One Day....

One day..

It was Sunday. She was eagerly waiting for this day as she could talk to her brother who lives in Banglore.  As routine my “Good morning” message got  delivered to her  Bypassing  mobile towers and satellites..

“Hey good morning.. woke up so early?? “

“ yeah was disturbed by power cut”

“ ok ok me feeling sleepy but have to wakeup. “

“ So what are your plans today” I asked her to prolong the talks.

“Have to clean my room, dust my cupboards, need to do small shopping. And forgot to say, to talk with my brother and later may go for a movie with mom” she said in sleepy mood.

“oh dats great. Ok den will chat later.”

“hmmm ok ok see you”

I was sure she would do only two things in the above stated list.

i.)                Long lasting call to brother.

ii.)              Small shopping.

When a girl say “ Just a small shopping” its simply means it gonna takes hours of time. The things they buy  are quite enough to go for an holiday to  Antarctica . They walk from home thinking to buy some clothes, later they look after footwear and buy makeup kit. And soon after reaching home, they again think of buying some clothes. Totally confused people on earth.

Later on the same day night…..

Our discussion started with “ So how was your day”. This one sentence has changed a lot of things..

Topic : Her friends engagement.

“Am a girl, soon I will leave my parents, my brother, my home with whom I lived for years which hold so many memories.”

I was listening to her quietly. When a girl talks emotionally never ever interrupt them. 

“After all why should we leave our parents after marriage. Why can’t you boys come to us?” she was asking me to answer this type of questions in such situation. The main person beyond this topic was her brother.

“What happened to you? Is every thing right? “ I asked clueless.

“First answer my question.” She said bluntly.

“ I donno. How would I know. First tell me what has happened with you.”

“nothing”

The word “nothing” from a girl has enough content to fill minimum 500 pages of a book.

“chill. Jus say if ur comfortable “ said I.

“My college friend’s engagement is on coming Sunday. In our conversation ( with brother ) I told about this.  The whole conversation turned to my marriage topic…..”

Even before she completes the line, I got a jolt. I went blank for a minute. Reason … unknown.

…………….. you boys are lucky.”  She finished talking. I was still still.

“ You people are very lucky. You ppl don’t have the torture from parents about marriage.  You ppl don’t have to leave your parents.  We will be under your orders after marriage.  We have to look after you, your parents. Take care of home. Etc., etc., you don’t have such responsibilities.”

“ We do have more responsibilities than you girls have. After marriage, we have to look after our parents and you. Earn double to give better life to you.  Have to give equal priorities to both parents and you.  We have take care of you, your family, our family and lastly have to take care of us. We have to give financial and personal security to you and family. Have to take care of kids, their broughtup, education………..

These lines came down from my blank mind.  Still I was wondering why girls get married ro fast.

“ ok ok  stop, I agree with you. Men and women both play a prominent role in marriage. “

“that’s what am saying . you cant give all attributes women alone” I said in a frustrating tone. Reason behind it was unknown.

“Ok ok I agree. Lets have change of topic.” She said as the matter was going a bit serious.

“Hmmm.  So how was you day , u said shopping. What u bought”?

“I bought footwear. I bought them for discount price and they are awesome.”

Businessmen are too clever, first they double the rate and put a tag of 50% discount. And women go mad as soon as they see the discount tag.

“Oh dats grt..!!  ok then I will leave. Have some work.” And I signed off abruptly. I lied. I just walked to terrace . I was feeling strange sensation, weak in knees.  Afraid. nervous. I never felt this even when I faced the toughest exams in my collage. Even the chill breeze of the mid night dint help me cool myself.

Questions were..

1.     Why am worried about her marriage?

2.      Why am feeling that am in verge of losing some thing?

3.     Why on earth am walking on terrace in the mid night?

After several rounds of walking done. My brain started working. It said I lover her. My heart said mr. brain is right this time. You love her.  The answer for all my questions.

I was not sure whether it was love or like or infatuation or what ever it is.  Am afraid of missing her.  And I decided to disclose my feeling to her. But was afraid. What if she say no..  our friendship will be ruined.  My thoughts marathon was paused by her msg.

“ r u sleeping”

“No” i Answered in mono syllable.

“ missing my brother and dad a lott”.  Her dad stays in Chennai. Brother in Bangalore. Once in a while, their family reunions.

“  I can understand. Soon you ppl will be under one roof” said I to console her. i thought texting was not right  I called her.

“ hi” the voice came from other side. She was crying.

“ Are you ok” I asked. Later I realized what a dumb question I asked.

“ yaya am fine”

I took a sigh.. and you people know what would have happened next. When a girl cries, the whole world comes to her aid. I was not an exemption. Finally, after one hour and seventeen minutes, she laughed as hard as she can. My mission was accomplished.

“ plz stop it I cant take it anymore. My stomach is aching” 

“ ok ok I will now I think u need some sleep.. “ said i.

“ yeah I will sleep now.”

“Ok then good night. Sweet dreams.” I bade a bye.

“ yeah u too”.

Its so lovely to talk with her into nights. We loose all the sense of time and surroundings , completely lost, suddenly one of us glances at the watch and say “ Its has been rather long”.

Again my mobile flashed. There was a msg from her.

“  I don’t know what to say kushal. You are such a nice person whom I never ever met.  . You have always been special to me. You always make me smile. Today u turned my tears into smile.  I can’t thank you.  But I want to say something.

“I WANT TO GIVE YOU ONE WHOLE DAY OF MY LIFE. ON THAT DAY I WILL DO WHAT EVER U SAY. I WILL BE THE WAY U WANT. ITS MY PROMISE” I never said this to Varun nor Satya. ( satya : her best frnd, later I will introduce him). In future ,what ever may happen  but I won’t leave you. You won my heart.  Good night.:) "

I finished scrolling down.  I don’t know whether it was dream or my imagination. I took some time to realize it was not a dream nor my imagination.  I had a bright smile on face and butterflies in my stomach. She likes me.  Yes.! :)

I replied with a smiley to her msg coz i ran out of words.

I still remember, I dint sleep the whole night. I was damn happy.  A girl wants to dedicate  entire day to me.  Wants to spend the whole day with me. Which girl does that??

                                                             

To continued...

 

Enjoying her company...

My sleep got disturbed by some noises. I opened my eyes. My cousin was trying to unscrew something. I wiped my eyes to have clear vision.

“Oh sorry to wake you up. I need your hard disc to backup my data from my office pc. “ he said wiping his sweat from his forehead.

“ oh ok ok no issues take it” I said and went back to sleep. Oh noo wait if my cousin takes my hard disc how can I operate my system. How can I talk with her. I sprang out my bed. Even before I get of my door, my cousin’s cab sped away.

Only one thought was beaming around in my head. 

“ HOW WILL I CHAT WITH HER NOW???? “

Took bath and came out of my room. Dad had left for his office and mom was busy with kitchen works. i surfed the t.v channels. All the news channels were busy with their “ Breaking News” scrolling. The rest channels were filled with Saas- Bahu soaps. ( one thing about these daily serials, what ever be the time, irrespective of day and night, all the casting will be in party wear with huge makeup even when they wakeup from sleep. Women watch these soaps only for the costumes the actress wear.)

Mom served me the breakfast.  Every mom is the best cook in the world. The food was delicious.

I was back surfing channels. And damn time was not passing. Mom finished her work, came and sat beside me. She read my mood and was asking the reason behind it. Later to change the topic, we talked about various things but any discussion with parents comes to studies or career. She was asking my future plans. I said that I would be appearing for Gate exam and will start the preparation in few days.

In order to kill time, I started my preparation. I dusted my all in one. The book was almost new.  For some time my brain was occupied with the formulae of finite element method. Each formula acted as a sleeping pill. Soon I slept making my all in one as my pillow. My mobile beeps woke me up. It was she.

“ hi where are u?”

“ why r u not online? Are u busy or outside?

I told her that cousin took my drive so cant access computer. (I exceeded my monthly limit of net in phone so I had no choice than messaging her.)

“ oh that’s too bad. Wait I have a way. Lets chat on phone” she said.

I too was about to ask the same but I was unable to ask.

This idea of her made my days more beautiful. Our phones never rested. Right from morning to mid nights we continuously spoke. All the chats helped us to know more things about each other in depth. And opinions matched 99% on any issue.

The TRAI has put a check to our happiness.

“ Only 100 SMS per day to any network. Rule comes under act from mid-night”

Indian Govt. never want to see us happy. This news created waves in youth. They used social networking sites to wage war on this issue and they won. Now the SMS limit was extended to 200 per day. Rest of the nation might have left happy but not me. Immediately I called my brother to take back my drive. He gave a negative news in a cool way saying that the drive was with his friend and I won’t get it for a week.

          200 sms were not enough for us per day. Infact in 2 hours, we crossed the daily limit. As mine was post paid I dint had a problem. But she switched from mobile to waytosms.com, 160sms.com  etc., etc., msg sited in order to chat with me.  And at the end of the day, one call was mandatory and it would last for minimum one hour. I thanked my brother for taking my drive J.

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

On the 9^th day evening, I got my drive back. I installed it and logged into gmail. She was happy coz now there is no need for her to switch to different msg sites.

“Hi, welcome back to gmail. Now I can relax” she said.

“ hey, will be back after meeting” and she left. I was busy scanning my drive. I lost no content. It was fine. She came back from her meeting with a bad news.

“ I just a call from pune. I will be having my final round tonite. Fingers crossed”

I was silent was a minute. I was not knowing how to react.

“oh grt. All the best” said I and felt the chat saying I have some work. My mood got disturbed. She too was busy preparing for the exam. In between she messaged me as she was tensed about the interview. I was halfheartedly encouraging her.

After 1.30am I got the message from her.

“ Didn’t cleared the interview” L

“ Oh no! happens. Don’t take it to heart. Better luck next time.. you may get better job than this one.” Said i.

“ Hmm. Yeah. A bit sad. Going for a break. Will chat later”

 I pretended to feel sorry for her. But inside I was happy. Some times we need to be selfish. She came back but still she was gloomy.

“ You still look sad. That was not the last job on planet. Chill.” I poked her.

“its not about the interview. One guy is being back of me. He says he loves me and wants to marry me.”

What the F*UK!!!!!!!!

“ Who is that guy” I asked. My blood was gushing.

“ Praneeth.(name changed ).He was my colleague  in previous office. Now he says that he wants to marry me. And he about to bring his parents to my home. I don’t like him at all. He knows about my breakup. Not knowing what to do” she said in helpless tone.

I was in a state mixed of anger and jealous. Unknowingly I was being possessive about her.

“ then say the same thing that u don’t like him.” I said suppressing my anger.

“ I said it but insisting me continuously in mails and facebook. He has become a big headache to me now a days”

Now she was loosing her coolness. So I changed the topic to job vacancies. She helped me out with some interview tips and FAQs. We spoke the whole night till her shift ends. Even though am jobless I do night shifts. We continued our sms conversation all the day. When she is at home we sms’ed each other. When she reaches office we switch to gtalk. 

                                                to be continued...

Missed her for 132 hours.....

 10/11/11

 

I placed my shoes in shoe stand and entered into home. Mom and dad looked at me with a disbelief. I left in the morning to the temple with my bro. he made me to visit each and every temple located around 8 kilometer radius. My forehead was covered by various types of vermilions. My legs were paining after making hundreds of rounds around the idols. I want to sleep like dead to recharge my energy. My mom started laughing looking at my attire. Am a atheist with vermilion on my forehead. I dumped 8 half broken coconuts on the table and left to my room. i slept for 14 hours.

I woke up  next day and attended my class. This time I was given the drawing of crankshaft, cam shaft. Am sure in next few days, I will be asked to draw total parts of car. I came back home after my class.

My dad was busy with his research on hindu newspaper. My mom was in kitchen. I identified by the grinder sound coming from kitchen. And my bro in his room with a heap of books. His exams were nearing. I changed myself and came out for a casual chat. After you finish your studies, no you cant have a casual chat with your parents.

‘ There are internship openings in B*EL. Have you applied for it.’

‘No, I will do it. I need to get the form,’ I said surfing tv channels.

‘I brought a form, fill it and apply it in HRD office tomorrow,’ he took out form from his back and handed it to me.

I came back to my room in order to avoid further discussion about my job. I logged into gmail. Greshma’s status was “ in meeting leave a msg at my desk”. I flipped the form, I filled it and kept aside. For the next few hours, I kept busy drawing random engine parts. After that watched a movie to kill time. Just before the climax, a msg popped up.

‘ hey hi, just came from meeting. The clients are horrible. Need to spoon feed them everything.

‘hmm.. that’s what your are paid for,’ I said to irritate her more.

‘apart from pay, I get some awards for my work. Today I got Associate Of The Month award J,’

‘wow congrats,’

‘not only award, appraisal is also on the way,’ she said with a pose,’

‘woww congrats, so you owe me 2 treats,’

‘wait, I have another last one for you… u knw frm today i erased him cmpltly frm my mind J J,’ she said in conclusive tone.

‘this is a great news. So total 3 treats’ I said in delight.

‘This is just because of you. I owe u a lottt. Every one is happy now. Even my parents are glad to see me happy. This is just because of you.,’

‘Hey, don’t be so emotional. I just stood beside you. Its you who gave your best in everything.’

‘ You are so down to earth. This I what I love in you,’

‘you are welcome,’

‘J my friends has planned a trip to tirupathi. I want you to join us. The trip is for 5 days and it would be fun if u too join us,’

‘no I said instantly,’ a trip with her friends that too with girls. No way. I would prefer going to Mars than going out with girls.

‘ yeah I expected this answer. I know you are scared of girls but I will be with you so no need to panic. She said trying to convince me. but I was adamant.

The next day she left for her trip. I bid her bye. I left for my class. Engineering subjects can give you best ever hangover when compared to alcohol.  In addition to it, my dad satsang on my career gave me mental trauma. Days were too boring. No greshma no chat. No power during day time. ( in Andhra Pradesh we celebrate “Earth hour” for every 4 hours).

After 132 hours, she was back online.

“hi how are you. I missed you a lot” these were her first words after 132 hours. Atlast I have some girl who miss my company.

“I too missed u a lot. It was like survival in desert with out having a talk with you.,’ I opened up.

“ J no need to worry now am back,”

“ so how was your trip”

“ was good. the climate was too good. we enjoyed a lot”

“ so what else”

“ I got a call from a company. I got short listed for a job”

“ oh that’s great so when is the interview”

“ I have a final telephonic round. And job posting is in Pune”

Her last word took away my smile. Soon she gonna leave.

“ oh ya congrats. And all the best ok I have some work you carry on,’ I lied to her.

I took off my headset and starting thinking why am feeling that I will be missing something. Wait am I over reacting? What If she gets a job. If she makes it, that means no mid night chats, no fun in short n life. in the godly hour am fighting with my conscience when the whole world is slept. In heart I was praying that she should get job. The next moment I prayed she should fail in last round.

                                                                                                to be continued...

Break-up & Realization...

I was I my class tilting the connector rod diagram on my system screen.

‘We broke up just now’ her message beeped my mobile. I called her she disconnected my call. I messaged her but there was no reply from her.

I came home and logged into gmail. She was offline. I messaged her to come online. I next 20 seconds she was online.

‘i done a mistake. I loved a coward. I hate him,’ she said even before I asked her. I was out of words to control her.

‘Fuck this caste system. His parents are nuts. My parents are far better than his parents.’

Her frustration was in peaks. I just said ‘hmmm..’ to let her complete her frustrated lines.

‘ he says he can’t talk to his parents. Such a loser. Now he is avoiding my calls as well as me. Now me and family became fools by trusting him. my parents lost trust. I don’t want to live, I want to die.’

‘Cool greshma, what have you become,’ I asked.

‘This in not the girl whom I met first. You are not the one who you used to be. The brave independent girl I saw died in you. So there Is no need to die again,’ I said  with anger.

 ‘He shift deleted me. I curse myself for loving a Eunuch.’ I sprang out of chair hearing the last word.

Now her anger was going beyond control.

‘Am unable to concentrate on anything. I left going to orphanage. I left attending social cause programs. Where am I going,’ she questioned herself.

This is what I wanted from you to ask yourself where you are going into. Think of what you were and what you are now,’ . ‘see there are people who parted after their marriage. You are lucky to know about him in advance,’ my words made a impact on her. I logged off to give her some time to think.

Few hours later, she messaged to my mobile to get into gmail.

‘Yes, what you said is right. He is the loser not me. I will get back to my life again. I’ll Spare my weekends for orphanages and oldage homes. This will definitely help to get out of this mess,’ she said in a positive tone.

I succeeded to make her realize her value. My experiences in my life taught me this. Life is the best teacher.

Remember one thing, girls never forget anything. And never want a simple ending to be precise ending.

            ‘ I never seen such a boy. look at his facebook chats with his ex-girlfriend. He said the same words with her what he said to me. am sending his fb id & password have quick look,’ she said and she sent the password.

            ‘Am sending u a document of what she wrote to him after their break-up. Read it,’ another mail popped up. She became a csi agent for some time.

It took about 15 minutes to read the document and another 20 minutes to understand what she (varun’s ex-gf ) wrote. There were no full stops, no commas, no correct sentence formation. A 10^th pass student can write much more better English than her.

The content was, how he cheated her, how he left her. And she cursed him for leaving her.

The facebook chats were in alien sentences. Varun & Vinni ( his ex-gf) were  deeply in love. that I was able to conform.

‘Did you saw the chats. If not see them all.’ She was insisting to go through every message. I had no guts to go mad by reading their alien language. But I vaguely took a look, there were lots of video chats , intimate chats and pictures of them together.

“Have u finished or not. Thank god am saved from a traitor. Now I have no regrets. I will start a new life from now. Hey listen my lappy is running out of charging.. will catch u later.’ She said and the chat closed abruptly.

I was on bed thinking what the f**k am doing.

i.)                 First am talking to a girl late nights.

ii.)               Second ,I got promoted to dearest friend from normal friend.

iii.)             Third, peeping into others personal mails.

iv.)            Four, trusting a girl.

For the next few months, I was trying to motivate her. sometimes it works sometimes it dint. I used to send her motivational sms thoughts, videos etc., etc.,,. It would be hard for anyone to come out of their first love. As days passed, I saw some betterment. My  trails dint go vain. She resumed going to orphanage home, resumed her NGO camps. She kept herself busy in order not to recollect her past.

                                                                                              To be continued....