I looked at him as I entered in the living room, he was dressed in a simple blue shirt and denims, but he looked so ravishing that it was difficult for me to take my eyes off him. He smiled looking at me and said, 'You're looking gorgeous, Gauri.' I replied to him, 'Oh really Mr.Omkara? I am wearing a simple tee and jeans and I still look gorgeous? Thank you, but the beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.' He let out a little laugh and said, 'Well I have got beautiful eyes which know how to read a beautiful heart. But darling, you're forgetting that I'm an artist and beauty attracts me.'
   Yes he had beautiful eyes, eyes which I loved to get lost into. Seeing my reflection in his dark brown eyes made me feel... I don't know, but something which I can't put into words. He snapped his fingers to bring me back to the world. He said, 'Madam can you please stop staring at me or else I won't be able to control the temptations of my heart.' He winked at me as he held me by my waist. My face turned crimson red. I said removing his arms, 'Don't you think we are running late Om?' He sighed and said like a baby, 'You never let me get started, Gauri. That's not fair.' I smiled at his antics and said, 'Baby, we're going on a date so I'd be with you for a bit longer so you need not be a cry baby.' He exclaimed, 'I promise you darling this would be the best date of ours,' and walked away. This man was definitely up to something.
    We were sitting in our favorite restaurant waiting for our order to be served. I was busy on my phone when he called my name out, 'Gauri.' I looked towards him  as he continued, 'Well...it might be quite awkward for both of us but....' He paused, and placed his hand on mine firmly and continued, 'But I really love you.' I smiled and replied, 'I know that, love.' He held my hand and entwined his hand with mine and said, 'I won't be giving long speeches and expressing about the amount of love I hold for you because you know I can't express but I'd say that you complete me.' I smiled hearing what he said, being loved from the person you love is the best feeling ever. He let go my hand and took out something from his pocket. It was a ring! I looked at him in utter confusion. He said, 'Will you name yourself mine and be my best half, Gauri Kumari Sharma?'
   I was shocked, or more than that. Yes, I loved him but I hated the idea of marriage all my life. I didn't want to break his heart nor I wanted to take an abrupt decision. I was just ... I donno what. I managed to speak, 'Om...I'm leaving. I'll call you up. Bye.' And I rushed out of there, though I heard Om calling my name but I didn't pay heed.
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I made myself a cup of coffee and sat on the couch near the window, letting the cold breeze hit me. I recalled what happened today. I was cursing myself for leaving everything like that. Om must be hurt, but everything was so surprising that I didn't know what to do and what not to. I heard my phone ringing. It was Om. I really didn't want to talk to him, so I silenced it. My phone beeped, Om left a text which stated, 'I'm sorry. Call me when you feel like talking to me.' He should not be sorry, I wondered, or maybe he should be. Well I left a reply, 'I'm coming over to your place. We need to talk.' His reply came immediately, 'Okay I am waiting :-)'
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