Next Day..

"So what season you like the best?"

He started with the not so indifferent conversation.

Today she felt a little better. She was happy that he was listening to her.

"Winters."

"And why so."

"Likewise."

They kept discussing seasons for a while. They discussed the relevance of seasons and their importance in someones life. She told him all. And he listened patiently and carefully. Commenting where ever necessary.

"I guess i was being judgmental about you. I should not have done it."

"About ME ?"

"Yes."

"I thought you are not going to listen to me."

She was feeling a little odd in sharing this. But she did since she didn't want to loose honesty.

"Now this is a very serious allegation."

He smiled. She also smiled since she knew what was going to be his reaction.

"What made you think i am not going to listen to you. We dont talk to know what is our favorite color or what i like to wear or what u like to eat. I talk to you because i wanted to talk."

She said nothing. She just smiled.

"I feel naturally connected to you."

He said calmly. She could feel that he is not lying.

"Me too."

This was all she could say. She knew that he never has been fabricating himself. He never asked her any questions which would challenge a girl's dignity.

They have been talking just because they could NATURALLY CONNECT. They both wanted to share their innermost emotions and this has been the binding factor.

"So Tell me all you want to. I am all ears for you."

She paused for a while and then decided to say what she has thought last night.

"Move On."

"What?"

"You have not moved on in life. If you want to enjoy your present you will have to let go your past."

This time her voice was plain and emotionless.

"I have moved on."

"You haven't. You have moved on in the sense that you were bound to move on. You have not moved on in you free spirit. Your soul is still captured in your past."

He went quite. The silence laid between both of them for a minute.

"I will think about it. I don't know and never realized but you may be right."

She smiled. She was happy that he acknowledged her thoughts.

"I will think about it."

He said again, this time with a more determined voice.

She smiled again. It started raining again.