The conversation part 2

Read the first part, here.

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It was getting dark. We hadn’t talked to each other in hours. We even dined separately when the 3^rd stop of the day was taken at a restaurant. It was around 10 in the night that she suddenly broke the ice.

She asked casually “Hey, are you shy?”

I replied “Umm…I am an introvert.”

“So, you take time to open up.”

 “I think so.”

“Okay, tell me. Have you ever been with any girl? Any past relationships?”

“Nope. I think I was in love with somebody before but it was not a relationship. It was all too one-sided.” I grinned.

“Ohh” she sighed. “What happened with her?”

“Well, she was too attractive.”

“Huh!” She laughed.

“Okay, on a serious note she never quite understood me. It’s nobody’s fault though. For years, I thought what went wrong or if something was wrong with me. But I realized that it is how it always is going to be. Nobody can change her feeling towards me. She considers me as a friend. Let her be.” I added “as a result, we are still friends and most importantly, I have gotten over her.”

“Oh. So, you have gotten over something which wasn’t actually there in the first place. Heh!” she grinned sarcastically as if she wanted to show me that this was nothing compared to her break up.

“Ya, I know that. It’s nothing for you. Even to me, it doesn’t feel much now but, in those days, I fantasized about my life with her and all. Now, when I look back, I smile and laugh at my own stupidity.” I told her.

She said “So, then no relationships?”

“Nah. Haven’t been lucky in that department.” I added “I have always been single.”

“Woah! That’s your choice, I suppose.”

“Yeah. Actually I enjoy being alone.  That doesn’t mean I don’t want to be with someone though. I don’t want to be with someone just for the sake of it. I want to be with someone who really understands me and my thoughts. I want a real conversation with someone and not those fake ones that we have with each other every day on social media and all.”

“Like between you and me… right now?” she said as we smiled at each other. I was flattered by what she had just spoken. I had butterflies in my stomach.

“Maybe.” I said.

“You never know when you start liking a person. It just happens naturally” she said. This conversation was getting really awkward. What could I possibly reply? I was cloud nine.

“Ya, right. A real conversation can work wonders” I said.

“Tell me, what’s your deepest fear?” she asked.

I thought for a long while before I replied “Umm…I fear that I haven’t done enough in my life. I haven’t created a significant impact in anyone else’s life. All of my life till now has been pointless and I fear that if I am not able to find my life purpose soon, my life is just going to vanish like that.” I gestured “Poof!”

“Just relax. Okay. It’s alright to not make an impact. Nobody has actually found their life purpose.” She added “I think you take yourself too seriously. You’ve just got to relax. It’s not going to matter to many what you are going to achieve in your life.” 

“I think it’s too much knowledge for today” I laughed at her.

“Ya, even I thought so” she said as we both laughed.

“I think we both have our life problems, we both are trying to perfect our imperfect lives, we are trying to make an effort and that’s it.”

“Yeah. What’s important is the effort and we both are putting that.”

“Hmm…”

“I hope you get someone who deserves you” she said.

“Thank you and I wish you get someone who never leaves you whatever the situation.” I said.

She smiled gently.

She added “Tell me frankly. Have you ever touched a girl before?”

I said “Umm…No! Why do you ask that?”

She said “Well, I can only say you have missed out on a lot.”

“I know that.” I replied promptly.

“What kind of girls do you like?”

“Am I being interviewed here?” I asked her.

“No. Don’t be defensive. I am just trying to know you.”

“Okay.” I added “I have a kind of thing for the jawline and also for the side part in hair. I mean it looks so sexy on a girl.” She might have probably realized that she had all the features I was looking for.

“Great choice.”

“Am I to ask you what kind of guys you are into?”

“Sure.” She added “I like dark hair, thick stubble and obviously a prominent jawline on a guy.”

“Everybody, these days is obsessed with the jaw, isn’t it?”

“It’s like the slimmer the face, the better.”

“Exactly.”

“Umm…How do I look like to you?”

“What does that mean?” I questioned her puzzlingly.

“Like do you like me?”

“What?” I added “I am not answering that.”

“Say no yaar!”

“Why do you want to know that but?”

“Just tell me, na! It’s not a big deal at all” she said.

“See you are nice…”

“And?”

“And I like you.” I added “Not in that kind of way though.”

“Then in what way?”

“Like ‘an attractive stranger’ kind of way” I finally revealed to her.

“Great. So, you like me.” She added “I like you, too.”

I said “I am flattered to hear that.” Wow. She likes me.

“See we have been brought together by chance or whatever. We have our own problems. We are dealing with them. But this beautiful night is here for a purpose” she said.    

She took my hand and intertwined her fingers with mine. We stared at each other for a while. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t lust. It was something else. It was indescribable. The dark night complemented the romance between the two of us.

I said “The purpose is to enjoy each other’s company in this serene night. I don’t want it to end.” I added “I want to know you better.”

She replied in the best possible way “Let’s not expect anything from each other. Let’s enjoy this night and the days to come. We don’t want to ruin this by expecting something. Let it be.”

I was amazed and filled with excitement for the days to come. We both went with the flow on this beautiful night. I was completely smitten by her poetic beauty. She kissed me on my cheek briefly as I felt a chill down my spine. She leaned on me then and placed her other hand around my waist. She had beautiful hair. I could feel the warmth of her breath. I wrapped my arm around her and we were soon asleep.

We woke up into each other’s arms and smiled at each other. In the days to come, we shared beautiful memories. We didn’t exchange numbers nor we revealed our full names though. Perhaps, we realized expectations hurt. Lastly, we wished each other well for the future.

Remaining anonymous is what made it SPECIAL.