Blurred and cloudy air clears out and two people appear from behind it. He looks at her in lot of pain and his eyes are sparkling with the tears welling up and about to start trickling down.
He : " Why? why did you do that?"
She : " That was the most sensible thing I could do at that point of time." she says thoughtfully avoiding his gaze.
He : " Sensible?... huh, she says sensible now."
She : " Look I know how hard it is and I couldn't let everyone I love, go through it. And you were thousands and thousands of miles away."
He : " Now look miss, geography is not a problem at all and yes, how would you know? you have always been very poor at it since our school days."
He tries to smile at his own humor and she follows him.
He : " And you decided to go through it alone? I know you have a family to support you but didn't you know I would feel left out?"
She : " It's not that I wanted to hide , it's just that I was trying to protect people I know. It's madness how you feel. It doesn't mean I love you any less."
He : " It's not love if it's not madness." He holds her little finger and continues " You will always be my girl and I want to put you somewhere you can't get hurt."
She : " Really? you are dangerous!" she says winking.
He : " How so?" He pretends to be curious.
She : " Yeah, because you make me believe in impossible things." This time she has tears in her eyes. " Believe me , I was kind of disappointed when I heard it was not fatal!"
He : " Why? See now that madness is dangerous, even I wouldn't say things like that." He puts his arms around her affectionately and says " Why do you think I'm put up where I am, far from you ? It will never be fatal until it's time for us to be together."
She looks up at him and the tears begin to trickle down. Her vision is blurred again, she starts feeling the cold breeze and opens her eyes to find herself on the bed. It strikes to her 'as long as there are shooting stars in store for me, my time would never come'. She sighs but fails to bring herself to smile before falling asleep.
" That's the curious thing about love, isn't it? It makes very ordinary things seem special. It makes them seem so much more valuable than they really are."
- Alexander McCall Smith, Trains and Lovers
He : " Why? why did you do that?"
She : " That was the most sensible thing I could do at that point of time." she says thoughtfully avoiding his gaze.
He : " Sensible?... huh, she says sensible now."
She : " Look I know how hard it is and I couldn't let everyone I love, go through it. And you were thousands and thousands of miles away."
He : " Now look miss, geography is not a problem at all and yes, how would you know? you have always been very poor at it since our school days."
He tries to smile at his own humor and she follows him.
He : " And you decided to go through it alone? I know you have a family to support you but didn't you know I would feel left out?"
She : " It's not that I wanted to hide , it's just that I was trying to protect people I know. It's madness how you feel. It doesn't mean I love you any less."
He : " It's not love if it's not madness." He holds her little finger and continues " You will always be my girl and I want to put you somewhere you can't get hurt."
She : " Really? you are dangerous!" she says winking.
He : " How so?" He pretends to be curious.
She : " Yeah, because you make me believe in impossible things." This time she has tears in her eyes. " Believe me , I was kind of disappointed when I heard it was not fatal!"
He : " Why? See now that madness is dangerous, even I wouldn't say things like that." He puts his arms around her affectionately and says " Why do you think I'm put up where I am, far from you ? It will never be fatal until it's time for us to be together."
She looks up at him and the tears begin to trickle down. Her vision is blurred again, she starts feeling the cold breeze and opens her eyes to find herself on the bed. It strikes to her 'as long as there are shooting stars in store for me, my time would never come'. She sighs but fails to bring herself to smile before falling asleep." That's the curious thing about love, isn't it? It makes very ordinary things seem special. It makes them seem so much more valuable than they really are."
- Alexander McCall Smith, Trains and Lovers
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