As per routine collected the news paper from the door… and as usual I gave a glance on the opposite flat door with the anticipation of seeing that babe who lives in that house. And as usual disappointed with the ugly closed brown door….
While reading the crap things in news paper… my cell indicated of new SMS.
I thought, must be one of my friends who is traveling in company bus with mammoth reluctance to move his ass towards office and is spreading the bad Monday morning mood with some nonsense message. So I decided not to entertain stupidity of any sort at this hour…
But again i changed my decision and decided to check SMS… thinking that someone has sent a nice wish to me … wish me… for what??? it isn’t my ‘happy’ birthday… not anniversary (oh.. i am not married also)… so what is it that i am receiving at 7:20 in the morning…
I checked it… It was from unknown number…. and it started, “GM, Adi. I know its weird, i read ur mail n realized that i should give myself a chance to understand u. may be u r the one i am looking for, tanx for everything, ur help, ur patience to hear me. i want to meet u, take things further… it is too early but I L U… i liked everything about u… ur bike, ur stories, ur escapades, ur machi, ur totu, ur paddu, ur FIL, ur athani, ur moods, ur shayaris, ur blogs… ur GMAT, ur theories, ur laughter, ur jokes, ur ridiculous blush, ur milds, ur beers, ur stupid dressing sense… and ur affection for me… :-)”
Getting romantic message from unknown number is like winning 50 paisa in a lottery. May be it is some kind of joke… politically incorrect joke… or a technically incorrect one !!!!!!
I was reluctant to call back to that number… just don’t wanted to make fool of myself on Monday morning… I know my friends won’t wait for ‘April 1st’ to make fool of people…. when you have friends who are like you then you tend to get suspicious about such things 🙂
With big questions and slight happiness in mind i took bath… and in next 15 minutes i read the same message again and again (more than 20 times…). It was incomplete in sense… it kept on returning me void, kind of dangling pointer… (a true sense software engineer, i am, who thinks everything in terms of code) What is that mail, which i wrote and to whom…. thanks to saturday night bliss…. which made me forget pretty many things 🙂 That is the problem with having crush on more than one… and try to be senti with each and everyone when HIGH….
Before locking the door (to go to office), I decided to have a cigarette (for the road, as I say)… sitting on the staircase, I decided to read the message one more time… (for the road 🙂 May be will get some hint in it… it still seemed like Da Vinci Code… wanted to trace it and if it is a boy then decided to kill him…. i made a ‘to do’ for the day…trace the person from office number… 🙂
“I’m coming to bng to meet u… landing @10AM… hope, u be there… love u, r*s*ena :)”
[Name is hidden for the sake of the security of my future kids]
&*&$^! ^&#$^(*&^ &*%#@!) ^%^$#$***@
I went blank… i didn’t know how to react… what to reply… i thought i am wandering in some wild dream… pinched myself… oouch…. very much true it was…
What will happen next??? … but at least now, i need to meet the girl from airport… the girl, whom i had met couple of times… i liked her in the very first look… somehow i liked her… her eyes, her hairs, her lips, her smile, her ear-rings, her hindi… her favorite one line, ‘I love Rhotak’.. she was/is perfect…:) Most of the people won’t agree but i felt that she looks like Vidya Balan…
So i headed for the airport… and its long way… and i made sure to buy red roses for her… lots of roses… (though I felt reddiness of those flowers were dim compared to her smile) and while riding my bike I could visualize her face… and it brought a shy smile on my lips… and may be a euphoric sense, as monday morning i was not only skipping the office but meeting someone who made my day (may be coming years)
I’m gone see her after 3 months… I knew that I will miss her before she left mysore… so I had copied her ‘stamp size’ photo from her Orkut profile. Anyway in that 10×26 resolution photo no one can make difference between ape man and I. But somehow i could fill those blurr pixel with my imagination… and make a picture perfect 🙂 I looked at the watch… it was still 8:30… and the song which was playing on i-pod… “Tu hi meri shab hai.. subah hai.. tu hi din hai mera…” really synched with my mood.
I was thinking of her so much that I couldn’t even see the traffic signal going green… and was standing in the front row of traffic and holding the traffic on ransom of my thoughts.
‘HONK… HONK….. HONK…..’…. a majestic truck started honking for the way…..
And I woke up….
With alarm sound… Checked the time, it was still 7:15 in the morning… “Oh god damn… monday morning…:(“
PS: I decided not to watch Vidya Balan movies/songs or Jab We Met when I am alone 🙂