In the following weeks, Varun helped Mythili to settle down with the project, her role, scope and smooth transition into his team. She was overwhelmed by his attitude and humbleness. Also, she was highly impressed by his intelligence and shrewdness. 'A perfect guy, dream boy just like my favourite Shahrukh', she thought. She kept looking at him more often, and when Varun notices it, she would pretend to look at the cubicles next to Varun's or caress her hair or look at the ceiling or any such gesture, which absolutely made her look like a stupid.
Everyday, Mythili's affinity towards him grew more. She did not wanted to call it as infatuation, crush or any other 'escape'ism term. She is very clear that she is in love with him. But, she did not had the slightest hope that Varun would also be interested in her. She did not had the guts to open her heart to him either. 'I don't want to look silly. A girl proposing a guy is not my style. What if he laughs at my face? What if he makes fun of my feelings? What if he looks down on me? No he won't do that. He has an awesome attitude and I have never ever seen him like that. Inspite of making biggest blunders at work, his attitude towards me never changed. But its obvious that he is less interested on me. So no point in opening up myself to him', she thought. All the excitements are nothing much than a burden in her heart.
To top up with her agony, the dream recurred everyday and she started to feel sick mentally. The dream did not haunt her anymore as she was overflowing with thoughts of Varun. She stayed awake at nights for a longer time these days, just to stare at Varun's profile picture on FB. She tried to ping him many times when she saw him online. But he hardly responded. As her sleep went down, so does the recurring dream.
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