Tell-a-Tale.....

...She never enjoyed bike rides. No matter how much he tried to convince her that it's fun when you let go off your fears. He almost fought with her when she preferred moving in cabs over sitting behind him. Sara knew that Jatin loved his bike. And she had agreed to sit as his pillion only because she loved him. She really disliked the air hitting her face and messing up her hair, or the uncomfortable seat, or the fact that it was so open that it scared her wits out when he used to increase the speed even a bit. The only reason she sat behind him was because it was Jatin, the man she loved. Bike rides were never fun, it was holding him, putting her forehead on the back of his shoulder or even hearing him talk loud battling the winds. When he told her the main purpose of buying a bike was that it would make Jatin meeting her easier; she didn't believe him even one percent. Actually, she didn't want to. She was scared of the closeness. She was phobic of this love that was c

“Don’t be too late”, his texting app pinged again. “I know babe, I know you hate people being late.. I won't be”, he replied back and locked his phone. Kicking his bike’s ignition, the engine revved up to life. Driving towards that cafe wasn’t making him happy today. He wished the road never ended towards that 10 minutes bike ride. Driving in just 40km/hr felt like going in about a 100 today. He hoped for a heavy traffic even though he didn’t want her to keep waiting. His heart was overpowering his mind today. Parking his bike on the side of the road he walked inside with a heavy heart and even heavier footsteps. There she was; sitting on that chair besides the tinted glass. The evening hue falling on her face had lit up her dark brown eyes. He wished he carried his camera, so that he could frame the warm light falling on her face forever. He looked for her glasses; the ones she always wore. Broad, brown frames that nearly covered her whole face. They were kept neatly asid