My Voice

He came to ask me out, to have a coffee in near by shop. Just a minute walk away it is, said he with a small voice. Confused I was, I tried not to look at his eyes. Making myself look stupid, I wanted to run from his sight. Moving my bag hanging from one side to both my shoulders, I said i have a tuition to attend. Assuring to meet next time, I waved good bye. During the slow walk for home, was a race running within my mind. The silent road had an eco of what was going inside my mind. It was just a coffee.. It was just a coffee.. Its just a coffee! Its just a coffee!