‘Well, Alicia, I think we should celebrate knowing each other’s names. I’ll buy you a coffee.’ We found a table in the coffee shop adjoining the station and I learnt for the first time of the agonies to which I had unknowingly subjected this poor girl over the last few days. Since our tube journey last week I had quite frankly not given her a thought (having much else on my mind), but her life had been dominated by thoughts of me. It took time to piece things together because unless gently prompted she would lapse into gazing at me with silent wonder, but I was able to confirm that her glances on the train had signified not disgust but a rapidly increasing fascination with this irresistibly attractive older man sitting next to her. She knew she must not stare but it was impossible to keep her eyes away from him. He looked so fine: loving, kindly and wise. Who was he? When she got to her usual stop she felt impelled to stay on the train and see where he got off, and when he did, she. I asked about her brother Akram, she said that he is not present at home. I said ok and turned to go back. She stopped me to go back and asked to go in her house. I said that I had to meet with Akram and since he was not at home so I had to go back. “What happened if Akram is not present at home” “I am here” she said. She asked me to come in house and wait for him. However, on her insisting, I entered in her house. She regretted for opening the door late and told that she was enjoying the rain at the rooftop. I asked her if there was no one else except her. She said that her house inmates had gone to see her ill uncle and they will be back after 2-3 hours. She offered me a chair in drawing room and said that your clothes are quite wet and you may become ill, as the weather is very cold. So you should change your clothes just now. I thanked her, and said that I would change my clothes when I would back to my home. She insisted to change and gave me a dress of Akram. I asked her that.
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