Can Love Happen Twice? by Ravinder Singh

Author:Ravinder Singh [Singh, Ravinder]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Fiction, General, Romance
ISBN: 9780143417231
Google: dXpGLwEACAAJ
Publisher: Penguin Metro Reads
Published: 2011-01-02T06:00:00+00:00

Later that evening Simar and I went to an Indian restaurant. We had a lavish candlelit dinner. In the light of the candle between us, all I could see was her perfectly beautiful face. Seeing her then I also recalled how she had appeared to me that morning, moments after she had gotten up from her bed, when I had brought her the flowers. And while we ate to our hearts’ content, we talked at length about our respective families back in India, our past and our good friends.

We continued to talk on the same subject as I drove Simar back to her hostel. It was 11.30 p.m. by then. Her hostel was some 500 metres ahead when I stopped the car. It was a dark and abandoned part of the street. There was a kennel just nearby and I parked the vehicle in the open ground in front of the kennel. Up above, the half-moon in the sky was playing hide-and-seek behind the clouds. She wondered why I’d stopped the car. For a moment I didn’t speak. She waited for me to speak. I raised my chin and looked at her.

‘I wanted to gift you something else on your birthday,’ I said huskily.

She smiled and then said, with wonderment in her eyes, ‘What? … I already have my gifts on the back seat.’

‘Not the materialistic ones,’ I answered.

‘Okay,’ she said and crossed her arms across her chest and turned towards me, giving me all her attention. There was pin-drop silence around us.

‘You will find it stupid, but I wrote a few lines for you.’

‘Oh wow, Ravz! Really? Will you sing them for me?’ she said. I nodded. Biting her lower lip, she waited for me to start, her eyes twinkling with love as they focused on mine.

I smiled back and rolled my eyes, acknowledging her.

She clapped and then waited. I began singing.

‘Hmmm … jaana suno…’

I looked at her and paused. I thought it wasn’t going well and I was shy.

‘Sing, na, Ravz! I am dying to listen to it.

‘Jaana suno, kuch to kaho, hamse yu naa tum rutha karo …’

As I sang for her I don’t know how or why it happened but the dogs from the kennel above started howling. I don’t know if they were crying or singing with me.

Simar and I looked at each other and then for a minute listened to the howling of the dogs and broke into a laugh. Nothing seemed to matter—we rather enjoyed it.

‘Ravz, continue, na. Let them give the background music.’ And she kept her eyes glued to me.

‘I wrote this one when we fought the other day and you were not talking to me,’ I said, telling her the inside story.

She nodded her head in acknowledgement and waited for me to resume my singing.

‘Jaana suno, kuch to kaho, hamse yu naa tum rutha karo.

Apna to saath kuch aisa, jaisa chaand ka sitaaro se ho.

Hmmm … Jaana suno, sunti raho, hamse yu naa tum rutha karo.

Apna to saath kuch aisa, jaisa nadiya ka kinaaro se ho

Hmmm … laaa laaa la laa, laaa laaa la laaa …’

I stopped.

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