The phone rung at the perfect time, playing The Corrs. For the first time, she was so happy to have been awaken by a phone-call. It was her mother, calling upon her to share the latest family gossip. Having freshened up, she still couldn't believe what she dreamt.
They were sitting on a bench.. She vaguely remembered the surroundings.. 'Wow now that's a first..! No surroundings ka memory!' She looked on at him.. He wasn't looking at her. But his expression was highly painful. He said, "I just said not now. I never denied about the tomorrow!!" And a swelling of comfort rose in her.
Now all that comfort was gone.
"I dreamt about him. I thought I'd stopped thinking, with all those efforts to blacken out him.. Blacken out all those hundred things.. Perhaps blacken him out.. No. That's not it. Why blacken him?! Just straighten out the facts and then
Shit I'm thinking about him again !! STOP THINKING!"
And she shut her mind. She remembered she needed her cup of tea to get her day started.
Pulling back her hair into a rather untidy knot, she went to the washroom and splashed some November cold water. It stung, literally. Running to her room, she dabbed her face in her soft towel.
She missed her home. Home heals a broken heart. NO. Stop thinking..!
She sat down at the table facing one of the girls. The latter smiled at her, wishing a good morning.
She smiled back, hardly aware that her smile didn't reach her eyes.
