The air was crisp, the feeling was warm as I rode pillion with Shravan. I closed my eyes as the light wind blew against my skin and I inched closer to Shravan wrapping my arms around his chest and I think I sensed a slight sway of the bike as if Shravan was caught surprised. I smiled and threw my head back a little reminiscing my thoughts. It was not so long ago that I had said he was coward and that notion was broken when he came by and told my entire family that he had not organized Damru’s birthday. I had called him fraud, but he broken that too by trying to redeem himself by serving at the canteen. I had called him insensitive, but he proved me wrong by jumping in to ride me late in the night to the cantonment. I called him show off, but he proved me wrong by bending down to clean my shoes at the party. He made me break discipline, but I never regretted as he upheld my happiness always. I know he loves me but this time I hope he will prove me right. I opened my eyes to look into the rear mirror to see his dreamy eyes just for me.
Its payback time and today I have lied to my family by saying I am again going to meet Dad at the cantonment but truth to be told I wanted to spend some time with Shravan. I do not regret it because I think I owe this to Shravan and us. I have finally told him that Papa has already left so no point going to the cantonment but from his lopsided smile I guess he has understood my intentions. I will now let him take me on this ride to overwhelm my heart and my being. He has not failed me as we stand close to each other looking at the moon and its embers reflecting in the lake. Finally, he whispers huskily near my ears setting my nerves on fire “So you wanted this as much as I. I must say with me you have started being a little carefree, a little naughty, a little romantic and a little Shravanish”. I smiled and interlaced my fingers with his recollecting what he said “Am I becoming a little more Shravan, but anyways I don’t mind”.