Isn’t love pure?

“Don’t be so judgemental!” She drawled.

“Are you kidding me? I am not being judgemental here. I am merely stating the truth,” he replied, looking at her through his long lashes that she’s so come to love.

“You’re being rude, that’s it. Change your view, then, there will not be such things!” She protested at his stoic face.

Sighing, he held her small soft hand in his big warm once, “It’s not I who has this filthy views only, Avi. However, if I were to change my views do you think all the rape cases and acid attacks would be eradicated? No, all the other species of males do think those things which you couldn’t even guess in your dreams. Ever. Their mind works at that way. You nor I could neither change it. You whatsoever could change my mind but theirs? Never. And I could never afford to let you go there by yourself and talk to those fuckers.”

“B-but its my job!” She seethed. “And don’t cuss!” She admonished him, swiftly.

“Ah! Sorry!” He did not sound sorry at all, to her that was. However she did not delve.

“You should be!” She replied. “And it’s my job I could not just leave it. Those nefarious people should change their views about women not the other way around!”

“Then, unfortunately you’ve to let me accompany you. Simple is that since I couldn’t let you roam all alone by yourself.” He grinned, winking at her.

The wroth she was feeling just a while ago evaporated until not even the hot air was left in her at the proclamation that he so lasciviously had said with his not so pure volition.

Her lips quirked up in derision.

—Saumya Tripathi!

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