Chap 15 I’m Glad You Are Mine
Vaibhav was an easy-going guy. Ghazal and Vaibhav had become very good friends within no time. She felt so comfortable in his company that she shared almost every little thing of her life with him. They had so many things in common including their interest in reading , music and dance. Ghazal shared all her poetry with him, which she had never done with any of her friends, not even with Mihir who was her childhood buddy. In a short span of time, they had become best of friends. Vaibhav had merged in their group as soon as he met all her friends. But both of them shared a special bonding of which everybody in the group soon became aware.
It was a beautiful day of September. It had been drizzling since morning. Ghazal had just come out of college, when Vaibhav halted his bike in front of her. She was quite surprised to see him, as they usually met in the evening, when the group met at anyone’s place. He asked her to come along, and they went to their favorite coffee shop. This was their second meeting, with just two of them alone. They had got slightly wet with the drizzle still on, not that they had any regrets, for both of them loved rains, another interest they shared. Ghazal was sharing her days activities, not knowing that he was watching her with something in his eyes, she had no inkling of. When their eyes met, she could sense a different kind of atmosphere between them, but ignored it. Vaibhav too ,took off his eyes from her and tried to concentrate on what she was telling him.
They had cold coffee with ice-cream, their favorite and enjoyed the romantic number being played there in silence, with only their eyes communicating. They needed no words to express what they felt for each other. When Vaibhav dropped her back home, he gave her another envelope, this time a smaller one with her favorite chocolate. They promised to meet in the evening with others at Mihir’s place. In the envelope was a beautiful hand-made card with a beautiful bouquet of flowers drawn on it and inside were beautifully written ,rather sketched words, FRIENDS ARE FOREVER…………..I’M GLAD YOU ARE MINE.
Later that evening when the group met, Vaibhav played his guitar and sang some of their favorite numbers. Time just flew by , with all of them lost in his velvet voice, but Vaibhav had eyes only for one person, Ghazal. This fact did not go unnoticed with Mihir, who had been silently watching both of them. The evening came to an end, with everyone bidding good night. Vaibhav walked with Ghazal towards the main gate of her house.It was then, Ghazal handed him a little box, and bidding him good night,she went inside. But she watched him start his bike from the window of her room and both of them waved to each other.
When Vaibhav opened the box, on reaching home, he found a neatly folded pink sheet of paper, on which was written a poetry in Ghazal’s neat handwriting. It was a beautiful arrangement of words expressing all that she felt for her best friend. There was a beautiful brooch in the shape of heart ,with the letter V engraved on it and a letter G inside the heart, which popped open when pressed at the centre. It was in the size of a large pearl and could be worn on the collar. Vaibhav appreciated this sweet gesture and loved the feeling that secretly seeped into his heart.
It was a beautiful day of September. It had been drizzling since morning. Ghazal had just come out of college, when Vaibhav halted his bike in front of her. She was quite surprised to see him, as they usually met in the evening, when the group met at anyone’s place. He asked her to come along, and they went to their favorite coffee shop. This was their second meeting, with just two of them alone. They had got slightly wet with the drizzle still on, not that they had any regrets, for both of them loved rains, another interest they shared. Ghazal was sharing her days activities, not knowing that he was watching her with something in his eyes, she had no inkling of. When their eyes met, she could sense a different kind of atmosphere between them, but ignored it. Vaibhav too ,took off his eyes from her and tried to concentrate on what she was telling him.
They had cold coffee with ice-cream, their favorite and enjoyed the romantic number being played there in silence, with only their eyes communicating. They needed no words to express what they felt for each other. When Vaibhav dropped her back home, he gave her another envelope, this time a smaller one with her favorite chocolate. They promised to meet in the evening with others at Mihir’s place. In the envelope was a beautiful hand-made card with a beautiful bouquet of flowers drawn on it and inside were beautifully written ,rather sketched words, FRIENDS ARE FOREVER…………..I’M GLAD YOU ARE MINE.
Later that evening when the group met, Vaibhav played his guitar and sang some of their favorite numbers. Time just flew by , with all of them lost in his velvet voice, but Vaibhav had eyes only for one person, Ghazal. This fact did not go unnoticed with Mihir, who had been silently watching both of them. The evening came to an end, with everyone bidding good night. Vaibhav walked with Ghazal towards the main gate of her house.It was then, Ghazal handed him a little box, and bidding him good night,she went inside. But she watched him start his bike from the window of her room and both of them waved to each other.
When Vaibhav opened the box, on reaching home, he found a neatly folded pink sheet of paper, on which was written a poetry in Ghazal’s neat handwriting. It was a beautiful arrangement of words expressing all that she felt for her best friend. There was a beautiful brooch in the shape of heart ,with the letter V engraved on it and a letter G inside the heart, which popped open when pressed at the centre. It was in the size of a large pearl and could be worn on the collar. Vaibhav appreciated this sweet gesture and loved the feeling that secretly seeped into his heart.
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