'Tell me, Sam, what do you think of on lonely nights?'
'Aaah!!' Sam gave a loud sigh and said,
'I think of everything that is not lonely.
I think of the days I was home with my family and had food together with my siblings.
I think of the days I laughed out loud and had something to look forward to. And I
think of....' she dragged on.
'You think of......?? me? Do you think of me?' Veer enquired with a lopsided smile,
enthusiasm in his voice.
'Do you want the truth?' she asked as she came to sit on the armrest of the sofa he was
seated on and handed him his cup of coffee.
'Wouldn't prefer it if it hurts.' he laughed.
She felt a wave of guilt trespass her insides.
She took a sip of coffee from her own cup and said,
'Truth always hurts Veer and to be honest, it is still he who fills my thoughts on nights
I cry to sleep.' Silence fell. She busied herself in blowing her coffee. It was only after
a moment or two had passed that she looked at Veer. She saw the smile tightening on
his face, but what made her adore him was that he smiled though he was hurt.
'I understand.' he said in a soft voice.
'Veer, I am sorry. It is going to take me some time. I know you yearn to be loved back
like you love me and I want to do the same.' she confirmed taking his free hand into
hers.
'I will wait, no matter how long it takes.' he said smiling, hope brimming in his pupils.
'And someday soon, I hope on nights I feel lonely, you come rushing to my thoughts.'
she chuckled.
'Well, that is not going to happen, my dear.' he said in a matter of fact tone.
Her eyes questioned him the reason why he said that.
'Because I am going to make sure you do not have lonely days anymore, not when I
am here.' he winked and squeezed the arms that was holding his.