◇ She wasn't my girlfriend
Neither she was my crush.
But in the list of priorities
She always remained the first ◇
◇ He is mature, I'm childish
He is responsible, I'm careless
He is strong, I'm sensitive
Hence proved, its also can be friendship ◇
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Rishma's POV :
Miles. Miles. Miles.
The road is stretching for miles these days.
After leaving college, I must have looked at my watch at least fifty-six times in these twenty minutes.
I can't do this anymore.
I gasped.
It makes me wonder how Chris spent those two weeks bored by himself when I went home for vacation.
I walked to the bus stop. So for the first time in my life I am going to board a foreign bus.
I looked at my watch for the fifty-seventh time to make sure it's time for the bus or not.
03 : 32. Yes. Three more minutes for the bus to arrive at the stop.
I folded my hands and leaned on the steel pipe of the shed, where people used to wait for the bus. I played imaginary Sitar on my bag strap until my Pushpaka Vimana came.
Over again my eyes fell on my watch for the fifty-eighth time.
Errgh..... Will this bus come in this century?
From the other side, a child crosses the road holding her mother's hand. What a cute girl! The same curly hair as her mother.
A woman who was waiting for the bus with me stepped forward, hitting my shoulder.
What the hell ?
"What the hell--" I'm furious and started to say but swallowed rest of the words in my mind without spitting it out. I saw that lady boarding the bus that suddenly appeared infront of me from nowhere.
Where the hell was I ? I asked myself.
By the time my attention changed for one second, the bus stopped in front of me unexpectedly.
I walked behind the people who are about to enter the bus. I moved slowly letting the old lady enter the bus first.
I stretched my hand to hold the door and someone pulled my hand from behind and with full force I bumped into a fluffy hoodie.
My legs twitched I was about the touch the road. I felt two strong hands held me firmly not letting my unbalanced body to touch the road.
"Aaahhh...." I screamed aloud closing my eyes tightly.
Those hands slowly started to lift me up, holding my breath I opened my eyes. At an obtuse angle, his entire face filled my eyes. I exhaled the breath slowly.
