I looked at mom in a gesture saying "No!!!! Never!!"
I knew mom probably wasn't aware of his "Oh-so-Dashing" looks! I don't blame this on her. I looked at him, he came towards me with all his 32 flashing out ! This, no doubt, couldn't chop off the tingy feeling I started to have when I first saw him at the door. How casually he walked inside with the suitcase in his hand! A tough feeling attacked me when he came to shake his hands with me -- " Hi, I am Arun."
I wanted to flee, I wanted to run away from there!! Each and everything that belongs to him, started giving me goosebumps and that itchy feeling - his suitcase, his shirt, his hands and even his parents!! I yet again, looked at his stubble and then again at his hands which was waiting eagerly to get hold of mine! Man, I hate that unclean stubble!
I closed my heart and forwarded my hand. But yeah, my heart knew that was the first as well as the last time I was seeing him!
May be I am getting older, may be I will have none who would make me a bride, but yes, it can never be him! I just had to call it quits!
PS- This post is for the Blogadda Contest P.A.U.S. indian-blogging-contest P.A.U.S.
My post was a reply to Sammya Brata's Post .
I want to tag some of my friends in this post- Anvi Mehta, Anusree Burman.
P.S.-- Winner in Daily basis in the P.A.S.S. contest!
I knew mom probably wasn't aware of his "Oh-so-Dashing" looks! I don't blame this on her. I looked at him, he came towards me with all his 32 flashing out ! This, no doubt, couldn't chop off the tingy feeling I started to have when I first saw him at the door. How casually he walked inside with the suitcase in his hand! A tough feeling attacked me when he came to shake his hands with me -- " Hi, I am Arun."
I wanted to flee, I wanted to run away from there!! Each and everything that belongs to him, started giving me goosebumps and that itchy feeling - his suitcase, his shirt, his hands and even his parents!! I yet again, looked at his stubble and then again at his hands which was waiting eagerly to get hold of mine! Man, I hate that unclean stubble!
I closed my heart and forwarded my hand. But yeah, my heart knew that was the first as well as the last time I was seeing him!
May be I am getting older, may be I will have none who would make me a bride, but yes, it can never be him! I just had to call it quits!
PS- This post is for the Blogadda Contest P.A.U.S. indian-blogging-contest P.A.U.S.
My post was a reply to Sammya Brata's Post .
I want to tag some of my friends in this post- Anvi Mehta, Anusree Burman.
P.S.-- Winner in Daily basis in the P.A.S.S. contest!