The Reluctant Realisation.

He had asked her then, and she had answered, reluctantly at first but then willingly. It couldn’t have been easy. He never knew how it felt to lose your closest but it couldn’t have been easy, he thought.
Easy…
Easy.
It occurred to him how effortless it was, talking to her. It was… natural. He looked at her. She was looking at her hands, reliving the memory, he guessed, the pain. Something stirred within him but he couldn’t understand it. Or could he? An urge to shield her. Was he falling for her?
Am I?
The shock of the realization was enough to make him look away before… before whatever it was, taking shape, could gain momentum, become significant.
He stood up with a jerk. She looked up. He wished her a hasty good night and walked away, leaving her staring after him in confusion and then with exhausted rejection.

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7 thoughts on “The Reluctant Realisation.

  1. Reblogged this on Fiction O'Clock and commented:

    Dear readers,
    My examinations are here (sigh).
    Unfortunately, I will be buried in textbooks and swimming in theories which means I won’t be able to publish new posts for a month or so.
    However, I couldn’t bring myself to be absent for that long and so, I’ll be reblogging some of my (favorite) old posts here, this being the first.

    See you at the other side of the month!

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  2. Great writing, and the one lesson that everyone learns in life, and learns it way too late, is to not look away when those rare moments arise. Love the line of “shock of the realization was enough to make him look away before… before whatever it was, taking shape, could gain momentum, become significant.”

    There always seems to be this fear of significance, which is understandable and healthy at times, but isn’t this fear also the very core of regrets? Beautifully written Meghna.

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    • I don’t know what is more beautiful – the post or your comment! 🙂
      I completely agree with you, Randall. Ignoring those feelings in your gut sometimes lead to the biggest regrets in life. If only, men were wiser.
      Thank you for the great comment.

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