Passing Glimpse
AN: Although this piece is based off the Bollywood movie Love Aaj Kal, you would probably understand parts of it even if you haven't seen the movie, or even heard of it.
Disclaimer: Imtiaz Ali owns Love Aaj Kal. I'm not him.
It makes him angry how he can't get over her. When he is awake, he tries his best to force away the memories of her soft brown hair and large, expressive eyes. Sometimes, it's easy – he busies himself in his work, and when he concentrates on brushing away layers of dirt from an ancient mural, he finds himself content in a way he hasn't quite been in a while.
It's when he's alone in the empty house that it becomes tougher and tougher to push her away.
When the driver drops off the car keys and the maid heads home, he has absolutely nothing to distract him. He sometimes tries turning on the television and catching up with the news, but the rapidly changing colours and loud voices disturb him. He's used to gently uncovering faded shades and the quiet whispers of his fellow art restorers – not the babble of news anchors. Eventually, he turns the box off, and sits there in the darkness.
When he goes to sleep, he invariably dreams of her. Of her laugh, of the softness of her skin and the shine in her eyes. He dreams of her looking at him with a tender expression, and he dreams of reaching out to embrace her and hold her close. When he is asleep, he is truly happy.
It's only when he awakens that he realizes how foolish it is to dream of someone he never had in the first place.
AN: 244 words.
If you have seen the movie, this is about Vikram when Meera leaves.
