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!
Haha nice one Preeti..I know women possess an intrinsic hatred for the stubbles. U are no exception. Thanks for responding to my tag :)
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Sammya
:D Thanks Sammya!
DeleteShortest but with lot of meanings attached, sincere dint understood, may be a woman thing :) wishes..u will win the contest :)
DeleteHahah!! No, Prajosh, I won't win.. To win, I have to write a lot of posts on the topic and earn points, which I am not at all doing! I just wrote it because one of my friend tagged me in his post. And if I don't write, then he would lose 300 points! So I wrote it for him. I am actually not participating in this contest. :)
ReplyDeleteOh... Got it :p
DeleteYo! :)
DeleteLovely, I actually hope that you win it because it's so nice and cute! Why don't you put it in the BA form, now that you have anyway written it? :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Canary! :) Am actually not participating in this contest! Just wrote it for a friend! :)
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ReplyDeleteThank you, Sarasij! :)
DeleteNice. Very emotional. Have a happy new year.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot! And a very happy New year to you too! :) Thanks for dropping by. Keep visiting!
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