"I spy you!" - 44

Her discrimination screamed at her for allowing her heart to rule her head! What was she thinking?

Some blabbering of the heart cannot come in the way of her work. She did join the job with the single aim of serving the country. Come what may, her sole objective is to stay with the truth, however bitter it may be. What if the truth is going to hurt her? If she is going to accuse Pushpahaasa in the recent incidents, then she can’t forgive herself!

She was in this dilemma throughout her way back to her home in the Nation’s capital. She was very agitated when she reached her home. She closed the door and threw her luggage down and fell on her bed and cried her heart’s content.

Oh God! I was so much fine all these years! Why did you bring Pushpahaasa into my life? Ok, he came, but why this duality? Could he not been a nice guy and working in the office so that I could have just loved him instead of this dilemma?

He came in my life, he works in the same field (of course with a higher capacity; who knows I also could reach his level someday!) and he even keeps coming in my workplace!

She went to sleep for quite some time. When she woke up the sun was up and breakfast time had passed. She went down to the supermarket nearby and bought bread and orange juice. She finished her breakfast of orange juice and bread toast and left for the office.

She did not know whether Mr. Padmanabha was happy with her or annoyed with her. He hid his feelings well. He asked her to submit her report and await the next assignment.

She was not feeling at the top of the world this time unlike the other times when she was praised for her contribution in closing the case.

She went in search of Durjaya. He was in the canteen having his food. She went up, ordered a fruit bowl, a glass of buttermilk and sat in front of him.

He stared at her for a few seconds.

“Hey, don’t you know that it is rude to stare at another person, especially when the other person is a girl?” she asked with mock anger.

“Sorry elder sister! The mountain air has really done well to you. You look really great! That’s why I was looking at you” he said sincerely.

She laughed and patted his hand which was on the table.

The canteen boy shouted “fruit bowl and buttermilk!”

She did not hear because of the babble of voices in the canteen. When the boy shouted again she excused herself and went to collect them.

She was about to reach for the two when another pair of strong hands caught hold of the two items.

She was stunned to see that the hands belonged to the person to whom her heart now belonged.

Pushpahaasa!