It was dark…
He had just dropped off his friend at the airport and had come back…
The lights in his apartment were all off… He slowly made his way into the hall, taking care to avoid the last delivery of milk, museli and vegetables that lay on the ground…
He did not feel like switching on the lights… The dull glow from the lamps outside, flowed in through the translucent curtains…
He had paid the maid and cook for the month, and had asked them not to come…
That was it… His new life began… A life that had been altered by a single packet of RNA…
He was all alone…
There was something with nights, silence and emotions… He was feeling fuzzy… A certain throbbing in his chest… Warmth and fear, coming together in an delicate embrace…
Grabbing his phone, he switched it on… And there she was… On the little rectangular screen… The only thing his mind could think of was that face… The only face he fears he’ll forget…
Sitting there staring at her… He could not but smile…
It was late… She was asleep and he would not call her… She had bid him good night a few hours ago…
He just wanted to see that shy smile once more, before he hit the sack…
He was lost for a few seconds, rooted to the spot by a deep yearning in his chest…
Sighing at the implausibility of his situation, he got up, trying to shake of the throbbing…
All the while staring without blinking at the screen… She was breathtakingly beautiful in that blue and gold silk saree, she was wearing… He had never told her that…
Swiping over to the WhatsApp chat… He typed…
Baatein Karo…
My Discovery of India 