StoryIV

Nikki never thought she would be one of those clingy types. She was brought up to be a strong independent woman; her job and her flat in Banjara Hills; (one of the costliest areas in Hyderabad, mind you!)should be proof enough. Not that she minded him going back to his wife on weekdays, weekends were always for her. That was the arrangement. Yet the times she didn't get to see him, times he didn't answer her phone or reply to her messages, she felt alone and lost.

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"What is your biggest fear?" he had asked her on the first meeting.
" Failure," she replied.
" No ," he pressed again,"I asked the biggest fear?"
" That is my biggest fear." (It was partly true. I mean, I do sometimes fear what would happen to me if i lost my job and stuff right?)
" No, You are lying."
"Are you trying to psychoanalyse me , mister?"
" May be,I am" and he smiles. (Oh God! The Guy has a killer smile.No!No!. You can't be falling for a smile!)
She laughed. The truth was she just couldn't admit to her fear yet. People did see her as a confidant, modern woman, but like all , she was as scared as anyone. Afraid of making mistakes, afraid of turning out to be big failure, afraid that people around do not like her, afraid that one day if she dies, there would be no one to cry for her. But that was not what scared her the most, no matter how much she tried to change it, it just remained deep within her heart.

However, things had changed after she had met him. She had learned to take a chance, a chance in love and allowed herself to get hurt,... the betrayal and distrust and lies and some more lies.... And finally learnt that although her fears were well grounded, she could sometimes take a chance....