Medical Room : Longing and LoveHe sat in the medical room in pain. His shoulder wasn't doing any good for him. Sharon entered to check on him. He sat there on the medical bed with his upper body half bare and half covered by a black shirt loosely hanging to his left side,and that definitely engendered some weird feelings in her. Her eyes were welling up, she couldn't see him in pain like that. He was struggling with the ice pack .
She walked in and stood in front of him.When he felt her presence he quickly took his shirt and wore it, in the process hurt his aching shoulder more. The ice pack fell and she picked up for him. She handed it over to him and he said
"It's ok, I'll do it... Tum yaha?"
she then spoke
"Don't tell me ki tumhe kisi ki zarurat nahi hai "
He immediately responded
"No... nahi nahi... main kar lunga... It's ok"
"dekha meine tum akele kitna manage kar rahe the"
she answered with a matter of fact tone
"maine kaha na main manage kar lunga"
he placed the ice pack and winced in pain.
"Main karti hoon"
she said.
"Nahi mein karlunga"
was still his stand.
"Swayam mein tumhe puh nahi rahi hoon, tumhe bata rahi hoon"
that was it, he had to agree. She went behind him. She slightly removed his shirt from his shoulder and her warm palms pressed his aching shoulder. Her touch was working as remedy to his pain. Seeing him wither in pain. Her heart felt uneasy. Her eyes felt heavy. The tears were finding ways to come out. He suddenly vocalized his pain
"Ouch"
she took her hands back and then spoke
"wo physio ne kaha tha massage karni padegi"
"haan... haan wo... yaad hai mujhe.."
He spoke in a low tone.
"Mein kar doon?"
She questioned, but he didn't say a word. She again repeated herself, but yet again silence was what she got, he just took that as a yes and moved her hands over his shoulder, and started massaging it.
She moved her hand and removed his hair from the side of his neck. He jerked to this action of hers. She moved to his front and stood firmly in front of him looking right into his eyes. The green one met the brown one. She lifted his hand and tried an act of exercise. He was breathing hard.
She was already to show what she had today. She leaned forward towards the crook of his neck. He turned sideways and they couldn't help but looks into each other's eyes.
She came back and tears finally found its summit. That is her cheeks. They followed the path of her face and she crashed into him. He held her tight. His eyes were moist too. They could've stayed in each other's embrace till eternity. But things were difficult between them.
He slowly slid his hands away. But she nuzzled more into his neck. He pushed her back. She couldn't control her feelings more. She held his hands and leaned forward, she closed her eyes. His eyes looked at her shocked. But he too then leaned forward.
The moment was perfect. Their lips were inches away to be sealed, but it wasn't right, as they were not in a relationship. Swayam could never use Sharon. He couldn't use the situation, it just wasn't his way of living.
He pushed her back, surprising her. He looked right into her eyes and then picked up his bag and left her alone. Seeing his retreating figure she stood numb. This act of his was like a shock to her.
She scrupled at the thought that he doesn't love her anymore. She had questions. He had too. Both were awestruck by each others behaviour.
That moment spoke alot about their equation. And it also showed how much they wanted each other. It showed the long for love. The long for togetherness
Edited by --Ana-- - 8 years ago
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