“ Hey…………. Where are you going…? Don’t u have any manners or patience. How can you leave a gal in this place and go? “
Her hands outreached towards him... Given a chance he would leave her there and move forward . this is after the bitter experience he had with girls. He hated girls from bottom of his heart… period.
He had no option but to hold her and take her along. He felt for her , Her hand so delicate, her feel so unique.
“ Why should girls be dependent on guys , why cant they be normal and independent “ he taught.
“ How can a stranger till yday can order me where to go , how to proceed. Where to halt , where to see “ lost in the thought , he could have easily told her to mind her own business.But he was not able to . her innocent face .. her lit up clear eyes didn’t allow him to say that.
Suddenly there was a rainfall and she was feeling cold, they went inside a bush.. She fitted her fingers into his fingers and made herself warm.He had to keep all his emotions under check since she was innocent and didn’t know what she was doing . He managed to act sane , by then by gods grace rain stopped and he was relived to have come of that tough situation.
After that he managed to stay away from her, but he would not forget “The Touch”
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He is caught up with too many things.. a baggage of the past...his rational thinking.. his resistance.. and at the same things wants her tenderness n warmth... sometimes we need to pay prices for things we like...
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