Must Read: The Silent Lover - Season 1 - Episode 23

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Must Read: The Silent Lover - Season 1 - Episode 23

That night sleep didn’t come early.
Komal tried to work on rest of her daily schedule and put it out of her mind the rest of the day; but those two pure black eyes invaded her mind.

What had she let herself in for?
What on earth was happening to her? She thougt, as she lay awake on her bed.

Komal’s brain whirled. It couldn’t be happening to her. It wasn’t possible.

She had never experienced anything like this before. It was something weird, strange; a pleasurable kind of pain originating deep within her, a feeling she was not used to.

For the first time, she was thinking about her future in a different way. Only now, she was able to realize her needs and wants in a more personal way. She reasoned that she needed someone attune to her personal life, someone with whom she could talk about the things that were important to her, someone who understood. A man who could supply that in a way no other man could.
And who this man could be?
Her heart whispered only one name, again and again.

His personality was no doubt very disturbing. His smiles, his laughter, his way to talk, every thing was unique and distinguished. Confident face, naughty, sparkling eyes.
We don’t meet such guys every day, do we?
She could not get Aariz out of her mind.

Did she just like his looks? Well, she did like his looks, but that was exactly the problem.
Something had to be wrong with a man who looked so perfect. No man who looked perfect ever really was.
Her heart still raced when she thought of each time that Aariz’s gaze had touched her.
As soon as her head touched the pillow, his smiling face came in front of her.
She began to smile too. Yes….. She needed Aariz. She wanted him moe than anything else. She felt as though this was a person who genuinely cared for her. Someone who had asked because of genuine concerns and not due to superficial observation or politeness. Someone who would listen and who would understand. A man, who would be able to share all of her smiles, sorrows, tears and laughter. She was not imaginative enough to figure out what men wanted from today’s career-minded girls but she was sure of one thing, there was no selfish interest or materialistic desire behind his feelings.

The great thing about having such an ideal husband with a sizeable fortune was that she could actually get all the happiness in life she wanted and she was more than ready to take that all.

Rolling from side to side on her Victorain bed, she tried her best to sleep but it would not come.

Finally deciding something, she gave up trying, and rose from her bed.
She needed to share it with someone. Yes, only this could decrease the intense burden on her heart. She wanted to tell what she felt to someone who could be trustworthy and supportive.
Combing through her hair with her fingers, she pulled out her laptop and settled on her easy chair.
With a sigh, she rested her fingers on the familiar keys and closed her eyes; willing herself to relax and let the words fill her ears, just as they always had whenever she sat down to write. But it was the silence of her surroundings she heard, a thick, throbbing unbroken quietness that theatened to go on forever and in its echoing emptiness, the only words she heard were those of Aariz Ali.
Her fingers curled in frustration on the keyboard as she opened her mailbox and clicked on ‘compose’.
She typed…..
“Hi Mawara.”
I’ve been enjoying my time alot. Pakistan is wonderful except for that nonsense pollution and stupid traffic. For the first time, I have experienced it’s culture and heritage.
I love the weddings, like all the festivals.
Last weekend, I was in Lahore, enjoying Basant. It was fun.
Oh yes, remember Mawara you always used to ask me if I liked someone? And I told you that I’ll not hide it whenever I really like someone. Well, dear tell you what? I’ve met someone.
He is simply wonderful and I’ve finally got my ‘ideal’. Hey don’t laugh, okay? Okay I know I might sound childish but that’s how I feel.
Would fill you up with all the details once I’m back in London. Mom has got our tickets booked for next weeks’s flight.
Okay, see you soon. Bye.
K.K.
Komal smile at herself, and closed her laptop after sending the mail then returned to her bed again.
It wasn’t fair!
She asked herself why.
Why it was all happening to her?
“It’s never been like this….it’s never been this way. Oh God!” She shifted in her bed desperately, clutching he feathery pillow to her b0s0m.
And then, some invisible power whispered deep inside her heart.
It’s love. Oh yes, definitely love and nothing else. This is mind-ruining, and soul-sizzling love which will last for the rest of your life.
What was she really afraid of?
Now, it was time to confess what and how she had felt.
She had to admit, had to confess and express herself in front of him..otherwise this ‘ache’ was going to be unbearable.
Yes, Aariz was the man she had always wished, wanted and hoped for.
She knew that from now on, she would not be able to imagine herself with anyone else.