This story is part of a novella – A girl was born
Do check out the first and the subsequent chapters – https://firsttimemommy.net/category/a-z-blogging-challenge-2018/
A couple of days after the Open House, she received a message on her phone.
“Hello Tara miss!” It was from an unknown number. She didn’t have the number stored in her contact list.
Must be one of the parents. She didn’t have all the parents’ numbers saved in her phone.
“Hello! Whose parent are you please?” She messaged.
“This is Himanshu. I hope you remember me from the Open House.” It asked.
How she could forget him? He was tall, nearly half a foot taller than her, with a muscular physique. He had a head full of thick black hair, dark brown eyes which looked all the more distinguished because of the rimless glasses he wore. He had a beautiful set of teeth that shone when he smiled, and his nails were trimmed and filed. Tara was obsessed with teeth and nails; she subconsciously observed people’s teeth and checked their nails. He was a man you couldn’t forget in a hurry. He was the Fitzwilliam Darcy of her dreams.
But why was he messaging her?
“Yes, I do remember you, Mr. Himanshu Mittal!” (she remembered his signature).
“Is it possible to meet you today?” He asked.
“Is it something regarding Kush?” She was concerned now.
“You could say so.”
“Alright. You can meet me after the class around 12 noon.” Tara was looking after the summer camp classes that had started from previous Monday.
“See you at 12.” Was his last message.
In the classroom and with the kids around, she forgot about Himanshu and Kush. At noon, kids left leaving behind a mountain of chart papers, scissors, glue, crayons. She was sitting on the floor, in the process of putting them in some sort of order when there was a knock at the door. She looked up to find Himanshu standing at the door. Her heart skipped a beat. He looked more handsome and irresistible, if that was possible.
Get a hold on yourself, you silly girl! She scolded herself.
“Please come in and take a seat. I won’t be a minute,” she offered. She cleared away all the stationary, which also gave her sometime to compose herself, before sitting on the chair opposite Himanshu.
“Hope Kush’s grandparents are doing well?” She asked.
“Yes, they are better now. Thank you.” He replied. His words came out in a soft drawl.
“Please tell me, how can I help you?” She couldn’t understand for the life of her why he wanted to see her.
“By coming out with me.” He said in a very matter of fact tone.
She was shocked. Did she hear him right?
“Excuse me?” She asked, confusion evident in her eyes.
“Tara I want to see you outside the school. I like you and want to know you.”
She was taken aback. What was he asking her to do? Was he crazy?
“No, I am not crazy. And no, you won’t be violating any of school rule in coming out with me. I am not your student’s parent.” The thought hadn’t even enter her mind. But Himanshu had thought of everything.
She was afraid. Her eyes gave her in.
“Don’t be scared. We can meet for a coffee in a crowded coffee place.”
When she still didn’t reply, “You don’t have to answer me now. Take your time.”
He got up from the chair and began to leave. “Don’t take a lot of time though.” He joked.
She smiled in spite of herself.
Will Tara meet him? Read the next post He Said She Said on Monday, 9th April.
Have a great weekend! Ciao!