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Vivek returned home after dropping off Taran and reached back for the newspaper.
‘Ahh, adverts and more adverts and a new Bollywood release.’
He chuckled to himself as he remembered a movie from long ago.
All I can remember is, it was an
English movie! I had been on such a high that it was my first time at the
movies with a girl, my girl, that I hardly noticed the movie. I surreptitiously
watched you sideways, delighting in your expressions, my skin tingling every
time our bodies touched. You were so much into the movie, I wondered if you felt
any attraction at all. I tried to casually slide my arm around you and you practically
jumped out of the seat! I decided then
that I would wait for you to make the first move. And I was glad, because I
didn’t have to wait long….when the movie came to a mushy bit, you leaned over
to rest your head on my shoulder and it was only natural that my arm went
around you. I’ll never forget how wonderful I felt at that moment. We were new
to each other and yet things felt, just so right!
The steady breeze
from the taxi window blew wisps of hair from Diya’s disobedient curls that had
been hastily ordered into a bun across her face as she peered at the life-size
posters of the latest movie release.
Gosh! What was that movie, our first
together…why can’t I remember anything? Not even the name! I pretended to be so
gung-ho when you announced we were going to see it. English movies, till date
aren’t my forte! I prefer watching them with subtitles.
I was a bundle of nerves through the
movie; so aware of your close proximity. My heart was pounding every time your
arm brushed mine or our fingers met at the popcorn. I was hoping you’d make the
first move and I was startled out of my wits when you did just that! How
embarrassed you must have felt…poor you! I decided to make it easy on you and
waited for the right moment to lean onto your broad shoulders. When your arm
went around me in response, it felt like coming home! Some new experiences feel
awkward, strangely this one felt, just so right!Disclaimer: All the characters in the Love in Frames series are fictional, any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional.
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