Do Naina Ek Kahani....




It was love at first sight! Yes! It was!

Our eyes met, at the exhibition centre, that day. It was a big day for me. I was about to graduate and it was my final exhibition, which was to be graded by our professors and some well known artists in the town.

He was there with his friends, to see the exhibition. The graduation exhibitions usually need invites, one of my classmates, was his friend. And hence, he was invited.

He didn't look keen to go through all the exhibits. His eyes were just wandering around.

He stood in front of my painting, he stared at it. I was standing next to my painting, he turned and our eyes met. He paused, looked deep into my eyes. The way he was looking at the paintings and the way he looked at me, was entirely different....like chalk and cheese.

His eyes were engaging, as if expatiating a tale.....maybe a love story! I diverted my glance from him to my painting. And started to introduce my masterpiece. "These hues depict the spring, the blossoms....", before I could finish, he said  "Beautiful indeed!". I, once again glanced at him, he wasn't even looking at the painting, still staring at me.

I didn't know what to say. His friend, who was my classmate, approached us. He introduced me to this guy. "This is Aarit and this is Disha". Aarit smiled and said, "Wow! Aarit means, one who seeks right direction....Disha!".

I couldn't resist smiling. "Disha's paintings are a treat to ones eyes", my friend added. Aarit looked at my painting once again and puckered his lower lip, nodding his head. "Aarit isn't much a fan of art, he came just because I invited him", my friend said. "And I did the right thing....", Aarit interrupted. I just shied away. 

My friend rushed to his exhibit when our professor called him. As he left, Aarit said, "If someone teaches me the intricacies, I will be obliged to learn". His stare was aggressive this time, but not invasive! "Will you spare sometime to tutor me, Miss. Painter?", he inquired earnestly. 

The twinkle in his eyes was enticing. Had I fallen for Aarit? my mind questioned me. And the answer was a straight Yes!

I started tutoring him after completing my graduation. Aarit had natural aptitude and a zeal to retrain himself. We met more than often, sometimes at his place, sometimes mine. We went to cafes, movies, restaurants. But no one had confessed, what was in our hearts, yet. We both knew that there's something brewing but the instigation....it was pending. 

Aarit loved to draw my eyes. "They are expressive, surreal", he used to say. Aarit found painting so fascinating, that he started taking advance classes for portraits. He wanted to make a portrait of me and gift it on my birthday. 

I was crossing the road, with the shopping bags in one hand and mobile in other. I received a call, It was Aarit. "Miss. Painter, where are you?", he said. And I failed to see the speeding car approaching. I don't know what happened next. But I was feeling so light, as if there was no body weight, just like you feel in outer space. I had planned to celebrate my birthday with Aarit tomorrow. But here I was, don't know where, actually.

I never made it back. Yes! I was a soul, the wispy, light one! I could see Aarit crying, his plaintive eyes. I couldn't bear to see them. There was no sparkle, neither the twinkle, which he had when he looked at me. 

Aarit had finished his portrait, the one he wanted to gift me. He went back home to the painting. He had kept the palette filled with water next to the portrait and his hand hit the palette. The water spilled over my portrait and rolled down the eyes, as if it were tears. Aarit got disturbed. "I would've never let you cry, your eyes are surreal....Disha!", he said and hurriedly picked up his paintbrush. With the tip of his paintbrush, he soaked up one of my tears...and kept the brush down, to never pick it again!

                     

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