beginning of "the end" ...

(sequel of the previous post..."you" )
“ now since you have read what my heart stores there is only one question I wish to ask ….. will you be my date?



I m madly in love with you sweetheart!


This was the end from my part and m still waiting for an end…. From your side.”



 

The dumbfounded girl finished reading her life on pages and that too in armaan’s words. She kept staring at the book. Her brain was not ready to react the sudden blow of mixture of anonymous emotions. she reread the last chapter again. Armaan’s face was running in front of her eyes. The first meet when she saw him how perfect his personality looked to her....the way he was a boss and a friend at the same time .....the way his maturity reflected in his actions and that was the reason she couldn’t stay annoyed with him for long..... how much she hated his boyish chats whenever he and aman sat together in the reading room,library, cafes and commented on every other girl passed ... which she termed as cheap behaviour ... and how much she use to feel delighted by his presence whenever he showed the respect for his female friends and use to take the responsibility of each of them whenever they were out with him for any reason. She loved him as his senior who was matured and she loved him more when he use to make faces and do immature acts just for convincing his angry friends to forgive him for his irresponsible behaviour ...... she hated him when he used to call her a kid but she use to love whenever he use to hold her hands while crossing the roads or while strolling in some overcrowded place ...as if she is a kid for doing such ‘tough’ jobs.

“he didn’t know why he wanted her so much at that moment. He was falling for her as every second passed “ esha was staring at these words of the article.

she couldn’t believe that a guy who is the matinee idol of  many gorgeous females....has written that he was falling for a silly girl with the tick of the hands of the clock... The feeling of sudden intense sensation made her eyes wet and tears rolled down her cheeks and her nose became as red as a cherry.



“the event ‘colors of your words’ is gonna start within next 10 mins .all the participants and interested folk kindly report in lecture theatre on the first floor... “ the announcement broke esha’s train of thought . she wiped her tears and kept the book back in the shelf . she took her bag and headed towards the venue. With numerous thoughts in her head about armaan and her life with him in past year she hardly paid any attention on her dream competition. As she entered the room filled with around 150 people her eyes opposed her brains and searched armaan .

“ ready for the result “ armaan jumped over a bench and landed in front of her.

Esha was startled ‘cause of both armaan and his words. She was amazed to see him in his normal self. Unlike her he was not at all nervous, without any thoughtful expression . then she realised its him- armaan the coolest dude and not the epitome of some silly nervousness.

“what happened kid? Why so serious? “ armaan tickled her fancy .

“ ummm.,...i ..” she struggled with the words to find a proper reply but she her tounge and brain didn’t coordinate to make a reply.

“ forget about everything right now ...its the D DAY .“ he lowered his head and whispered in her ears.

She tittered .

“lets move to our seats.” He took her hand and headed towards the front row reserved for the participants.esha could feel the hold of his hand was different than that on ususl days or may be it was just her imagination that was making her feel the difference.

The organisers welcomed everyone and the after few more speeches from judges and guest of honour they reached to the most awaited moment of the competition. All participants crossed their fingers and esha closed her eyes tightly and thought how much she wished to win this competition.

“ the jury has decided the result and the lucky winners of the participants are megha dutta and aditi kumar of stefens college for their creation “ love ,life and lust “ . the applause of audience congratulated the victors.

Esha stared at the judges sitting on the stage and armaan gazed at shocked esha.

“ and i feel proud to announce that colors of shade is highly honoured to give a special appreciation accolade to esha gupta and armaan Mehta for their beautiful creation “you”.

Esha and armaan cheered loudly...”woooooow” ! esha jumped towards armaan for an hug but stopped a step before.

“c’mom .. esha i deserve a friendly hug as an co-author ,though i accept i have contributed a bit less in the story. “ armaan chuckled as he pulled her to give her a tight hug.

the winners were requested to read the favourite abstract from their respective stories. After the first place winners armaan stepped on the stage to read the abstract.

As expected by esha he opened the last chapter and started reading it. The words were now filled with feelings and his mellifluous voice made the atmosphere more seducing.

The emotional part of armaan was extremely fresh for esha and so she kept staring at him in surprise . as he reached the last part the story he fixed his eyes on esha and quoted the last lines ....” now since you have read ....... still waiting for an end from you “.

Esha blushed and her beautiful eyes dilated as if pleading armaan to stop.

The audience acclaimed and armaan came down from the stage and stood nest to esha. Soon after certificate distribution and few meetings with people and friends the day passed . The joy of being appreciate d and a small party organised by armaan’s friend was enough for esha to stay in her normal self . . Esha and armaan finally got free and were set to step out of the stefens .

As soon as they sat in the auto , the thoughts of armaan and his love again started haunting esha’s mind. From the very idea that finally both them are alone was making her nervous like anything .

“so congratulations miss.writer . you have done a good job. Keep it up” . armaan chortled.

“same to you” she smiled back.

“hmmm.... do you want me to start or you would like to say something.” Armaan enquired.

“ ummmm....can we leave the discussion for better place “ she pleaded.

“Ohk no problem.”

the auto stopped in front of the college gate .armaan and esha headed towards the park near their institute campus.

“i need to mke a thing clear. There is nothing to worry about and to get tensed . i ll always cherish a beautiful relation between you and me which is known as “friendship”. “armaan assured as they strolled in the almost empty park.

“ ok” esha reassured.

“so i should take it as a ‘no’ ? “ armaan asked innocently.

Esha simply kept quiet and stared at him.

“why are you so nervous ? what are you worrying about ...there’s nothing to cause an headache . just be yourself.”armaan sensed the cause of silence.

“armaan ! honestly speaking i myself don’t know what m i feeling and what i want” she uttered

“that means yes “

“no”

“thats means a no”

“no...not that no”

“hmmm.....you are confused.thats a signal for a no”

“ armaan! My feelings are vague for my own self. i don’t know why but its a bit tough for me to believe in your belief in feelings .you have never been so emotional before....atleast as far as i have seen you. You hardly showed any positive indication for commitment and love stuff . the moment i see you i feel as if you are born to enjoy the life at fullest. i like whenever you are around but i cant assure to myself that is it the samne thing for you i m not saying that you are not a trustworthy person infact i believe you are really a faithful guy and any girl would be lucky to get you as her partner but still i doubt on you whether you know the depth of words you are saying “ esha pour down her heart in a breathe.

Armaan moved a step closer and the girl was spell bound to find him so close without any expressions.

“ you are right when you say i don’t understand what love and crap is. Trust me even after realising my thoughts for you ...i still find rock bands far much better than your mushy romantic songs. And may be that shows my poor knowledge of depth of love and life. I just know one thing... “ he kept speaking and esha could feel the warmth of his breathe that she herself forgot to breathe in some air

“i just know one thing in this context that when it comes to you ...i don’t know what but something makes you simply makes you carve for the other....”



By this time no one sighed but he pressed his lips against hers.

The kiss was sudden but very gentle,.... full of love...full of careful thoughts ...full of an anonymous faith ...full of sn internal desire to hold and embrace ..full of support and understanding.

None opposed ... and the kiss lasted for a minute or two . esha finally moved away from him...and her eyes stared at the dead leaves fallen from the trees as if trying to bring them in life.

Armaan lets his heart talk,speaking through his eyes. His eyelashes never took so long to blink,fearing she might go away.his heart never pounded so hard,loud enough for esha to hear it.even a single smile of her could prove lethal. In his mind flooded the memories they shared and the fear of loosing her. He seemed completely oblivious to the surroundings,as esha was the only thing which bothered him. As of now esha was his world,his destination.

“esha! I love you”

She didn’t reply.

“i m ready to accept your answer wholeheartedly ...atleast  tell me  what you are thinking”

“ i m wondering how can i fall in love with a guy who don’t even like lucky ali “ she smiled.

“ you are sick! I hate you gal! You almost took my soul out from my body” armaan cheered and reached to her for an hug.