Romance The End of Restless Sleep- By Pinuram

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All hell broke loose one evening. I returned from office and found that she was waiting
for me with a gloomy face. I was unable to stand her clouded eyes and asked her the
reason. She expressed that she was bored within these walls. She wanted me to take
her out for shopping.

I felt that it would be opportune to take her out for dinner, “Would you like to go out for
dinner?”

“No” she shook her head “I want to go out for shopping.”

I asked her in return, “What do you want to buy? You tell me I will buy that for you. You
are not strong enough to walk in the crowd.”

She came near me and made a pleading face. I melted by beholding her pleas in her
eyes. I nodded and gave my consent that I would take her out for shopping.

The old answer came from her eyes, “Just be by my side.” I felt a gush of fresh air in my
lungs. I embraced her lightly and kissed her forehead after a long time. She felt little
awkward as I took her in my embrace but she did not resisted my actions.

For the whole time she walked closed to me clasping my arm. I patted her shoulder and
assured her that she won’t get lost in that huge crowd. She gave me a sweet smile in
return and rubbed her cheek on my upper arm. That was an overwhelming sensation to
feel her warm cheek all over again. We walked through the streets with hand in hand.
She looked at those windows of the shops. I asked her as what she was going to buy.
She shook her head and expressed that she was not going to buy anything, she just
wanted to stroll lazily alongside.

“Crazy girl.” I pointed to a beautiful blue saree hanging in one shop, “What about that
dress?”

She looked at that and then asked me whether I was joking with her or not.

I shook my head, “No dear. You just need to nod and that will be yours.”

She gestured at me, “But that is quiet expensive.”

I touched her nose with my index finger and looked deeply in her glistening eyes, “Not
that expensive than the precious smile on your lips.” She smiled at me and gave her
consent.

“Want to have some ice-cream?” I asked her. I was trying to revive her old habits may
be she could regain her lost memoirs by those actions.