Going through his notes copy she stopped at a poem. He had scribbled something on the second-to-last page of his notebook.
"Whoa, what's that?" She smirked as he snatched the copy.
" Nothing," he looked away.
"Ohho ohho... Poem huh? For whom?"
He smiled in silence.
"Aree batao na!"
" Itne hai yaar Kiska batau?" He laughed.
"Ohho. Playboy, huh?" He shook his head. Taking out his phone, he checked out a WhatsApp DP.
"Here." He gave her a blushing smile.
"Whoa, show me, show me! Aww, she's pretty!" She exclaimed Happy. "Lucky you."
"Was." The smile didn't go from his face.
"Pardon?"
"Was. It's been a year since she left. After five years, her problem was that she was a Muslim." He shook his head. " Like she didn't know already!"
" Am so sorry." She mumbled.
"It's okay! It's all past."
" Still ... Can you forget her?"
He just smiled. Picked up his copy and said, " I will see you soon." She watched him walk away with the same smile. His eyes twinkled. She noticed.
"Love..." She smiled. "Separated by everything man created for himself. Society. Community. Religion." She shook her head with a sigh.
"Strange is mankind and his ways"
~ Suranya




