He looked straight into her eyes and fixed his gaze. His twinkling eyes shone through the thin layer of dusk.  It was a meaningful glace. Her eyes were roving hurriedly from one direction to another, stumbling at his gaze once in a while. She felt the stream of blood rushing up on her cheeks. People around them had no meaning of their presence. There was a secret between the two. Two strangers, who belonged to different worlds, knew nothing about each other had a secret, binding them together. A secret, that they had confessed their dislike towards each other in words.

Strange was this union…

She didn’t know what he thought about her. Did his revulsion towards her, measured as deep as the words he had chosen to express it? She didn’t quite know his side of the story. But she knew hers. She knew how it felt when he walked up and turned his face away in disgust. She exhibited indifference, but she couldn’t help feeling the comfort of his presence, even though it was layered with such abhorrence.

She felt torn from within like never before and for reasons unknown. She wished to run to him, hold him tight and tell him not to detest her so much, but she couldn’t. There was a dark shadow between the two, dividing their lives into two different parts. She never in her life had felt so vulnerable to be loved and he resolute to shove her away. She longed for his presence around her, even though it wasn’t meant for her. She longed for the moment when she could trace one little moment of affinity between them. She wasn’t longing for his love as love had ceased to exist for her. She longed for the day, when he walked straight to her and held her hand softly to whisper in her ears “I don’t detest you”. But she knew her longings are not meant to be true.  It would and it must just remain a wishful thinking. 

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