Chapter 3

Sicily was sitting, staring at the diamond ring presented to her by Emil on her 21st birthday. The sun was bright, and the sky was beautifully bare with no clouds. Waiting was she in he morning at the Mythri Restaurant’s seashore resort for her best friend, Emil. “This time I’ll give you something that you’ll never expect”, told Emil, when he ringed her the previous night. “What’d that be, what he thinks I’ll never expect.hmm...” mused Sicily looking towards the silent sea. “Maybe ,he’ll ask me to be the heroin of his first movie?” but then she thought “No no that’s not so unexpected!!” “Then ..maybe he’d have got a producer for his first film, hey no..Then………WHAT…!!!” A small smile lighted up her face fading in the dimples on her cheeks, her beautiful blue eyes sparkled, “Maybe, he’s gonna ask me…….. ask me to marry him?!” On hearing Emil’s voice, swiftly she turned back. “Happy birthday to you Sis…” ”Thank you” “It seems you are so happy today?” “Yeah..well where is the Gift ??” “Don’t be so fast darling, let’s have the birthday feast first!” Slapped his hands together , Emil and came the bearers of the restaurant dressed up well with the special dishes for that special evening! “Thank you gentlemen” said Emil after they have done their role. Surprised was Sicily on seeing this and asked , “So this was the Gift.”, with a smile. “No n no you gorgeous angel.” told him touching the dimples on her cheeks. “This is the feast but before having it let’s have a glass of a very special fruit juice right?” placed he two glassful of apple juice with two pink tubes beautified with the cupid’s miniature doll. “So, took leave from the office, for me.?” asked her enjoying the drink. “Why, comeon..its for you…” he paused and looked at the silent sea beside them sparkling , gorgeously like an ocan of diamonds. “D’you remember our first meeting?? When? How?? Hmm??” asked him closing his eyes to hear her speak. “Yeas of course I do remember, when you came with your mother for the annual day celebrations in our school right?” “Come on, you don’t remember that you were only four years of age!” exclaimed Emil. “Why? Four year old girl has got no memory? You know, I was always first for the memory test competition every year!” said she. The chatter went on and the juice slowly started leaping to the bottom of the glass. When he drink was finished she saw something sparkling at the bottom, recognizing what it is, she raised her sparkling blue eyes towards Emil. Emil stifling his anxiety stared into her eyes. It was a ring, a beautiful diamond wedding ring! She puled “What’s this?” Emil’s face grew red. Sicily continued “You could’ve given it dry!1” A line of smile tickled her. Emil’s eyes bloomed; a soft breeze of love filled the air. The door of the operation theatre still remained close. A drop of tear wetted her sparkling diamond. **********************