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to Israel for further training and I just could not contact you. I only wanted
you to move on with your life instead of giving you any kind of hope and
leave you in uncertainty,’ he said.
‘And who were you to decide things for me? You could have
informed me at least,’ I snapped.
‘It is not all that simple, Riya.’ There was a sense of apology in his
tone.
‘Anyway, how did you find me?’ I asked him again.
‘Well, we heard grenade explosions and by the time we reached the
place, the terrorists were gone and people were dead. It was a massacre.
Suddenly, I spotted someone drowning in the pool and when I jumped in, I
saw you.’ There was a brief pause before he spoke again.
‘I was shocked for a while, never in my dreams would I have
imagined you here drowning in a pool after a lucky escape from a grenade
explosion. I dragged you out of the pool but by the time I came out, my pack
was gone. Maybe they’ve moved somewhere else to neutralize the threat.
Maybe they were attacked. Maybe they had to operate a sudden rescue and
cordon. I don’t know. In these kinds of situations, nothing is predictable.
Then I carried you along with me to a safe spot before you regained your
senses and then everything happened before you.’ He said the last few lines
shyly and he kind of looked cute then.
A moment’s silence later, he said, ‘I need to get you to safety before I
join my pack. They must be too engrossed to notice my absence or maybe
they’re trying to contact me and anyway I should join them as soon as
possible. Though my job is to safeguard every single civilian here, I cannot
leave you on your own either.’
I nodded dutifully.
Not a tinge of sentiment, just the sheer display of his commitments
like it never happened! I mean ‘whatever’ happened between us. That sure
was not the plan of the rescue operations for which he would have been sent.
He could have at least clarified his modus operandi there too. Even a simple
‘I like you and knelt down before your charm’ statement would have
sufficed after what happened between us.
It is astonishing how men and women choose to live together,
forever!
The warmth of a touch, the value of a smile or the longing of two
hearts can hold entirely different versions in a man’s point of view and a
woman’s point of view. As John Gray has already established, Men are from
Mars and Women are from Venus.
Ouch! It hurt!
How could he be so casual about everything? After what just
happened between us? I mean that was surely passionate, spiritual and out of