She was gone!
The quiet of the room mocked him for sleeping so soundly to allow her to slip away again.
Why did she leave? Didn’t last night mean anything to her? The passion had felt real, it had woken something in both of them.
Throwing stuff into his suitcase, he packed up to check out. All along the ride to the airport, he scanned faces everywhere.
After several not so serious girlfriends, he found himself unmarried at 32. Yielding to parental pressure, he agreed to marry M- a match ordained by the kanneda wali chachiji!
Three years of unholy matrimony later, they both parted ways into an amicable separation. M headed back to Canada while he moved base to New York as the head architect of a leading design firm.
He had come back to India after a decade and to bump into her and how, had to mean something. He couldn’t get her out of his head now and vowed to straighten out things in life before looking for her.
Thirty two months later, he was a free man.
Filing for a legal divorce, winding up work in New York, he was now back in India for good.
Though Delhi was home, he hated the pollution and traffic which seemed to have multiplied hundred folds over the years. The noise and crowds threatened to suffocate him.
He yearned for a house in the hills where he would wake to the sound of the chirping birds and enjoy a morning run through the wooded terrain. He was nearing 50 and deserved a retirement of his choosing for all the hard work he had put into his career.
But he was a man on a mission and couldn’t afford to lose himself in pipe dreams.
First things first, he had to find the love of his life…….
This is the third installment in a new story that I started to weave; not sure where is this heading or how its turning out – dear readers what do you think?
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Passionate about everything design, I am in love with photography, travel and baking. My writing journey was initiated with my letter writing hobby as a child and has metamorphosised into serious blogging. I indulge with reading fantasy fiction, day dreaming and sipping good wine.