《Flying High ●Completed●》7.TWO WORLDS
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I still remember that day,
when our eyes first acquainted.
A trival moment of almost nothing
yet the timeless beginning of everything.
"I don't want to marry you"
I stated without looking into his eyes.
See, I hate people who don't keep eye contact while speaking. But I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I don't know why.
"Suit yourself"
he said shrugging his shoulders and leaning on the railing.
He bloody shrugged!
"I said I don't want to marry you."
I repeated barely concealing the rage bubbling in me.
I fisted my hands to control myself.
Thank goodness I don't have nails.
Seriously Aaru Nails?!
"I know" came his curt reply.
WHAT?
If he knew that then why the hell is he here?
"Then?"
"But you will marry me"
he stated in a matter of fact tone
"Do you really think you can make me do this?"
I asked in my most intimidating voice or the least I tried to.
"Yes"
And my dear friends I lost it
"Who do you think you are?
This is my life no one I mean NO ONE can make my decisions at least not any random stranger.
So it's better you show yourself out before I completely lose it"
And finally, I looked straight into his eyes and God I never regretted anything more than that in my entire 22 years of existence.
Not even when I accidentally spilled coffee over my haughty Principal.
He got me captivated in those intimidating yet beautiful blue ocean.
Hypnotising me, conjuring me to seek the mysteries hiding in the depths of those oceans.
I knew at that moment I will never be able to look at the sky and stop myself from thinking about him.
Determination, confidence, amusement.
Is that admiration which I see?
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For whom? Me???
Huh! I don't think so.
With thick dark brown hair, a prominent perfectly straight and narrow nose, a strong jaw, and the condescending tilt of his full, wide mouth slowly curving into a smirk.
Wait...Smirk??
I didn't notice when he reached near me.
"I am Abhimanyu
And I'm not a stranger at least not for long.
Yes, I can make you mine or
I can never guarantee whether you will get to complete your internship as a matter of fact even start it"
My breath hitched, my eyes welled up.
But NO.
Not in front of this handsome arrogant Monster.
No, I can do better than that.
So I asked what I felt right
"Why?"
"I need a wife, I chose you"
"Are you kidding me?
one of the most Eligible Bachelor out there in the whole world and
you chose me a simple middle-class girl who doesn't even have a degree in her name.
Even though I love my body I know it's not the best out there.
Seriously you want me to believe that?"
I demanded even though I was intimidated.
I needed answers, this is my life we are talking about.
"Yes" and there comes the well-detailed reply.
"You will make me do this right???"
Desperation clearly peeking through my voice.
"I want you to do this"
Confidence oozing from his voice
and a little bit of tenderness
I am not sure anymore.
"I'm not a doll. I'm a human being"
I retorted a bit more closer to him.
"Don't put your words in my mouth "
Adi??
He is a psycho
"Don't you see it?? I am a South Indian, you are a North Indian.
You are super rich, I am a middle-class girl.
You speak Hindi, I speak Tamil.
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We are worlds apart.
Two worlds can't meet.
It will be disastrous"
I told him holding his gaze.
Seconds turned into minutes.
We drowned into each other's eyes.
Both searching for something in other's but don't know what it was.
Blue and hazel meeting under the red hue of the setting Sun.
The Sun going away after the day, giving way to the moon with
a promise to come back soon.
The sharing of duty equally
to look after the land,
to protect it.
Maybe after not discovering anything he spoke
"Then get ready for the storm"
saying that he turned and abruptly left.
Not sure of what to do.
I collapsed on the floor. I stared at the serene sky, my eyes glistening with ushered tears.
After a couple of minutes, I composed myself and went back to the hall.
Radhika aunty reached out to me and kissed my forehead.
I saw the glimmering hope in those ocean blue eyes. Which I failed to notice before seeing a certain someone's. I gave her a smile.
Ananya side hugged me.
Ajay uncle offered me a small smile which I reciprocated. Maybe a little less enthusiastically. I don't know why but I felt those experienced eyes concealing some secrets deep in them.
I think I'm losing my mind.
Then they left, not before assuring each other to make a decision in 4 days and inform it.
Suddenly he turned back and nodded at me.
There was sudden hooting and teasing by my cousin's.
If only they knew...
"I want some rest"
saying this I went to my room, not meeting anyone's questioning gazes.
Tears started streaming down my cheeks. Leah entered the room and hugged me. Then the rest came and we had a group hug.
I suddenly remembered the last time we group hugged almost 3 days back.
What changed?
Was it my mistake?
Can I undo it?
I kept asking myself not knowing when I went into oblivion.
A temporary escape from the world,
a world with a certain blue-eyed man.
Does Love always hurt?
HAPPY DIWALI
Love
Leah😉
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