Monday, September 30, 2013

The Ringing Bell...13

Frank: Don’t worry, he is just thinking. He will find a solution soon & then start talking again.
Tina: I hope that everything gets fine between them.
Frank: That will, dear, both of them are not as puerile as they seem to.
Tina: I pray. Let’s move in, I need some good music & you, this beautiful evening.
Frank: Me too!!

On the other hand, Ryan was driving his car too slowly. Everything seemed to have stopped. Bell was getting impatient. After 10 minutes, she broke the silence.

Bell: Dear, don’t you want to know how your poem was? It was the first ever something that someone had written just for me. And, I must say, it is most beautiful poem I have ever heard. Thanks a lot for that. I never knew that you can write so well. It was a brilliant effort from your side. But my effort also is worth noticing, the red rose I gave you this morning was the first one from my first garden. Did you like it?

Ryan maintained his silence. Bell was loosing her mood. She tried again after 5 minutes.

Bell: Love, can you see those hills? This view of Alps is so beautiful & this snow is making this moment more beautiful than ever. And most important I am with my Prince Charming. How cute he looks when gets angry… I love his angry face… (Chuckling)



Ryan kept his silence. This was really upsetting Bell. Ultimately, she opened her mouth again.

Bell: I know Ryan, this is my last trip with you. After you leave me, you will never talk to me. You don’t know how sorry I am. (With tears) I wish, love, I could tell you how much I love you. From the day we met, I knew that you would hold my heart in your hands. You did more than that. In fact... you completely own me and every part of me. When I think of you, my heart is so full of love and passion for you that I can hardly contain myself. Whenever I am with you, I forget the world & everything around me. But, I never knew that my love for you is so weak that you will just move away from me?


The car stopped. They had reached their destination. 

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