You're sitting there in Hard Rock Cafe in a city that is not home for either of you. And you're talking. And the talking doesn't stop and neither of you want it to. Someone sings, the other laughs. Someone starts to talk about an uncomfortable topic(or so they think) but only the one who initiated that seems to find it uncomfortable and shuts up. Sipping on their drinks and stealing glances. An occasional blush. And something else. That factor which makes you hate your aunt for calling you up in the middle of this chance encounter with this handsome 'stranger' who seems to be making a place for himself in your life without your being able to, or even wanting to object. You must say Goodbye but you want to try and incorporate another plan for the night ignoring the fact that 'Junkyard Groove' would not be on your cards that night. You step out after obliging him to pay for you for lack of funds at the time. The hug. The anticipated hug that just does it for you. You know you don't want to let go. But you do. And you walk in opposite directions. And smile.
Jun 18, 2010
We want explanations for everything-the cause and effect of rising Naxalism in India, the answers at the back of the Accounts text book in details, why Rahul never got together with Anjali in his college days...But some things in life just can't be explained. And when you realize how much they can affect you, you don't even want an explanation.
Posted by Rohini at 6:09:00 AM