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Articles: Novels | Love You - Mr. Varaprasada Rao Imandi
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'Do you have any problem in going?' my boss asked, since I hadn't responded.
'Not really,' I replied. What else could I say? That I was in love, and couldn’t bear the separation?
'When do I have to leave?'
I had a month.
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'Wow! New York! Great! I have heard it is a fantastic city! Did you know it snows there in winter?' Preeti was obviously very excited about my going. She did not seem to share my disappointment on what I now saw as 'separation'.
I had not decided then if I was going to tell her how I felt. We had known each other for a little over a year, and we were very close, but beyond some mild flirting, the relationship had never got even close to romantic. That was, of course, until I found out she had spent a week baking me a cake. It is funny how small things seem to make such a big difference.
'What happened?' she asked. 'You don't seem very happy.'
'Oh,' I replied, 'it's just that it's so sudden, that's all. And you know I was never all that interested in going to America.'
'What an idiot. Go see the place. I've heard the women there are amazingly beautiful.' She had a sly smile on her face. I wanted to tell her I did not care if I laid my eyes on another woman again, if she was not with me. But I didn't.
I realized that I only had another month with her. She had rejected every guy who'd asked her out ever since I'd known her. I did not want the same to happen to me, and I did not want to make it awkward between us. I did not want to risk that month. I wanted it to be the best time I had ever spent with her. After I came back from the US, I might not even get to meet her again. Two years was a long time.
We ate out almost every night. We visited some of the best restaurants in the city. She also helped me shop for warm clothes, formalwear, shoes, toothpaste and a million things I would never have thought of on my own.
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