Soul Mates - A Funny and Romantic Fictional Prose
“Do you have any soul mate?” Sarah asks curiously.
Simon, not paying complete attention to her, says: “I have some pieces of it in the refrigerator, do you want some?”
“I am asking about mate, not meat. Why do you always have to think about your foods and meals, Simon?” Sarah, who is already quite fed up with Simon’s out-of-time eating habits, shouts, “And for God’s sake, stop grazing that pack of chips – you just had one.”
“But it was … 47 minutes ago. You want me to starve like a poor African Kid? You butcher! I am hungry!” Simon complains.
“But you are always hungry. Never mind.” Sarah replies in an unreasonably inaudible voice, so as to put an end to the discussion.
“What?” Simon asks, as he never manages to hear that inaudible level of Sarah’s voice.
Sarah shouts in frustration: “I didn’t say anything!”
Simon: “You do not always have to shout at me.”
Sarah: “F#$% YOU!”
Simon: “Is this a promise? Because I will take this statement of yours as a promise and I will not let you back off with it.”
A brief moment of silence comes in between them.
Simon breaks the ice: “I don’t have any soul mate; you know me in and out. However, I do have a room-mate, which is obviously you.”
Sarah looks at him with a crossed eye contact – avoiding the direct one – and starts listening to him properly. Simon continues: “I do not know that what a soul mate is. And to be honest, I do not need any soul mate to come and ruin our ‘room-mate’ relationship. We always have been good friends. I know that I am a reasonably annoying person, but I love the way you handle it. I do admit that I have bad eating habits … sometimes …”
Sarah interrupts: “Always!”
Simon agrees: “Yeah, alright! But that doesn’t matter, and that’s not the point. The point is that I love being a friend of you. I do not know what soul mates do for each other, but I know that what a friendly and caring room-mate can do. Whenever I come back from all those boring lectures, I do have something to look forward to, which is obviously you. And to be very honest, I rush back from all the classes so that I do not miss seeing you – I do it unintentionally.”
An unfamiliar silence breaks into the room. The eye-contact has become a little bit more difficult than the usual.
Sarah continues with a noticeable stammer: “That … that was beautiful, Simon.”
Simon shouts with excitement: “So, are you really going to marry me now?”
Sarah: “GO TO HELL!”
And after a brief pause, Sarah smiles, looks down on the floor and mumbles in that same inaudible voice: “Maybe … One day, I will”
On the other side, Simon grins and thinks: “I did hear that, sweetheart. I always do!”
And then they both look at each other with the same level of understanding, compatibility and spark in their eyes, which only a few ‘soulmates’ have.