has cared for me so much, filled me with so much affection, more than what I deserved. Going away from you seems like a part of me is losing from me,but I wish we could stay in touch in coming years and who knows...some day we might come across with a surprise.

With Love,

From a known stranger.

She was dazed. How could anyone be so simple in expressing his inner core! She read it twice,thrice and for countless times in few minutes. There's just something about the way he treats her.....after he left some place, some text, some calls, some conversations, some time, some questions, some answers unheard....she discovered it has been "magical" so far.

Over the time she realised that she hasn't changed strangely. She's still navigating and exploring the reply to that letter and her first attempt was like....

Dear You,

Hope this finds you full of smile as big as river Nile...funny na...but that's truly what I can wish for you. As always I'm running short of words but to start with is....Thank you for addressing me as Someone special....No worries!...if you do not know from where to start and where to end because circles neither have a start or end point and so is our relationship and I am just a dot in that circle...still not worthy to defined by you or anybody.

........I don't know actually When? Where? Why? How?....those chords struck and filled the air with rhyming melody rather melodies,which I will keep humming like a bumblebee.

For what you wrote SORRY, that too in my way....three times is actually no more required. We all make mistakes in trying to protect what we love. We lie, we cheat, throw tantrums, cry,abuse and even hurt ourselves and others in the process. Forgive yourself for doing that, eventually you were just being human, trying to hold what you love...for little longer........I won't lie to you, that day I felt shattered when you judged my caring attitude towards you and my sincere response to the love you have shown, I really felt hurt,but very soon I questioned myself ain't I'm having few worthy moments with you to recall and smile....Can't I focus on the love,care and concern you have shown to me, and then I wondered by my finding,problem lies in my focus and not what you have said,and yes I'm also having those blissful moments which I can cherish, with this thought all I was set on this new journey way far....writing and expressing myself....something that gave me an insight,something that I hold on to, in finding that good that sustains me.

I am actually not sorry for behaving sometimes cling, for showing my care and concern to you, because it takes time to show, follow your heart. I have actually stopped apologising for expressing myself, because acting cling is better than acting distant. Caring is not a crime. Getting attached easily is not a sign of weakened heart. Why should I feel sorry to treat someone with the kind of kindness he deserves? Why should I regret for being in touch with my emotions?

I feel right person will not mistake your clinging as a character flaw. I believe one will realise it is one of the most beautiful parts about anyone. I cannot wish to have some more time of you, but I can wish all the happy times for you.

Now as far as the heaviest part is concern I want you to know its our choices which makes our actions to feel light or heavy, its your choice to go away from me, I wish you all the very best however, its my choice to let you go. I am in the state of transcendence so, to be with you I don't need you as a physical well being. Happiness comes and goes, well life isn't really good when things aren't really bad and its vice-versa. I started searching for those things that makes life more worth living. Previously writing takes me to the state of transcendence and now our silent conversations and more appropriately soliloquy are added to this too. It's another world beyond this state of transcendence, hope to share with you some day.Closing with smiles and love.

From ,

Me.

After writing this reply for once and reading it for several times she felt calm....at peace.....cool....its the settle of dusk and January's air was pleasantly cold,she thought to close the door that opens in the balcony but before she moved the other door banged....

'Open the door! Are you alright?' He inquired in a worried tone.

As she opened the door they both came through the same question to each other...

.......'What happened?'

....he continued....."its been more than half an hour and you are unresponsive to anyone....Are you crying?"

This time she stumbled, "Not exactly!....I mean Yes....actually No....Ewe.....stop questioning like this or I'll kiss you like you do always." she said and smiled smugly and he hugged her tightly, a never-ending embrace. She loves it when he caresses her long locks. He can anticipate her desires and act her will. No words were exchange between them, only smiles and a lot of hugs,n ow together they have revived their chord of friendship from their memories. She felt something soft and ethereal has brushed her soul and drifted her to peace.........though it was cold outside they put on their jackets and went for a drive and she raised the volume of the song......Fallin' all in you......melodies and memories go hand in hand.

.......though there were no phone calls she answers them all.....

........though someone may find it unreal for her it is ethereal.....

Memories never die and Stories never lie.


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