It is said that love is pure but some loves are forbidden…. As I moved up in the elevator, I wanted to run away...a part of me was telling me to but another ..some deeper part just refused to. It had turned rebel. What was I doing? My thoughts took to my last meeting with robin. We were here for a conference and I met him...rather should I say our paths crossed again. We were friends in college and deep inside we both liked …but for me it was more than a liking ...and for him...Well I wasn’t sure. He married a girl from the gang. But he never really left me. He would keep an eye on me and at times noticed those things too that baffled me. But I left it like that because he was in love with someone and I never wanted to invade. We parted ways with the college ending. We never really lost touch because of his wife being a friend but at the same time we were not in touch. I left the college group too. Our paths took us to different parts of the world and I had never thought we would meet again. That too in my own town. I had gone there for a conference when I saw him standing right in front of me. I just couldn’t believe my eyes and I was foolish to think I could avoid him. And so, we met ...in a group to my relief...but my happiness was short lived when he caught me alone and insisted for some alone time. The conference was going to end the next day so a lunch was suggested…But to my horror he called to his room …I agreed…But... I wanted this meeting ...because I always wanted to know his part...but why...there was a void deep down there and perhaps it would get filled...Or widened…I don’t know…but I went ahead… I knocked his door and he opened and I found a bunch of other people there…To be frank I got a little disappointed but I relaxed too. We again parted … I wanted to run back and ask him but…but but but I did not. Some love stories are just not to happen. Story 2. It had been almost a month for me in the new office but I still hadn’t got a chance to speak to him. Everyone found him introvert so did not bother him. I was of the same impression till I got to work with him for some assignment. I realized that beneath the shell, he is just like us. And he was dying to come out. But then he did not like people invading his space but I being myself decided to invade. I was successful in my mission. I asked people to include him in the discussions and ask for his suggestions. I never knew that he knew that I was the one who had dared to invade his space and once he caught me off guard when he told me that he knew and we had a hearty laugh but that laugh changed everything between us. We were spending time making all excuse which we knew were a pretense …but in front of whom... no one cared. And we started getting dragged into it. There was no dearth of love in our lives still we found ourselves getting involved. I blamed myself for it but I knew I could not stop myself. But we had to …before the line is crossed. And we did without exchanging a word we knew what is forbidden has to be stopped and we did. Story 3 I had got just engaged when I met him. I had seen him and wondered who he was. But today he helped me when my father called just called me to buy a few things urgently and he made the office cab halt, accompanied me to the shop as well. A simple help blossomed into a friendship. I came to know that he too was engaged to someone and was soon getting married too. We were so engrossed in our chitter- chatter that rest of the people, the phone calls... everything was ignored. This was this us at the time of that one hour or so ride back home. We almost fell in love when we realized where we are heading to. Both families are preparing for marriages and we are …what was the fault of our fiancées’. In fact, we had given them a fair chance too. I still remembered thinking this and him reading my thoughts and I wondered how did he. We gave ourselves chance to fall out of the relation. Out marriages allowed that but whenever we met, we felt the bond...we still do But like I said some loves are just not to be
It is said that love is pure but some loves are forbidden…. As I moved up in the elevator, I wanted to run away...a part of me was telling me to but another ..some deeper part just refused to. It had turned rebel. What was I doing? My thoughts took to my last meeting with robin. We were here for a conference and I met him...rather should I say our paths crossed again. We were friends in college and deep inside we both liked …but for me it was more than a liking ...and for him...Well I wasn’t sure. He married a girl from the gang. But he never really left me. He would keep an eye on me and at times noticed those things too that baffled me. But I left it like that because he was in love with someone and I never wanted to invade. We parted ways with the college ending. We never really lost touch because of his wife being a friend but at the same time we were not in touch. I left the college group too. Our paths took us to different parts of the world and I had never thought we would meet again. That too in my own town. I had gone there for a conference when I saw him standing right in front of me. I just couldn’t believe my eyes and I was foolish to think I could avoid him. And so, we met ...in a group to my relief...but my happiness was short lived when he caught me alone and insisted for some alone time. The conference was going to end the next day so a lunch was suggested…But to my horror he called to his room …I agreed…But... I wanted this meeting ...because I always wanted to know his part...but why...there was a void deep down there and perhaps it would get filled...Or widened…I don’t know…but I went ahead… I knocked his door and he opened and I found a bunch of other people there…To be frank I got a little disappointed but I relaxed too. We again parted … I wanted to run back and ask him but…but but but I did not. Some love stories are just not to happen. Story 2. It had been almost a month for me in the new office but I still hadn’t got a chance to speak to him. Everyone found him introvert so did not bother him. I was of the same impression till I got to work with him for some assignment. I realized that beneath the shell, he is just like us. And he was dying to come out. But then he did not like people invading his space but I being myself decided to invade. I was successful in my mission. I asked people to include him in the discussions and ask for his suggestions. I never knew that he knew that I was the one who had dared to invade his space and once he caught me off guard when he told me that he knew and we had a hearty laugh but that laugh changed everything between us. We were spending time making all excuse which we knew were a pretense …but in front of whom... no one cared. And we started getting dragged into it. There was no dearth of love in our lives still we found ourselves getting involved. I blamed myself for it but I knew I could not stop myself. But we had to …before the line is crossed. And we did without exchanging a word we knew what is forbidden has to be stopped and we did. Story 3 I had got just engaged when I met him. I had seen him and wondered who he was. But today he helped me when my father called just called me to buy a few things urgently and he made the office cab halt, accompanied me to the shop as well. A simple help blossomed into a friendship. I came to know that he too was engaged to someone and was soon getting married too. We were so engrossed in our chitter- chatter that rest of the people, the phone calls... everything was ignored. This was this us at the time of that one hour or so ride back home. We almost fell in love when we realized where we are heading to. Both families are preparing for marriages and we are …what was the fault of our fiancées’. In fact, we had given them a fair chance too. I still remembered thinking this and him reading my thoughts and I wondered how did he. We gave ourselves chance to fall out of the relation. Out marriages allowed that but whenever we met, we felt the bond...we still do But like I said some loves are just not to be
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