You've Got Mail . . .

"She loves me,she loves me not,she loves me,she loves me not."He was playing with a flower again.1 petal left-->she loves me not :O.Damn !"Cmon,these are just silly games",he told himself.Anyway,he knew what HE felt for HER atleast and he had decided to tell her that today without fearing the consequences.Just then,she entered the hall.It was "traditional day" at office.In her favorite color red,that too in an elegant sari...slender waist,long silky hair flowing in the air,"kohl-ed" enchanting eyes,a vibrant smile and a feline walk....he had to pinch himself back to reality.She wished him good morning,chuckled(may be she had seen his jaw wide opened :D) and walked past him,leaving him startled again,he was lost again in the lovely fragrance of her favorite perfume which always drove him crazy :D.He was angry at himself, how could he let her control his senses without her even saying a word.He got back to his desk and took out the card he had spent the entire night making for her.The stars on it, reminded her of the twinkle in her eyes,the flowers her sweet fragrance,the butterflies her delicate wrist,even the sparkle pen he had used on the card were a symbol of the sparkle/the happiness she always spread with her mere presence.He would tell her all today,he thought.May be even she liked him,he could feel that from the way she always laughed even over his not-so-funny jokes,the way her cheeks turned rosy red when he complimented her,the way she turned into a "baby" and gave him an innocent-puppy-dog-look even if an ant bite her :D,obviously she craved for his attention too.It was cute when she blushed,the day he looked 'extra' handsome, as if he were her own property ;)

He remembered her breaking down to tears when he had met with a small accident sometime back.Her tears felt like pearls rolling down the creamy cheeks,her cute little nosie turned red which was so cute,he felt like rubbing it softly with his own and cleaning her tears with his hands.He had instantly forgotten his pain then.
Just then his cubicle mate shook him."Breaking news dude ! Check your mailbox."It was a mail from HER,to a list of almost 20 friends,his name lost somewhere in between.It read as,
"Dear friends,today is like no other day in my life.Sorry to inform you all so late,it all happened in a hurry.Guess what, thanks to somebody, the third finger of my left hand isn't vacant anymore."
PS :You can deliver the gifts at my desk,cubicle number 101.
He went numb.He was speechless.How could she do that to him !She had no right to just come one fine day and tell him that she's going away with somebody else he had no idea about even !He felt like someone had hit him hard on the head with a giant rock.He couldn't speak.He couldn't breathe....
....To Be Continued...Watch this space for more :)...

Disclaimer : All the characters in this story are purely fictious and any resemblance to any person dead/alive is purely coincidental !