She looked into his eyes , like she used to. There were no hidden agendas nor did she intend to make him feel uncomfortable , she just gave a look , a familiar one. The kind of look which is of approval of an opinion. It was harmless conversation , she intended no wrong.
He had a speck of sweat on his forehead, He was disturbed by that look. He took his eyes off her and focussed on the table instead, as if trying to act distracted he picked up her coffee mug for a sip to calm himself down but his hands could not grip the cup. He just about managed to place it back on the table. Instead now he played around with his phone. She knew him as a person , she knew something had gone wrong.
He was a till a year back . Outspoken , loud and very confident and sure of himself. Confident he still was , but something was not right. He could not make conversation anymore looking her in the eye , so he thought he might talk to her best friend instead , what if this was just happening because of the oddness that existed between the two.
He spoke to her in his usual playful tone , things were fine until eye contact was established. There. They spotted him uncomfortable , but placing a fake pretence he invited them for a smoke outside . Hopefully he won't have to look them in the eye anymore.
Now at a safe spot, where all he had in view was the chaotic traffic ahead and a sign which read Coffee Bean, he resumed the conversation . He told her of his life , there was a lot she did not know. He spoke about how he was not fond of his job anymore and thought moving on to more exciting yet unexplored avenues was a risk he was willing to take. She seemed excited by his decision and in a reflex wanted to hug him , he knew she did that to people she had respect for . But he gave her a half hearted hug.
Yes , he was so over her and there was nothing really to fix between them . They had both moved on with their lives and had their worries safely concealed under smiles, but for once he was in the odd spot. He was vulnerable , while she hid her emotions beneath a fringe and a smile plastered around her face , which showed no reflexes , it was a put on but she could carry it off and easily confuse anyone into believing her life was something she could deal with utmost ease.
He on the other hand , was careful. So careful he was denying every emotion he felt to his own self. He had a disappointing week, but he was least bothered by that he knew and was sure life had a greater scheme of things planned out for him.
He was out of the 'hug' before you could spell the word out and so he realized he was making things odd between the two , not because they were odd due to complexities , they held nothing against each other that could create differences but it was the new him that he did not recognise , whom he recently discovered about a week back. He just wasn't the same person he used to be.
He bid the girls goodbye , Returned to Coffee bean to sip on another cuppa and read The Fountainhead. He played out the entire conversation in his head and realized it wasn't his confidence or personal problems that led to the way the conversation played out but the lack of awareness of himself.
He had declared himself a 'People's person' a thousand times before , gone and performed on stage without ever possessing a script and could convince any man that he possessed a tail. He was as they called back in college " the communicator"
He however failed to recognise that college got over more than a year ago and things had changed. He was still sure of himself and what path he wanted to take to make life easier . Though he ignored all this while , that he had become his own person , he found his comfort zone in his own self and from an extreme extrovert had slowly transformed into a introvert.
He walked out of Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf , content and happy. He discovered himself again , and well he did not seem to find it odd anymore . More than anything he felt relief , for now he knew what he had grown into. Now when he looks back at the past few hours he knows where he's coming from and that to him is the most important thing ever.
Friday, June 4, 2010
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It's a beautiful phase for you, this. It must be really exciting, yes?
Yes. Exciting yet scary. Something which is very difficult to predict. These situations are difficult to handle but when you look back there's a lot you take from it :). I did
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