Thursday, January 19, 2012

L...o..ve..e


“I .. I love .. you” He stammered.
She looked at him and took the flower, which he dropped on the floor.
She was 21, fully blossomed and pretty.
He was 23. Handsome but often stammered and was an introvert.


She called him but he quickly walked to his home, at the end of the corridor. She sat there unusually quiet and looked at the vacant space.

They were together since they were kids!
He was sevens year old. He keenly listened to her as she enacted her teacher. Wore  huge spectacles and held a long cane. She asked questions and he answered.
He stammered with difficulty but she patiently calmed him down.


A little older, she now worried how she looked.
A little pimple had kissed her forehead and she sat glum. Sitting in the sun, she sat putting up a irritating face. She bore the heat as someone said, “your pimple might just break..”

He came towards her and stammered “hea..t stroke..yo..u..willl..gettt..” and took her along with him.
“I wont look nice with this pimple..” she cribbed.

“you u.. are.. beautifu..ll..” he managed to say



Tears rolled down as she reminisced all of it today.
Today, he finally confessed, what they felt everyday!


4 comments:

Ogee said...

lovely :)

"THE BARD WHO DOESNT HAVE TO TRY TOO HARD" said...

cute :D..any sequel 2 it??

Vicky Dada (Vikas) said...

A really good story.. I think.. because I didn't get head or tail of it. :(

Divenita said...

:):)!!

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