December 9, 2008
of him and her.
Yah Grey clouds obscured the shore lines and made the ambience somewhat sullen.
He pulled away the curtains, gauged the laden skies and swore; he hated rains and cursed at its perpetuality. 'why cant the sun shine always? Why cant it not rain, why cant I live life the way I want to?' Questions do not always bear answers.
The winds rustled the leaves and tempted her to close the anatomy book and pop out. The winds played with her hair locks and caressed her cheeks. She adored rain even if it would rain daily.
Clouds clashed and roared, he was obviously not amused, and it seemed that the down pour would last for the whole day, the match was inevitably postponed and his day was ruined.
Mom had brought her coffee. She sniffed the creamy smell and savored it; he was still in the window, she was sure he was enjoying the weather. Although she couldn’t see him properly owing to the distance and rain, but she considered herself good at presumptions. She smiled.
The drizzle was turning into heavy splashes, he noticed her standing on her terrace, oblivious of everything, talking probably to her mug and steam that rose from it, he wondered at the people who could be so boring and shuddered. It was getting cold, the sudden gush of winds had caused shiver to run down his spine, he zipped up his jersey.
She knew he was looking at him, she could feel the warmth of his gaze. So shy to look up she continued to stare at the intricate patterns of her shoes. But then drifted by the desire she dared lifted her lids, he was gesturing her, must be telling her to go inside, the rain was getting heavy; may be he didn’t want her to get drenched and caught a cold, how thoughtful of him, her smile deepened.
He decided to make it straight and typed the sms 'Hey there, My girl is back in town, so stop making fool of yourself by thinking I am all yours' the delivery report didn't come. The signals were dropping due to the thunderstorm.
Behind the window panes, the rain continued to mourn. Her cell beeped, an incomplete message was receive, she blushed again seeing his name as sender, the text said: ' Hey There, ….. I am all yours'.