I know my limits - A short story

"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to dear Radhika" they sang it in chorus.

"Wow, Blueberry Cheese cake" She exclaimed

"How in the world you people knew that I loved this one" Radhika said with an ear to ear smile on her face.

"It's Prashant who suggested us" Some one said from the crowd.

She conceded that with a warm gesture. She looked it at him, he looked at her.

"Thank you soo much." She said with scorching appreciation in her eyes.

"Treat! Treat!" Some one exclaimed from the crowd.

"Okay, okay let's do the nearest coffee shop and grab some foodie stuffs."

"Okay, let's go."

He signed her to walk with him. She followed the instruction. She took a colleague with her three of them walked side by side with each other. The silence was talking now feelings ruled the air.

They reached their destination in 5 minutes on feet. She did not sopped looking at him from the corner of her eyes. She tucked the strands of her behind her ears which were acting as obstruction get the clear view of him.

On the other hand he was gathering orders to be placed from every single person personally. He went to the counter and placed the order.

"Wait for a minute I will issue your bill receipt" cashier said with a smile.

He unlocked his phone and started stocking her pictures.

He took the first set order and placed on the table. Radhika already received her order but Prashant did not, the counter said 10 more minutes. He waited there till his order arrived and went back to his seat.

Radhika left her food untouched, she kept her self busy speaking to neighbour but her only intention was to wait till Prashant grab his appetite.

(They have been knowing each other since past year and a half. They haven't even exchanged their numbers, they haven't even touched each other. When I saw them I asked my self kind of love is this.)

On the way to the office she found a birthday present on her desk, she unwrapped the gift and found a box full of chocolates with a greeting card with just "Happy Birthday" on it.

Their love was unexpressed but if you really want to see the purest form love you could see in to their eyes.

It was 6'o clock in the evening. People started pushing off from their desk. Prashant was still stealing glances at her.

Radhika was speaking to someone over the phone. He overheard her conversation. He knew it was Aniket her husband. It was their daily routine. Aniket use to pick her up at 6:15 in the evening. Prashant did not feel bad at all because he knew how the things were.

Radhika rushed downstairs with joy and hugged Aniket as she does on daily basis.

"How was your day?" Aniket asked her while opening the door of a car for her.

"Pretty good."

"Let's make it better then." Aniket ignited the car.

They went straight to their home.

"Open the door." Aniket requested Radhika by juggling the keys.

She was shell shocked when she saw the room was completely decorated with balloons and flowers and the food was ready on the table.

"You did these?"

"Yes."

"Then work."

"Kept a leave"

Radhika loved Aniket pure heatedly. If you see them you will definitely believe they are meant for each other.

The ate together, they danced together, they played together, they bed together.

Radhika could not sleep. She woke and pulled out her diary. She started writing-

'There are 7 billion people in this world, how is that possible that I match my mental frequency just with Aniket. I know I love him. I know I have a commitment too. I know I live in a society full of mediocre and hypocrites. I know the limits. But who decided the limits. Society? For few people talking to some one is out of limit. For few hanging out with some one is out of limit. For few getting physically involved is out of limits. The definition of limits changed as the century gets older. Yes I love both of them equally. Now it's high time people have decided limits for me. It's now my turn to mark my limit.'