"Lets get married next year..! What say?" I heard and almost spilled the coffee with shock and laughter.
"What..!!! What does that supposed to mean." I said sipping the relishing coffee with the cake, looking at his face glowing with smile.
"Stop fooling around" I managed to say and burst out laughing.
"Hmm, what made it sound foolish by the way?" He asked seriously.
"What?" I looked at him with amusement.
He said nothing but kept smiling. A smile which was different from any other ordinary day.
"No no no no no...! It can not be happening. You really mean that. Are you serious? Really? On Shit; good god, , Mercy please." I said in terror.
"What.!" His smile faded. He seemed taken aback.
"See, we are not even in a relationship. We are just friends for god sake. I never even thought about it ever that way. How do you expect me to react? We are just in final year of gradution and its still not over yet. I am any which ways leaving the city next month. There are still so many things we have to think about like our further studies and career. I think you should take some time and think about it." I tried to sound as grown up I could.
May be I always knew it but wasn't just ready to accept the way it was.
He didn't say anything, just nodded. May be because he knew me so well. Discussion was over.
The knock on the door brought me back into the present.
"Who is it?" I asked. What a bad timing I thought.
No response. I opened the door to find an enevelope lieng on the doorstep.
My visa application was granted for Spain. Now I had everything.
Satisfactory life, fun friends and a job which keeps me busy travelling. But I missed him, his presence, his support, the best friend I ever had in life with whom I never needed to speak my emotions or anything out.
That was the last conversation we had sitting together before I had left. After that we had met online so many times and even spoke on phone for few minutes but the lack warmth could be felt.