Anu And Her First Love

ANUSHIYA SMITH

Today I woke early than Arjun would have. When I went to the kitchen Alice was making herself a coffee when she sees me she made an extra cup for me too. Today Alice looks quite beautiful. She was wearing makeup. This was the first time I was seeing her with makeup. She looks beautiful in it. Sky-like sky blue in her eyes, eye shadow with the same color paint on her lips and she was totally in sky blue except for her hair, her hair was blonde as usual.

"What happened to you? You look like a goddess of sky blue." I said as my eyes widened, exclaimed.

She bit her lips and closed her face with both her hands and shook her head.

"Say! You knew I don't like being surprised." I told her. She was acting weird today including her dres' sense. Fully sky blue top to bottom even her shoes were sky blue.

She nodded. Then freed her hands from her face and turned her back to me and started talking like she was still shying to say.

"Today...." she pressed.

"What?" I asked excitedly without having patience in me.

"Today I have a date." She chanted.

I was confused. She said she was married and having a teenage son but how can this is even possible.

"Wait. Weren't you married?" I asked her.

She turned to meet my gaze and walked towards me and stood an inch or two away from me. She rested her palms on my shoulder and smiled politely.

"Yes, dear. I'm married but that doesn't mean I can't date my husband. Today's our Anniversary."

"Wedding anniversary?" I asked.

20th anniversary after he proposed to me." She

celebrate their anniversary. I was shocked when she first said that she was going on a date and I'd thought she was going on with someone else. There was nothing wrong with me because whenever I see Hollywood movies they only mentioning these kinds of things like kissing, dating, then.... Cheating and then broke up and sometimes racism too. But in reality, things are different. Why these movie directors don't take the movies about reality. I was

Only heroines would get a chance to have the perfect fairy tale ending. And even in the camera focus was also only on those main characters. Why should stars have all the fun? Won't the moon worth it? Because, it's too beautiful for stars, I giggled for my poetess. Yeah, because people always searching for stars, there was countless out there but there had been and should be the only moon. So they'd already know that they can't afford the moon that's why they

unconscious about the presence and gave me the "What's going on

was we talking about but then really didn't know what we were talked about. But I was sure I've to say something in

relief. When she saw

say to me that you didn't think like that about me,"

out a nervous laugh

girl" she clapped

Stereotype? Like Slumdog Millionaire. You guys were thinking that people in India, are living in slums and don't have a good dress to wear and good foods to eat? No, that's not at all true. People in India are different. Cultures in India differ from state to state sometimes even districts to districts in the same state, dresses, hairstyles, mythology, religions, and even languages. There was not only Hindi speaking in India for example people in Gujarat speak Gujarati, in Punjab, we speak Punjabi, In Telangana and Andhra Pradesh we speak Telugu, in Tamil Nadu we speak Tamil, in Kerala, but we also speak Malayalam and...." I was thinking... what I

thinking and that wasn't it, and I still searching for a topic to continue the conversation and she used my pause as her turn to change the

say what makes you woke up this early and come to this kitchen?" she

for him in his perfect taste with cream as Alice taught me the other day. So this coffee was going to be the sorry-sorry

of the kitchen I shouted, "Thanks, Aly." I just gave her a nickname which I didn't give very often, only to the people I

"No mention, bud."

curtains as the sun burned my skin and my eyes. I felt like I was in

heard him frowned behind

my pillow and closed his face from the sun's rays.

the curtains?" he

I couldn't say no

gets hotter each second extends. I was starring at his jaw where my eyes can watch straightly. When I hear him clearing his throat I looked him in his eyes. His hair was messy from his

pointing at