Her tinkling voice touched him. He looked back with rapturous notion. She was there with soaking eyes. Dew like droplets dropping in regular motion. With tears her voice got pliantly petrified. He was amazed rather dumbstruck. His feet got fixed and he was trying to regulate his inner dearth. But he hold himself back. He moved slightly to get a closer look of her.
She was tingling. Her smell of presence was dividing his loving void. Her eyes had got fresh ever look. Her natural drizzling was making his heart brutal. Her sudden up and down calmly composed him.
She folded her hands and deeply pumped the air inside. She tightened her dupatta. Put her bag aside and got down.
He was just inches away. Her fragrance was igniting him to move and console her. But who is he? Just a random onlooker of her fragile smile and for whom love matters for life. Definitely he was getting attracted but attraction needs repulsion.
But she remained silent. He started haggling his emotions. It hailed him to equalize the geographical distance. But suddenly she got up and moved. She looked back and struck her hand on head. She smiled.
But drops of tear touched his fear.
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