BlushyPriti

"You've started liking me. Haven't you?" Vishal's eyes fixed like a hawk deep onto the calm cappuccino-sipping actions of Tasha whose hands had turned involuntarily uncontrollable already. Sitting opposite to Vishal, Tasha had been enjoying his silent company until his fired question revealed his intentions of confrontations today."We are just friends. You see..." "Oh I see. Just friends." Hurt was evident from his features. "Lie me. Not to yourself. What's wrong if you feel for me? Let not your innocent emotions be suppressed." His palm over hers comforted her with a friendly gesture."You're getting it wrong Vishal.""Is that so? Then why are we meeting even after I taught you completely to cook as I promised? Let's end this." The returned friendship band stayed on the table and Tasha saw him going away. Away from her forever. Yet she didn't stop him. She knew her heart couldn't afford him not another heart break."Ma'am two brownies. Where did sir go?""Away from me forever! That's good for him."Keeping locked up all the emotions in her heart Tasha picked up her handbag and exited the cafe.But was this the end? Or the beginning? Come let's see...…

BlushyPriti

#Winner of The Awesome Awards 2018 & Stardust Awards 2018(chicklit category)4 in #friendfiction on 11/07/20186 in #husbandandwife on 23/05/2018The music on the FM in his car played ...1) 'Mere yara tere gham agar payenge hume teri hai kasam hum sawar jayenge'2) soniyo o soniyo......tu dede mera saath tham le ye hath chahe jo v ho baath, tu baas dee de mera saath.The songs one by one had made us feel them. I could see him. His eyes didn't meet me. I understand when he is hurt. Although there is not a particular expression that predicts he is angry but I know something changes the colour of his face. He turns red at the features of his face. And he doesn't directly look into my eyes. I switched off the FM to ease the moment.'Why did you switch it off? Fearing that your feelings might erupt?' Speaking rudely he still didn't look at me. He had his gaze fixed on the windshield, clutching the steering more firmly."I thought of easing you. It's you who is facing away, hiding his eyes from me. You still don't understand my intentions, my feelings." With teary eyes I faced his tear-glossed eyes. We looked into each other for some moment as if letting each other know that its not only you, I too have suffered. We didn't speak. A silence crept over our heart. But the journey continued....××××××We had left each other far behind in time. Then why is destiny trying its best to bring us together? For how wounded my heart he left, it remained unheeled for years. Update - every sunday…

BlushyPriti

131 in #childhood on 22/05/2018133 in #rage on 25/05/2018Flashback brings good memories of me and my beloved. Discover who the beloved is in the poem.…