A Short Love Story

It was just another morning; I opened my eyes thinking about her when the alarm bell broke the charm. Reluctantly, I got up to get ready for the college.

But the day had something else in the store. I dropped the plan of going to college and started waiting anxiously for her phone. Clock struck ten, heart started pumping a little faster but then it slowed down with every passing moment.

I thought I am too occupied with her thoughts when I know what future holds for me. I picked the phone twice to call her but something stopped me. i took up my bike to buy some old books. Her thoughts were pouring in with simmering pace even when I was stuck in the crawling traffics of Nai Sadak (Old Delhi)

My ears were by then desperate to hear the ring tone that I especially set for her.

 In fact everyday two three times, I had the feeling that my phone is ringing.  Even though when it was right in front of my eyes, I used to pick it up to check "1 MISSCALL MESSAGE".And finally she called.

The day began again at the parking of Old Delhi Railway Station.  We started talking as usual I greeted her with Good morning.

I was feeling butterflies in my stomach when she said she wanted to meet me today.



In the evening, I was at M2K, waiting for her to come.  In the meanwhile, I lit up a cigarette to lower down the thrill, which I was feeling down up to my spines.  With cigarette, I bought some Centre Fresh and that brought a little smile on my face as it reminded of the old days when I use to share a lot of centre fresh  with her.


While waiting for her, I saw a card gallery nearby, went into that to buy something for her.  But couldn’t find anything, which would be decent enough for me to give and her to accept hence, finally settled for a Birth stone beaded friendship band.

I was getting impatient and was eagerly looking in each passing by cabs, thinking this might be carrying her.

Ah! I caught her first glimpse after 6-7 months. She was looking extremely beautiful and lively. Her each step was bringing her near to me, making my breathing heavier and uneven.


Up on reaching me, she smiled with grace and placed forward her hand to greet.  I could not move my eyes from her and shook hands while looking in to her eyes. we sat in a restaurant and chit chat on so many topics from our days of togetherness in a computer institute to the recent releases from bollywood.

Throughout our togetherness a lot of good feelings were continually pouring like a torrential rain, making my feelings for her more refined and intentions more clear. I wanted to speak to what I feel for her but could not dare to do that.

I wanted to be with her for some more time but those moments soon fizzed out. She told she was getting married next month. I was not sure how to react at this. Suddenly all my excitement and enthusiasm ebbed down.

After some time, she got up to leave. With heavy heart, I said bye.  The moment she became invisible to my eyes, I started missing her again as if we will never meet again in the way we did today.  With the memory of an 'ever remembering' evening and ‘never felt'experience I started for my place. I knew, I could never forget the date.