One fine morning, Tanvi was sitting in the garden with her grey shawl loosely wrapped over her shoulders, intently gazing at a small bird whose body was a deep red colour and tail was shades of greenish-bluish colour. The deep red was sui generis and hiding between green leaves of guava tree, it was a sight to behold.
“I have something to confess before I leave”, husky voice of Major Dalbir broke her poetic concentration.
Confess and Leaving were heavy words for a soft early morning like this. Tanvi was taken aback seeing Dalbir’s serious face. Dalbir was not his usual self.
“My leave has been cancelled and I am summoned back to unit, immediately”; stressing on the word ‘immediately’, Dalbir continued; “But, before I leave, I want you to know something”; Dalbir looked straight into her eyes.
Tanvi had a surge of emotions. She kind of expected what was coming next. Dalbir was a genuine guy and he was about to pour his heart out. Tanvi was so not ready for such deep level of emotional intimacy. She liked Dalbir. He is a reliable friend whose presence makes her feel pampered but Tanvi wasn’t prepared emotionally to go for feelings beyond that. She was not in that frame of mind which is required for a relationship.
“I saw you sitting on the edge of the embankment wall at Sukhna Lake, staring blankly at the horizon, a strand of your hair caressing your cheek in a rhythmic manner flowing with the wind, and you tucking it behind your ear. I fell in love with you then and there itself. It was love at first sight. I know these things happen only in movies but ever since I have seen you I have felt protective about you. If this is not love then I don’t know what it is? I have never felt like this for anyone else before”.
Tears welled up in Tanvi’s eyes. She is usually not comfortable expressing her feelings but Dalbir surely made her feel loved and cared for.
“I am not looking for any answers or response from you. I am just expressing my feelings and you are under no obligation to respond. You don’t need to feel burdened for I know you are not in that frame of mind and I am ready to wait. Also, I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable and stress over this confession. Consider it as inconsequential blabbering if it disturbs you. I will respect your decision”; Dalbir tucked her loose hair behind her ears, and left.
Dalbir surely was a good fit for Tanvi. An army officer, loving, caring, financially stable, handsome, strong and sensitive; Major Dalbir Singh ticked right on all the parameters of an ideal husband.
It was Tanvi’s mind where the problem was. It was simply over-thinking and resisting love. She liked him, actually a lot but was he the soul mate she was looking for? She was confused. She was not ready to commit. She didn’t believe in love at first sight but she did believe in the honest confession of Major saab.
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