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Herstory. Aakash; the man of my dreams, my childhood lover and my best friend.

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The Great Escape "Aakash! Aakash!" I shouted with all my might across the noisy train station. I looked frantically for Aakash's familiar back. My heart was thumping, sweat dripping from running. I breathed deeply and closed my eyes, trying to focus on the sound of my breath to calm myself down. "He'll be here, he must be here somewhere. Don't panic." My eyelids fluttered open and Aakash was there, standing on the other side of the station. He couldn't stand still, his eyes were darting; I have never seen that look on his face before. ...read more.

Middle

Finally, our eyes met. I momentarily froze for a moment; I was not sure how to feel at that point of time. My heart skipped a beat, I broke into a smile and let go of a breath I did not know I held. He met my eyes with his usual cheerful grin and rushed to my side of the station. The apprehension I felt vanished when I felt his strong arms, they gave me a sense of security. "Aakah, I guess it was time for me to make my own decisions." I said with determination and confidence. ...read more.

Conclusion

Aakash's voice snapped me back to reality. I looked up at him, speechless for a moment. It was the time to make the right choice. Around us, commuters filled the train; the hustle and bustle complimented my mixed feelings. "Are you ready?" A slight frown spread across Aakash's face. It was now or never. "Yes." Aakash pulled me onto the train as he boarded it and I asked the question both of us had in our hearts, "Where can we go?" None of us had an answer but there was one thing I was absolutely certain of. He was the one I loved and this was the great escape; the escape to embrace freedom, to embrace the vast blue sky and to embrace Aakash. "I love you." Those words left my mouth in a whisper. ...read more.

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