story again...

...dinner was a rather quiet affair. which suggested that we were both hungry, and mulling over this new-found intimacy. we were headed back, when she caught me by surprise with the question. "why were you standing in the rain?" i mumbled. i hate lying to her, as i did even then. so i stayed quiet. "what if i hadn't turned up?," she was insistent. "oh! love is blind," i said, without even thinking. oops! i didn't know where to look after that impulsive statement. she looked as if somebody had knocked her cold. slowly,  a smile tugged at her and she reached out to touch my arm. "will you marry me?," i asked then. that shocked me even more. our acquaintance was barely weeks old, and here i was proposing marriage. this really stunned her. " i mean it," i said. "this may seem too fast for you, but this is exactly what i would do, if that's what you too feel." she put a finger to my lips. "shhhhh, we will talk about this later. now let's get back to work," she said. i felt so insecure, yet strangely happy that she hadn't dismissed the whole thing. for the rest of the evening, or night, she seemd so bubbly, helped me with a difficult testing software and smsed me in between work so often i thought she would be rapped by the project head. "let's meet up for lunch tomorrow," she messaged. "yippeee," i smsed back. when she was leaving, she said," i will sms you when i reach home." that made me sit up. we had never done that. i had never asked, although i used to worry. this was beautiful, i thought. i went home doing mental cartwheels. yet, a strange voice inside my head felt troubled. the voice refused to let me be completely happy. it said: " you guys are never going to make it to the altar." i dismissed the sugegstion angrily. yet it came back, forcefully. by the time i hit the bed, i was praying that voice was insane. it was not. but about that and other things, later.