Love is always bestowed as a gift
freely,willingly and unconditionally
We don't love to be loved
we love to love.....
(Random quote,found on the net credit writer)
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CHAPTER 48
I pull her towards me,towards where she belonged.She was not surprised,I don't know how she does it but she always knows its me.
I lean toward her.She moves towards me too,our foreheads touch, and we both stand like this for a while.
Suddenly she breaks off and stares at me wide-eyed.
"I have to go now"She says.
'Where?'I ask out of curiousity.Let her think she has a chance of leaving me again.
"To where I belong"
"And where is that?"
"I don't know"She tells me.
When I don't say anything she continues."But right now I have to get back to work"
I don't tell her what I feel.I can't.I can't tell her that I love her,not now atleast.
She is not ready and so instead I ask
"Geet,can we be friends?" even when I wanted something so much more than friends.
She is shocked at this.She stares at me,her mouth hanging open and I laugh uneasily.
"Am I such a big Dusht Danav then ,huh,that you are so repelled by the very idea of being friends with me?"She looks at my chest embaressed.
"No,Maan, I would love to be your friend"She tells me firmly.
"And" she continues"Pinky is busy with Adi anyways, I really need someone to gossip with"
"Yeah sure,we will gossip.We can also braid each others hair meanwhile and give ourselves a pedicure.I really need it"I joke and wriggle my toes in the air.
Geet laughs at this and punchs me on the shoulder,a friendly punch.
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