Trisha Sharma leaned against a pillow,and as she did, she couldn't stop a little sigh from escaping her.Her eyes wandered vaguely to the view opening up from the window.Nothing remarkable,but familiar,and just now,very comforting.

She replayed last night's conversation in her head,for what seemed to be the 4000th time.

She had been at a new coffee shop,sitting across a faintly blushing Nayan.Talk had flowed along the usual lines,though Nayan,the debate team captain,seemed definitely off-colour,replying with "Oh's", and embarrassed "Sorry,what was that's".Nothing too out of the ordinary;nice place,lovely music,and chilled coffee with a good friend....

Until Nayan had dropped his bombshell.

"Trish, I, um... ahh.. well, you know...Well,we've been dating for some days now,haven't we?"He ploughed on valiantly,after a deep breath,disregarding Trisha's raised eyebrows at 'dating'. "Well,so,I'd,you know,really like to take this forward,like,as in,uh...get serious about each other... exclusive... if,that's okay with you, that is," he had finished in a flustered gasp.

Trisha was surprised.Way surprised.She'd been polite,and asked for time,and ducked out of the place in a nanosecond.

She sighed again.Nayan wasn't a bad guy.Really sweet,in fact.Smart,ambitious,funny,thoughtful,and okay,rather cute.But get exclusive....well...

Trisha moistened her lips with her tongue...the thrill of her last romantic debacle ran over her.She had gotten over it,sure,but was she ready to commit once again?To stand someone else in Aryan's stead,love and be loved,to trust her heart with another person,all over again?

She gazed out of the window.It was early spring.The days were steadily getting warmer,but the air still retained a crisp,delightful chill.A gust of wind blew into the room,and the windchime tinkled.A nightingale began to coo,again,again,persistantly.Trisha smiled.

As she picked up the phone,she couldn't help being a little flustered herself.The call's respondent was eager.The first ring's trill had barely subsided,when he answered."Hello?"

"Hey,Nayan,this is Trisha...."

As Trisha hit the disconnect button,she was smiling in a way she hadn't for a long,long time.Perhaps even in a new,better way.For she'd learnt something in that one moment she stared out of her bedroom window-there are love stories of the human kind,and even the strongest of them eventually end.Then there is the love story you have with yourself,which is forever.When Cupid strikes for the latter one,there is really nothing the world can throw which will shatter you.

Trisha had allowed herself to love again,this time,with two people.She blew a kiss to the reflection which bloomed in the mirror.She had really found bliss this time.

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