Here we are, holding hands. It's the very first time we're holding hands, yet it feels so natural. I squeeze yours slightly, and I feel you squeeze mine back. I'm looking at my feet, and I know that my cheeks are turning red. I've dreamed of this for so long, and it's finally coming true. I could not believe it when you confessed your feelings yesterday. I thought my ears were playing tricks on me. But they weren't.
You stammered, you looked at your feet, you whispered these three words I will remember forever: and after looking at me., your face lightened, and a broad smile appeared on your lips.
So here we are, holding hands. We are enjoying this new intimacy way too much to rush anything.
Love is a subject we haven't spoken about yet, You have made a start now., and I know., I will too eventually '.
We are walking in Jetsar Market. It's Navratri time. The shops are beautifully decorated ; Some people that we meet in the street look at us with eyes as wide as saucers.
We are almost there at the entrance of the Haveli'.The twilight has given way to the night'...with the moon on the horizon and the stars twinkling above.
I turn my head and look at you. You are looking at the ground, a thin smile on your lips. You look dreamy, as though you 're not really here with me, but somewhere else, far way, in a world of your own. I don't speak to you. Words are not needed; they could break the magic of the moment, destroy it. I don't want that to happen.
I want time to stop. I want to look at you forever. I try to memorize as many things as I can, for I know that I cannot stop time, unfortunately. I try to memorize how a lock of hair is resting on your forehead. I don't want to forget a thing.
I see on your face that you know you're being watched. Your eyes look at your left, towards me. You finally turn your head and face me. We bury our eyes into each other's. And I feel it; I know it. This is going to be now. Right here. You're going to kiss me. You know., I know it. And I know... you know... that I know.
We both lick our lips. You take my free hand into yours. We stare at them. It's dark, and I cannot really tell which ones are mine and which ones are yours. I bring our hands to my mouth and kiss the knot they're making. I do not feel my mouth on my hands, so I figure out that I kissed yours. I smile and bring back my eyes to yours. They are burning with such an intensity that, didn't I know you, I would think you were scary. But you're not. You won't ever be scary for me. You're Shiv'.,..Shiv Raj Shekhar.
And I know by looking into your eyes that you are mine. And I know, I've always known, that I am yours.
Your hand slips around my waist and I slide mine around yours. You bend your head and our lips touch. The touch is so soft, so tender. I can't believe it's true. Your lips are hot and soft. How could I possibly refuse this to you? I've wanted this for so long. I feel your hand caress my hair. You are so gentle. You're so tall, so strong, so determined at times I would never have guessed you could be this gentle. Yet I should have known... I should have read it in your eyes...
When we break for air, I see your cheeks are slightly pink. I guess mine must be too. You open your mouth as if you were going to speak, but I stop you by putting two of my fingers on your lips. You look astonished at first and then start kissing my fingertips. I shiver and close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of your warm lips and on my cold fingers.
I feel your arms wrap around me, and I find myself engulfed in a bear-hug. My head is against your chest, and I can hear your heart beating. I wrap my arms around your waist, under your coat, and hug you tight. Your nose is nuzzling my hair. I sigh with happiness. A smile takes shape on my lips as I feel your mouth kissing the top of my head.
After what feels like hours and nanoseconds of being in your arms., I realize it's time to head back home.I haven't said "I love you" yet. But that'll come. Tonight, tomorrow, next week... who knows? The most important thing, after all, is that we both know it's going to be said... I can see it in your eyes.
We walk back to the entrance of the Haveli, hand in hand, glancing every two seconds at each other, your eyes full of silent promises... that I'm sure'...the time as well as you'...will not make them break.
FINISH.
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