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[crows]

Haha nice otis

[sultan]

[align=center][div style="background=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 390px; line-height:105%; text-align: justify"][size=9pt]i remember skies reflected in your eyes —
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a/n: hmmm the ending is really bad but i had a dream and i had to write it down so,,, bear with me

i didn't think that i'd ever like someone in that way, much less fall in love. but when i saw her on the very first day, i felt things that i'd never felt before. and that was very, terribly, horribly stupid of me to do.

we were in the back room of nirmala aunty's house, and the sunlight filtering in through the window made our blouses dazzle. i could hear the muffled melody of a kishore kumar song from upstairs, and a couple of girls were having a who-could-get-dizzy-first challenge in their new kathak lehengas. someone tried to get me to join them, but i refused; my head was spinning enough already.

"don't be so nervous! nirmala aunty's had us practice around a thousand times already," she said, patting my back comfortingly. "so we - wait, you haven't put on your kajal yet?"
i didn't even realize. "oh, i can-"
"no no, sit here. i'll do it for you!"

and that was the story of how i sat in uncomfortable silence while chameli rathod did my eyes. we were too close. she was touching me, but not really touching me, so i didn't think she felt me shaking. when she was finished, she took a couple of steps back and gave me a smile.

"now..one last thing."
"what? my bindi?" i touched my forehead; no, it was there.
"mm-mm.." she shook her head and kept looking at me. after a while, she tapped the dimple on her right cheek.
i stared back at her dumbfounded, and she raised her eyebrows, almost in challenge.
then i started to laugh, because i didn't know what else i was supposed to do. i couldn't tell her that, yes, i wanted to do just what she was asking me to, or that it was that moment when i became completely and utterly infatuated with her. no, i couldn't tell chameli any of those things, so i merely shook my head shyly and left.

we were very close in another way after that, and it showed. the way we always stuck by each other when nirmala aunty took us to the market, glanced at each other from the sides of the stage before performances, or always braided our hair together and picked out matching hair ties -- it was obvious, and people could notice. when we were late to class one day, nirmala aunty pointed it out and called us newlyweds. i couldn't look chameli in the eye for a week.

last week, i had to stay back to fold and wash our clothes. we all had to do it at some point, and it was usually in groups, but this time, i was alone. not even aunty was here, but she told me she'd pay me three hundred rupees in the morning. i was elated when she'd said that, because i wanted to get myself some nice earrings for a while.

i noticed that it was raining outside, but i had nothing but an old shawl to keep me cover. i pulled it around my head with a sigh, then lingered inside the house for a bit before preparing to bolt the entire mile back to my house.

a girl was standing in the middle of the large clearing, hands at her sides and chin pointed toward the sky.

i could recognize her immediately.

"chameli! what are you doing here?"

she turned around, and i saw something in her eyes that i had never seen before. yes, i'd seen her sad before, but not like this. it felt different; something in her had broke.

still, she smiled.

"i came to see you. that's fine, right?"

i nodded.

"hetal, you've always been so quiet. talk to me just this time, won't you?"
my eyes narrowed a fraction. "what do you want me to say?"
neither of us said anything.
"do you..like me?"
"of course i do,"
"no..you know what i mean."

i did. i knew the first time she asked. and after shaking the water off my feet a few times, i told her that no, i didn't know what she meant. 

she started giggling. then, she began to run away.

"where are you going?!" she didn't stop running, so i chased after her. the marble floor was really slippery when wet, and i didn't realize it before.

chameli finally stopped, and i was able to grab her wrist. both of us stood in silence, holding our chests and panting.

"i do. i always have. i'm serious."
"you're so dumb,"
"i know. i'm sorry. please don't run like that again, please?"
"..you're so stupid, hetal,"
"i know! i know i am. i'm stupid. i'm really stupid. just please don't do that again..please,"
"okay."
"okay."

we both stood there for long enough to ensure we woke up with a cold the next morning.

"i did something i regretted, hetal. you'll forgive me right?"
"what? yes! but i don't even know what you did!"
"no, it's okay," chameli's voice was just above a whisper. she took a step toward me, then shakily wrapped her arms around my waist. "wait for me." i leaned my forehead on her shoulder and started to cry. she hadn't told me anything, but i knew..something.

god, i was horrible. she was too. my skirt was dripping and i never wanted to dance ever again in my entire life.

she didn't show up to practice the next morning, or the morning after that. i asked nirmala aunty about it, and she said that her father came in and told her that they were moving. when i asked where, she said she didn't know.

chameli asked me to wait. i went to her old doorstep and waited every morning. she never came, but i would still wait. i would, always.

[crows]

im cryin

[sultan]

crows ur literally the only one who matters to me

[paddy]

this is so beautiful ur writing always makes me feel so fuzzy inside

[crows]

this is so beautiful ur writing always makes me feel so fuzzy inside

We wuv u sully

[paddy]

[quote author=paddy link=topic=17050.msg431992#msg431992 date=1531758158]
this is so beautiful ur writing always makes me feel so fuzzy inside

We wuv u sully
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[Legends]

this is so beautiful ur writing always makes me feel so fuzzy inside

[sultan]

u guys make my heart burst ,,,

[sultan]

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[div style="width:360px;text-align:justify;font-size:12px; margin-top: -12px;"]    "into the forest i go, to lose my mind and find my soul" - j muir

[div style="width:360px;text-align:justify;font-size:12px; margin-top: -10px;"]young ujin is the youngest of a farmer's three sons and lives in a hut in the middle of nowhere. life can get a little lonely, especially when he's left at home for days, sometimes weeks. but when his efforts to aid a wounded creature in the forest lead him to the mythical land of elora, he realizes that his life will change forever.