You, Me and Ahum ("I")...

“It has been always your mood, your nature, your convenience, your emotions, your sentiments… Seems like I don’t have any emotions?” He said. It was like a gush of cold wind on her face. She was shaken badly. For a minute or two, she couldn’t reply. It was silence all over. Suddenly he broke the silence, saying, “Come on now, will you please speak?” she said, “What should I speak about? You said it all…”

Now he realized the gravity of his words. He experienced the strength of silence. It was killing him. She was almost in tears. His mind was thinking, rather searching for words, but couldn’t find anything relevant. He was praying to GOD, “Please give me some words, anything, any damn silly thing which will make her feel better. I can’t take this silence.” He was looking her eyes, trying to fathom the ‘almond space’; trying to find what’s going on her mind. She spoke (at last),”Do you really think so?” she continued,”Please let me know the truth. Do you really think so? Haven’t I ever ignored you or insulted your emotions and feelings?” He couldn’t answer. He was still searching for words.

She said, “Dear, I have never done that, not even in my dreams… I can’t think about this. I know I am not expressive. I tell you almost everything that comes in my mind; but my nature is like that, I am not expressive or outgoing person. I appreciate each and everything you do for me. Your single message tells me that I am special. Although I reply to it in a single line, that doesn’t mean I don’t admire them. I love to read your messages. But I can’t write that well. I know, I don’t call or message you often, but that is not everything, is it?”