She looked at the endless horizon, her heart amiss, mind battling with the knowledge, trying to decide what she wished and what she wanted to do. The sun would set in another half hour and she would be on her way back home. It was not difficult. She could easily go to his place...or she could simply forget about it all and go back home. Nobody would ask her anything...but what was it that she wanted to do? Sighing she stared on, trying to clear her head with the memories of last night. It had been amazing...he had been amazing. She still remembered the look in his eyes when she was leaving him, the gentle imploring eyes, asking her to stay, to be with him. But...Ashu...
She was done thinking. It was time to act and she purposefully put the car in gear and was on her way. Was it right? She cared not anymore. She wanted to be with him...but she was committed to Ashu...
Her mind battled on with the thought and before she knew she had stopped the car. Looking at the door she pondered again...the feeling crossed her heart then. That utter softness, the helplessness she had felt. It had been such a long time she had felt goosebumps. And he had been responsible for that one. She sighed and stepped out of the car. Everyone deserves one stupidity in life...one impulsive decision. Taking in a deep breath she walked purposefully towards the door and stopped thinking.
He sat right next to her, his head peacefully resting on her lap while she played with his hair. It had been simply wonderful so far yet she felt guilt swathing her heart. Ashu...Would he...her mind cleared as he moved a little and snuggled his head deeper into her lap lovingly . Ashu was out of town...smiling she looked at her lap and wondered at the shining black sheen of hair. She would worry about Ashu when he came back ten days later...right now she had something really important to think about. Smiling she clasped his face in between both her hands and looked into his eyes, fighting to stay close...
"What should I call you?"
He yelped as she picked him up in one swift motion and relaxed again when she put him down back on her lap.
5 comments:
"He sat right next to her, his head peacefully resting on her lap while she played with his hair." - This is where I figured. :-)
Nice one!
melodrama is not ur forte and thats where i guessed it in starting that something different is being talked abt here :)
This reminds me of another story... let me find that story and then I will comment.
Nice. What name did she finally decide for him?
@ richa
What men don't rest their head in a woman's lap anymore?
Thanks :)
@ deepak
hmmm...........i can't do melodrama...thanks for the compliment.
@ subhadip
I guess it reminds on of a story by Jeffrey Archer...once i wrote it even i was remotely reminded of the same. Can't recall the name but i believe it was in the collection of short stories.
@ woodie
Thanks...well...no name yet...any suggestions?
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