Sunday, December 27, 2009

The D day-1



I didnt have any washed/ironed shirt left. And the jeans i was wearing was on my limbs for last three days. Zonasa was over. We came second.We = ARP IIT KGP.

But for me the day after zonasa was the D. Was to meet her.We both made plans the previous night.

How to? where? when? the normal logistics.logistics planned....done. Good.

I bid bye to my college mates and the bus which was taking them back to KGP. I stayed back. I had to. I had to meet her. Meet Her.MEET HER.

Must have been around 7 - 7: 30 in the morning. I made my guard at Tirath Mansion, a shopping mall near the flyover. I think i came before the security guard also. And for obvious reasons he could not help himself suspecting me.

I was a bit apprehensive. thik toh dikh raha hoo na?? It always happens yeah. U always want to look good. Jitna bhagwan ne banaya hai usse jyada toh nahi lag sakte. But then also, we always try to. I too. I fail though, most often then not.

She would be there in sometime, i got the confirmation over phone. And thenafter each damsel that passed the road got a share of my attension. not that they dont do otherwise.But for that one day i was more interested in finding someone else in them than themselves.

And there she came. Wow. My heart skipped a beat!!!

I said Hi from a distance, i just didnt know what else to say. I could not figure out. I think for next some 1-2 minutes i didnt say anything, neither did she.She was looking very pretty, they say when u are in love , your beloved is always pretty.But she really is.

And she was not looking at me. And i could understand why she didnt.

We had to find a place where we could spend some time and talk, and that had to be , at that early hour the restaurent at the railway station.We reached there and there she opned her beautiful lips.And she kept on talking, and talking and talking.I kept on looking at her, and did just that.And yes, i also did some talking.

We clicked. I must say. There was a spark about her, and about our first meeting.

I did not know but something inside me got to know that.And it bacame more sure about myself than me.

It was nto like a cozy date. It was more of a life defining moment for me.I didnt realize that after this one day my life is going to change.

To be continued..........

2 comments:

  1. stuffs that dreams are made of...
    you talk of blog...
    u should write a book on it...
    its been some 5 years when i first heard of this story...and u wont believe the enthu with which i narrate this love story to others..
    love u both..
    and am proud of u both...

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  2. @sneha : you have been a great motivator :)

    Will think about the book

    We are proud o u 2 tooo

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