The Two Lost Hearts

Chapter 2

What is her name? Rakesh’s mind started knitting a thought about her. If I talked to her, then how nice it would be. I would get a good companion. I will call her my princess.

The same thoughts were weaving in the head of Sudha.

I meet him every day. What is his name? Sudha’s mind bloomed with untamed thoughts. He looks like a nice guy. I will call him my prince.

Gradually, the strong feelings of longing desires for each other grew between them unknowingly. Earlier, they were strangers to each other and wouldn’t want to see each other’s faces. They behaved like fierce foes. Now, they couldn’t stay away without seeing each other. It is rightly said that time will heal everything. With the changing season, their minds, hearts, and souls were transformed. Their fire-like hatreds and rages solidified into ice; cool and calm, willing to confluence with each other like the two sacred rivers Ganga and Yamuna.

Whenever they had an off day in their offices, usually on Sunday and the second Saturday or any government holidays, they remained restless and impatient to meet each other. Their minds, hearts, bodies, and souls started aching for each other. They missed each other terribly, like two lovebirds kept in separate cages, dying to see and trembling to meet each other. If they could fly, they would soar with their wings and meet each other wherever they wished.

Rakesh smiled to himself at his wild desire while sipping a cup of coffee in the morning at his house, thinking about Sudha. He felt like the morning breeze had touched his mind, heart, body, and soul with the fragrance of Sudha.

What might my princess be doing right now? If I could get her number, how nice it would be. I would talk to her the whole day.

Sudha also couldn’t control her wandering mind, heart, and soul; she smiled to herself while preparing her breakfast, thinking about Rakesh and humming her favorite Bollywood romantic song.

What is my prince doing right now? Is he thinking about me? She felt shy and blushed, felt the goosebumps on her entire body, and the naughty breeze kissed her soft face tenderly. Why am I thinking about him? I shouldn’t think about a stranger like this. She amended her drifting thoughts.

They were two strangers to the other passengers of the Metro train, but they were closely attached to each other internally. They were like they were made for each other. The strings of their hearts were played with the same musical notes. They were inseparable. The moment their eyes met, they both felt refreshed and rejuvenated, like the first shower of the rainy season or the first fragrance of the spring season. They both became animated while finding each other nearby every day, and everything became magical and heavenly.

Rakesh became so familiar with Sudha's dress codes that he could guess which day she would wear which dress, and Sudha also knew the same about Rakesh. They started talking to each other with their gestures. They communicated with their smiles and shyness.

You are looking gorgeous. Rakesh complimented Sudha’s new pink salwar kameez and white-colored dupatta while showing his joined thumb and index fingers.

Sudha lowered her eyes, blushing like a newly wedded bride, and passed her sweet and gentle smile as if she were acknowledging his praises.

"You too look handsome and smart in your blue jeans and white shirt," she also complimented him with her fingers.

They started liking each other unknowingly. Their journey of love had already been on track since the day they had almost bumped into each other for the first time. Their smiles and gentle gestures were the only medium of communication between them.

They felt each other's feelings. They could read each other's thoughts, feelings, and emotions. Without uttering a single word from their mouths, they could understand each other’s thoughts, feelings, emotions, and languages. They were talking with the language of their love. In love, every gesture and every indication would be the language of love. They could talk and express their feelings and emotions with their sweet smiles and gentle gestures.