Chapter 1
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hey guys..I have been a silent reader on IF for a while and I must say that there are some realy talented people here. Some of your creations are just simply amazing..Reading all of that, I thought why not give writing a try. This is my first time writing anything. I want to make it a very short and sweet story. This is the first part. Do lemme know if you think its worth continuing.
Note: this story is part true and fiction, I leave it upto you to guess which part is which..
And Him, god, what if I can't hide it? Today is the first time we are meeting after I found out that I was desperate for His love.
Cinnamon
mmm..the smell..its amazing..I never thought I would be a lover of the smell of cinnamon..but right here, right now. its amazing..
The anticipation, the nervousness and the excitement coupled with the smell made a heady sensation..I knew He would be there today. I hoped I would be able to play the role of cute, bubly person infront of Him..I do not know why, but all my wonderful personality traits seem to go missing in action when He is in the picture. Seriously, if He knew, He'd laugh.. I mean how many times have we met,let alone talked, for me to feel this way about Him..And now, even when I know that nothing is going to happen between us, there is this little hope burried deep inside my heart that is leaping for a another chance..a chance to make Him fall in love with me..to dazzle Him into wanting me..
and today, maybe finally, i will get that chance. Maybe I will be able to change the No to a Yes. Don't get me wrong..He never said no to me. The whole story about the two of us is much different. You see, we are both related. His father and my mother are cousins. When we went back to India for the first time after we came to canada, his father joked that I should marry his son. At that time, He wasn't even in India and well it was a joke right. But that was the first proposal I ever had. joke or not, it got stuck in my mind.
Time passed by, I had a boyfriend or two but i never fell in love. It was still an emotion I dreamt about, fantasized about. But I couldn't quite get my hands on it.
Then on another trip back home, I actually met Him..
And I remembered the fake propsal and everyone teased me about it..everyone means my family..yeah, I love my family dearly but they can be bit of a pain sometimes. Well, the first meeting was not anything special and I think I actually disliked Him because He drank with his dad when I offered Him a beer as a joke.
And I remembered the fake propsal and everyone teased me about it..everyone means my family..yeah, I love my family dearly but they can be bit of a pain sometimes. Well, the first meeting was not anything special and I think I actually disliked Him because He drank with his dad when I offered Him a beer as a joke.
But it seemed we were meant to be.
My uncle brought up the proposal again after we left india and his father loved the idea. The son, however, seemed not too keen since we just met that one time and really we didnt know anything about each other. My parents sent him some of my pictures and then we did not hear anything about it. We waited and waited, but no reply.
What were my feelings when all this was going on? Actually,for some mysterious reason still unknown to me, I had started falling for Him. It seemed as if the love I had fantasized about was Him. I was overjoyed at the thought our marriage. I had started dreaming about what my life would be married to Him. And really, He and his family seemed exactly like what I had always wanted. But when the no reply period started, I started hating Him. Its very weird to love a guy and hate a guy when you dont even know him. But that's exactly how I felt. I felt as if I was betrayed in love. As if He ripped apart everything that I dreamt of. All my fantasies came to an end. I was left heartbroken.
And then we found out that the actual case was much different. It was the indifference of his mother that has put an end to our proposed relationship and as a result of that discord, his father has left home and has started living at his cinnamon estate. To say the least, I was relieved. He had not rejected me out of hand but after this incident, the proposed marriage between us came to an end. But see, I am a dreamer and I think I never stopped dreaming that one day if I get the chance, maybe I can make him fall in love with me.
And today, 6 months after everything happened, we are back home again. This time, my elder sister is getting married. We are going around to our relatives' houses giving them wedding cards. My mom wanted to give one to his father. Even though He and I didnt work out, they were still relatives and friends of each other. Since his father still lived at the estate, my brother proposed a trip to the area and everyone readily agreed.
That's where we are right now. We are passing through the estate to go the ranch house. And I smell cinnamon. How come I never realized how amazing that smell is. Breathing it in is a pleasure itself. My heartbeat increases with each step towards the house. My uncle had accidently found out that He will be at the estate with his father this weekend and I am afraid that I won't be able to control my emotions infront of him. No one else knew how I felt about Him. They did not know that my eyes become dreamy when I think of Him. that my heart skips a beat when I hear His name. They had no idea that I fantasized about marrying Him. And I am afraid that if I am not able to hide my feelings today, they will never ever stop teasing me about it.
And Him, god, what if I can't hide it? Today is the first time we are meeting after I found out that I was desperate for His love.
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