“I’m sorry..” the guilt was visible in his eyes.
“What’s the problem?”
He replied in a single monotonous pitch. I know what nothing meant, he’s tired of answering the same question again and explaining the actual answer is a waste of time. So nothing seems more easy.
” You have been skipping your meals. I noticed.”
” I don’t have an appetite.”
“Just mood swings. ”
” Don’t be a girl. Eat up.”
” I will when I want to, stop acting like my mother. ”
I was taken aback. I knew something was bothering him but I didn’t know it would shape up like this…
I didn’t nudge him any further, but the expressions on his face remained stoic. The same expression when I first met him..
A struggling writer with no regard for his life and his living conditions. He carried the same face everywhere, every time.. Even when he came to my office.
“Here, I am a writer and here’s my script- draft whatever you may call it.”
” And why do you think I will publish it?”
” Because you know what is a good story.”
” And there are lots of good stories out there. Why yours?”
“ Because I need money. “
I chuckled and I found his honesty cute. But his face didn’t change, eventually I got used to it.
Shortly after, we started dating.
“Hey Roboman? Why can’t you show any expression or emotion?”
” I can and I do when I work. ”
” Other than work! ” I was disappointed.
” Okay.. I will try to. ” He patted my head and held my hand tightly.
” Hmmm..” I didn’t know what to say at the moment, I was falling in love with a person who rarely shows any kind of enthusiasm.
” Here, read this.” He gave me his laptop.
It was a subtle morning and he had written a story again. I knew it would be nice, but the fact that surprised me was, the smile he wore that day. The smile he hadn’t shown in months.
” What is it about?”
” Old promises. ”
” Nice, did you work on the title?”
” As you wish. ”
” No, I want you to give the title. ”
” The title is, As you wish. ” He chuckled.
” Oh, cool. ” I was charmed after seeing him happy.
” Open this too. ” He handed me a box, gift wrapped.
” You bought me a gift?” I was astonished.
” Yes. ” He smiled.
” OH Wha- Ofcourse YES!” The ring was seemed like a star in my hand.
” I am not good at this stuff. So I thought a present would suffice.”
” You are cute.”
” My mother wanted me to marry you. ”
” And you didn’t?” It was a sudden change of emotions.
” I second that opinion ” He laughed.
We were engaged happily
and until today..
“Here. ” I handed him the ring.
“No questions” I patted his head.
“You know it already. ” I pointed to the letter.
” What letter? ” I took the letter from the pile of paper and threw it towards him.
The envelope read,
As you wished..