{"id":1072,"date":"2018-07-16T22:44:51","date_gmt":"2018-07-16T17:14:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.wordpress.com\/?p=1072"},"modified":"2018-07-16T22:44:51","modified_gmt":"2018-07-16T17:14:51","slug":"maybe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/?p=1072","title":{"rendered":"Maybe&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"pvc_clear\"><\/div>\n<p id=\"pvc_stats_1072\" class=\"pvc_stats total_only  \" data-element-id=\"1072\" style=\"\"><i class=\"pvc-stats-icon small\" aria-hidden=\"true\"><svg xmlns=\"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/2000\/svg\" version=\"1.0\" viewBox=\"0 0 502 315\" preserveAspectRatio=\"xMidYMid meet\"><g transform=\"translate(0,332) scale(0.1,-0.1)\" fill=\"\" stroke=\"none\"><path d=\"M2394 3279 l-29 -30 -3 -207 c-2 -182 0 -211 15 -242 39 -76 157 -76 196 0 15 31 17 60 15 243 l-3 209 -33 29 c-26 23 -41 29 -80 29 -41 0 -53 -5 -78 -31z\"\/><path d=\"M3085 3251 c-45 -19 -58 -50 -96 -229 -47 -217 -49 -260 -13 -295 52 -53 146 -42 177 20 16 31 87 366 87 410 0 70 -86 122 -155 94z\"\/><path d=\"M1751 3234 c-13 -9 -29 -31 -37 -50 -12 -29 -10 -49 21 -204 19 -94 39 -189 45 -210 14 -50 54 -80 110 -80 34 0 48 6 76 34 21 21 34 44 34 59 0 14 -18 113 -40 219 -37 178 -43 195 -70 221 -36 32 -101 37 -139 11z\"\/><path d=\"M1163 3073 c-36 -7 -73 -59 -73 -102 0 -56 133 -378 171 -413 34 -32 83 -37 129 -13 70 36 67 87 -16 290 -86 209 -89 214 -129 231 -35 14 -42 15 -82 7z\"\/><path d=\"M3689 3066 c-15 -9 -33 -30 -42 -48 -48 -103 -147 -355 -147 -375 0 -98 131 -148 192 -74 13 15 57 108 97 206 80 196 84 226 37 273 -30 30 -99 39 -137 18z\"\/><path d=\"M583 2784 c-38 -19 -67 -74 -58 -113 9 -42 211 -354 242 -373 16 -10 45 -18 66 -18 51 0 107 52 107 100 0 39 -1 41 -124 234 -80 126 -108 162 -133 173 -41 17 -61 16 -100 -3z\"\/><path d=\"M4250 2784 c-14 -9 -74 -91 -133 -183 -95 -150 -107 -173 -107 -213 0 -55 33 -94 87 -104 67 -13 90 8 211 198 130 202 137 225 78 284 -27 27 -42 34 -72 34 -22 0 -50 -8 -64 -16z\"\/><path d=\"M2275 2693 c-553 -48 -1095 -270 -1585 -649 -135 -104 -459 -423 -483 -476 -23 -49 -22 -139 2 -186 73 -142 361 -457 571 -626 285 -228 642 -407 990 -497 242 -63 336 -73 660 -74 310 0 370 5 595 52 535 111 1045 392 1455 803 122 121 250 273 275 326 19 41 19 137 0 174 -41 79 -309 363 -465 492 -447 370 -946 591 -1479 653 -113 14 -422 18 -536 8z m395 -428 c171 -34 330 -124 456 -258 112 -119 167 -219 211 -378 27 -96 24 -300 -5 -401 -72 -255 -236 -447 -474 -557 -132 -62 -201 -76 -368 -76 -167 0 -236 14 -368 76 -213 98 -373 271 -451 485 -162 444 86 934 547 1084 153 49 292 57 452 25z m909 -232 c222 -123 408 -262 593 -441 76 -74 138 -139 138 -144 0 -16 -233 -242 -330 -319 -155 -123 -309 -223 -461 -299 l-81 -41 32 46 c18 26 49 83 70 128 143 306 141 649 -6 957 -25 52 -61 116 -79 142 l-34 47 45 -20 c26 -10 76 -36 113 -56z m-2057 25 c-40 -58 -105 -190 -130 -263 -110 -324 -59 -707 132 -981 25 -35 42 -64 37 -64 -19 0 -241 119 -326 174 -188 122 -406 314 -532 468 l-58 71 108 103 c185 178 428 349 672 473 66 33 121 60 123 61 2 0 -10 -19 -26 -42z\"\/><path d=\"M2375 1950 c-198 -44 -350 -190 -395 -379 -18 -76 -8 -221 19 -290 114 -284 457 -406 731 -260 98 52 188 154 231 260 27 69 37 214 19 290 -38 163 -166 304 -326 360 -67 23 -215 33 -279 19z\"\/><\/g><\/svg><\/i> <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"16\" height=\"16\" alt=\"Loading\" src=\"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/wp-content\/plugins\/page-views-count\/ajax-loader-2x.gif\" border=0 \/><\/p>\n<div class=\"pvc_clear\"><\/div>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cWell that was a hearty dinner\u2026\u201d Vedh spoke as Iniya got inside the car. Even after spending the entire evening with her he was still not able to digest the fact that she looked amazingly beautiful in saree. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cYeah says the guy who hesitated to come in the first place.\u201d She was completely oblivious to the looks she was getting from her friend. It was her mentor\u2019s wedding and of course she was going to bully her best friend into accompanying her.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cHey! He is your mentor, not mine.\u201d Putting on his seat belt Vedh tried not to keep staring at his childhood friend. He did not want to make things awkward. \u201cWell here is your long drive that you have been nagging me about\u2026\u201d he almost flinched expecting a smack from her. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">When he didn\u2019t get any he was surprised to see her just giving a stern look. They both promised to spend more time with each other after high school and it got increasingly hard with each year. The fact that both of them attended school in different cities now did not help. She came home once a month and that weekend would be when he had some sort of field visit. Their schedules hardly gave time for telephonic conversations too. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cThat is one more broken promise from you. You couldn\u2019t even keep up the simplest one.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cWhich is\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cYou promised to take me to your secret beach\u2026\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cOh!\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cYes! Oh! That is all I get from you\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Suddenly the mood inside the car had changed. Changed to what? Vedh couldn\u2019t pin point. He felt bad for Iniya. He knew she hardly had any friends at her school. She comes home often just to meet him and their other friends. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cOkay let me make it up to you. I will take you to that beach.\u201d He spoke with a slight smile. \u201cI hope you don\u2019t have like a curfew at home.\u201d He added. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Her smile just turned into a grin. \u201cNo curfew. I can go as late as I want to.\u201d One could almost feel the excitement in her voice. Vedh was not sure if she was worked up about going to the beach or she was animated because it was already 10 pm and now this guy was offering to take her to a secluded beach. Either way it was decided and he drove to the said destination. Gladly it was a short drive from the wedding location. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Iniya just sat in the car looking at the beach that was devoid of any artificial light. There weren\u2019t any houses or buildings nearby. Even street lights weren\u2019t set up near that place. Except for the brightly shining moon there was no light. Vedh had asked her to sit inside the car while he checked out if the place was safe. She complied. Better safe than sorry. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cThe coast is clear, pretty literally.\u201d He smiled as he opened the door for her. She took his hand and walked through the sand. She had kicked off her high heels back in the car. But walking on the beach sand while wearing a silk saree was not exactly easy. She was struggling to hold the saree together. The sounds of the wave was all they both heard. Not a single word was uttered, Knowing each other for more than a decade they both had gotten pretty close to each other over the time. So much so that Vedh had grown very fond of her. And when they had to go away for college it was not easy on him. The distance made him understand how important she was to him. More than that it made him realise the feelings he had for her. They were meeting almost after six months and her turning up in a saree didn\u2019t help matters much.<br \/>\nHe was fighting the temptation to just hug her now. There she was standing right next to him like an angel under moon light. She had always been the tomboy like girl with him. Iniya was the kind of girl who had more boys as her friends than girls. Vedh was one of the few who knew how much of a girly girl she was. But suddenly today she looked very lady like. She was no more the 11 year old girl he had befriended all those years ago. She had grown up into a graceful woman. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cWhat are you looking at?\u201d His train of thoughts came crashing down when she asked that question. He hadn\u2019t realised that he was starring at her all this while. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cOh just wondering if you had lost weight. You look tinier than the last time I met you.\u201d he teased and hoped she bought it. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cI am not tiny\u2026 I weigh a good 50 kilos\u201d she turned back to look at the sea. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cSeriously? Then I can lift you easily!\u201d he laughed. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cNo you cannot. You are not THAT strong.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cWanna bet?\u201d he said as she backed off a little. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cNope\u2026\u201d she backed up a little more. \u201cBecause you will fail miserably and drop me down\u2026\u201d she stuck her tongue out. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cLet me be the judge of that woman.\u201d he got to her in no time and lifted her up easily. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">As her giggles filled the air he twirled with Iniya still in his arms. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cPut me down\u2026\u201d she tried to yell amidst her laughter. It had been a while since she laughed that much. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">As he loosened his grip on her she could keep her feet tip toed on the ground. They both were eye level now. His grip tightened again. Almost as if he didn\u2019t want to let go of her. A new found confidence took over Vedh as he stared into her eyes. For a moment he let his guard down. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><i>\u2018To hell with it\u2026\u2019 <\/i> he thought as he pressed his lips over hers. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">He was surprised when he felt her return the kiss. He could feel her hands wrap around his shoulder. He smiled into the kiss before breaking to breathe. She had the faintest shade of pink painted all over her face. She was looking at the ground. They were not hugging anymore.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-1269\" src=\"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.files.wordpress.com\/2018\/07\/love-pair-wallpaper.jpg?w=700\" alt=\"\" width=\"700\" height=\"525\" \/><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cIts getting late. Lets go home.\u201d she spoke before walking towards the car. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Vedh did not understand what was going on. He silently followed her and started the car. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">She did not dare look at him. Her heart was beating at an alarming rate and Iniya was not sure how to take things. Her friend had just kissed her. Her best friend in the whole wide world had just kissed her. Which meant he had feelings for her. For how long has he been harbouring such feelings, she did not know. But more than his actions she was shocked at her own actions. She returned the kiss.<br \/>\nWhen her best friend kissed her, she kissed him back. She did not know what took over her. She wanted to talk. But no words were coming out. Silence was never bad thing among them. Right now she was not sure if it was a good thing or not. Does this mean she likes him like that? She had never seen him as anything but a friend. Even when their mutual friends teased them about it, it wasn\u2019t a thought that crossed her mind much. He was her best friend.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">He still is. Suddenly she felt a bit of anger surfacing. The guy she had trusted the most had just done a daring thing. He stole her first kiss without asking her. He stole something that is never recoverable. On the other hand she had let him. She was even happy to hand it to him. Why? Iniya was not able to figure out why. She looked to her right. Vedh was just driving them home. His eyes were set on the road. Every now and then he would look at her. Iniya just looked at her hands which were placed on her lap. But she was stealing glances at her male friend as often as he did. He was dressed quite well today. She hadn\u2019t noticed it but he wore that expensive watch that she had gifted him on their farewell day. He was rather a handsome guy. She knew that he has been approached by quite the number of girls in the past. He never went out with any of them. Now it made sense why.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"s1\"><i>\u2018Has he been in love with me for such a long time?\u2019 <\/i>she wondered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>So what now? Are they a couple now? Or do they just forget this night and go about their usual lives? What happens from now? Paranoia hit her as she thought of scenarios where they wouldn\u2019t work out as a couple. She suddenly felt the need for some fresh air. Should she be happy that this happened or should she get angry and sad that it did happen? A million questions arose in her mind. All of which screeched to a halt when the car stopped in front of her apartment gate.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">They both stayed silent. The tension was so thick it could be cut with a knife. Silently she got out of the car when he said \u201cGo home and text me.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">She almost stopped dead in her tracks. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">This was a habit between them whenever they met. He would end it with the same sentence. She smiled warmly, gave him a nod and walked towards the elevator. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Maybe things won\u2019t change much. Maybe things would just get better now. Maybe she was the most luckiest girl in this world, for her best friend loved her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Featured image courtesy: <a href=\"http:\/\/aimy1.blogspot.com\/2011\/08\/romantic-couple-love-on-beach.html\">Aimy&#8217;s Collection<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<div class=\"pvc_clear\"><\/div>\n<p id=\"pvc_stats_1072\" class=\"pvc_stats total_only  \" data-element-id=\"1072\" style=\"\"><i class=\"pvc-stats-icon small\" aria-hidden=\"true\"><svg xmlns=\"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/2000\/svg\" version=\"1.0\" viewBox=\"0 0 502 315\" preserveAspectRatio=\"xMidYMid meet\"><g transform=\"translate(0,332) scale(0.1,-0.1)\" fill=\"\" stroke=\"none\"><path d=\"M2394 3279 l-29 -30 -3 -207 c-2 -182 0 -211 15 -242 39 -76 157 -76 196 0 15 31 17 60 15 243 l-3 209 -33 29 c-26 23 -41 29 -80 29 -41 0 -53 -5 -78 -31z\"\/><path d=\"M3085 3251 c-45 -19 -58 -50 -96 -229 -47 -217 -49 -260 -13 -295 52 -53 146 -42 177 20 16 31 87 366 87 410 0 70 -86 122 -155 94z\"\/><path d=\"M1751 3234 c-13 -9 -29 -31 -37 -50 -12 -29 -10 -49 21 -204 19 -94 39 -189 45 -210 14 -50 54 -80 110 -80 34 0 48 6 76 34 21 21 34 44 34 59 0 14 -18 113 -40 219 -37 178 -43 195 -70 221 -36 32 -101 37 -139 11z\"\/><path d=\"M1163 3073 c-36 -7 -73 -59 -73 -102 0 -56 133 -378 171 -413 34 -32 83 -37 129 -13 70 36 67 87 -16 290 -86 209 -89 214 -129 231 -35 14 -42 15 -82 7z\"\/><path d=\"M3689 3066 c-15 -9 -33 -30 -42 -48 -48 -103 -147 -355 -147 -375 0 -98 131 -148 192 -74 13 15 57 108 97 206 80 196 84 226 37 273 -30 30 -99 39 -137 18z\"\/><path d=\"M583 2784 c-38 -19 -67 -74 -58 -113 9 -42 211 -354 242 -373 16 -10 45 -18 66 -18 51 0 107 52 107 100 0 39 -1 41 -124 234 -80 126 -108 162 -133 173 -41 17 -61 16 -100 -3z\"\/><path d=\"M4250 2784 c-14 -9 -74 -91 -133 -183 -95 -150 -107 -173 -107 -213 0 -55 33 -94 87 -104 67 -13 90 8 211 198 130 202 137 225 78 284 -27 27 -42 34 -72 34 -22 0 -50 -8 -64 -16z\"\/><path d=\"M2275 2693 c-553 -48 -1095 -270 -1585 -649 -135 -104 -459 -423 -483 -476 -23 -49 -22 -139 2 -186 73 -142 361 -457 571 -626 285 -228 642 -407 990 -497 242 -63 336 -73 660 -74 310 0 370 5 595 52 535 111 1045 392 1455 803 122 121 250 273 275 326 19 41 19 137 0 174 -41 79 -309 363 -465 492 -447 370 -946 591 -1479 653 -113 14 -422 18 -536 8z m395 -428 c171 -34 330 -124 456 -258 112 -119 167 -219 211 -378 27 -96 24 -300 -5 -401 -72 -255 -236 -447 -474 -557 -132 -62 -201 -76 -368 -76 -167 0 -236 14 -368 76 -213 98 -373 271 -451 485 -162 444 86 934 547 1084 153 49 292 57 452 25z m909 -232 c222 -123 408 -262 593 -441 76 -74 138 -139 138 -144 0 -16 -233 -242 -330 -319 -155 -123 -309 -223 -461 -299 l-81 -41 32 46 c18 26 49 83 70 128 143 306 141 649 -6 957 -25 52 -61 116 -79 142 l-34 47 45 -20 c26 -10 76 -36 113 -56z m-2057 25 c-40 -58 -105 -190 -130 -263 -110 -324 -59 -707 132 -981 25 -35 42 -64 37 -64 -19 0 -241 119 -326 174 -188 122 -406 314 -532 468 l-58 71 108 103 c185 178 428 349 672 473 66 33 121 60 123 61 2 0 -10 -19 -26 -42z\"\/><path d=\"M2375 1950 c-198 -44 -350 -190 -395 -379 -18 -76 -8 -221 19 -290 114 -284 457 -406 731 -260 98 52 188 154 231 260 27 69 37 214 19 290 -38 163 -166 304 -326 360 -67 23 -215 33 -279 19z\"\/><\/g><\/svg><\/i> <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"16\" height=\"16\" alt=\"Loading\" src=\"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/wp-content\/plugins\/page-views-count\/ajax-loader-2x.gif\" border=0 \/><\/p>\n<div class=\"pvc_clear\"><\/div>\n<p>\u201cWell that was a hearty dinner\u2026\u201d Vedh spoke as Iniya got inside the car. Even after spending the entire evening with her he was still not able to digest the fact that she looked amazingly beautiful in saree. \u201cYeah says the guy who hesitated to come in the first place.\u201d She was completely oblivious to&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1269,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[99,108,392,575,674,824,843],"class_list":["post-1072","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-story-corner","tag-beach","tag-best-friends","tag-friendship","tag-love","tag-night-sky","tag-sea-shore","tag-short-story"],"a3_pvc":{"activated":true,"total_views":50,"today_views":0},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1072","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1072"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1072\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1072"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1072"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aratrikaspeaks.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1072"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}