Happy Birthday dear!! May you have a beautiful life ahead!!🤗
You know I am travelling past few days and though I had read this part earlier I kudn't comment. When I tried commenting it did not get posted and am glad I could wish you this way. This part... It was strange to read through. They are strangers but are they? She cares for him enough to not mind his insult even if she has her own apprehensions. And he, he had changed. Sometime in all these interactions he has changed a bit. You know I felt from the beginning that he is not going to insult her. I don't know why but I had this strange faith in him.
His last line, they stirred deep in me. 'Don't start caring for me Geet. Because I don't know how to stop when I do' How can you use such simple words and yet make such a deep impact I would never really know. This one sentence showed his vulnerability and his need for being cared at the same time along with the fact that he does have a soft heart in spite of everything he pretends to be.
But can anyone really stop caring for someone once they start. I feel like our heart can never really unlove. we just stop showing it if situation arises but the emotion lies always deep within us in the locked corners of our hearts.
Your writing always makes me think and I can never really express in words what I feel in heart. But yet I try.😉 Do write soon!! I enjoy the push and pull... after all Margaret had been no less when it came to Mr. Thorton.😆
Edited by aditi_2010 - 10 years ago
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