January 4, 2012
8 : 30 PM
Jan 5, 2012 – 1:00 AM
Cigarette # 2
Cigarette # 3
Cigarette # 4
Cigarette # 5
Author’s note :
Just when you thought this was over……..
January 3, 2012
‘Have you ever smoked up?!!!’
Jan 2, 2012
Long day at office today! It is getting hectic day by day and I am finding it uneasy to spend time idly. The worst part is that some of the family friends and relatives are not believing the fact that I work for Intel Corporation. I still remember the conversation I had with my neighbor, who happens to be a brainless arsehole, at home.
I was watering the plants in my lawn when he peered at my side and started the bloody conversation.
‘So which company did you say you are working for?’
‘Intel Corporation, Uncle’
‘Oh, India Corporation? Government job? How did you get it? I have been trying the same for my daughter for the post of Sanitary Inspector. They are demanding 20 lakhs, yaar! But, I am glad that you made it yaar’
He was continuing his ranting and I sensed that there was a tinge of envy in his eyes. The assumed thought that I had got into a government job hit his mind so badly that his face reflected them badly. I stopped him.
‘Uncle.. Uncle.. It’s not India Corporation. It’s Intel Corporation. The company which manufactures microchips which are used in most of the computers today. They are the building blocks of….’
I realized that I was giving too much talk in the situation through the brow rise in his eyes. He understood that it is only to people like him, I can give my technical discourse. Others would grab me by my crotch!
‘Ah..wait.. Wait… Is it the company which is behind the funny lines “Intel Inside. Mental Outside?”’
His interrogative expression showed that he was waiting for a reply.
‘Er.. Well.. yes.. Actually….’
I was trying to continue but he started to laugh hard. I was boiling inside by his reaction. How funny Intel seems to be for these guys?!
‘Actually, my son used to say this whenever he talks about you. So I had a mild doubt beta. Anyways, chalo. Carry on!’
Only then I realized how his son had made my company name sound dumb at his home. I guessed that he would have had a great deal of satisfaction by insulting me like this. What do they know about Intel?! Leave it.. Heartbeat rises when I think about such things…
I bought a Medium Peppy Paneer Pizza along with stuffed garlic stuffed breadsticks and a bottle of coke from Dominos while on the way home. It has been the best and worst for me in terms of eating at times. It has been six months since we rented this place at Chennai and we had visited this place like a 2000 times! I have had all pizzas in all its forms and all other veg stuffs. Yeah, I am a vegetarian and you know that. Vasu has tasted everything even though he is a pure vegetarian too. His favorite ones are Chicken Fiesta (only medium) and something called as a zesty chicken (only large) and side orders include Chicken wings and spicy twisty (One rare veg item which he likes!) I thought of buying some of these for him. But I had only 1500 bucks and I didn’t take my card too. So I bought a large amount of these vegetarian items which he would be more than happy to share with me.
It was 9.45 PM when I reached home. I parked my bike and our home was in the first floor. Above that, there is a terrace where we enjoy our night outs facing the sea. When I was climbing up the stairs, I noticed that there was an air of smoke getting into my nostrils. Nearing the door, it actually increased. Opening the door, I couldn’t find anything except a place of white smoke. Immediately I switched on the fan and opened the windows to let out the smoke and I saw my dear friend Vasudevan staring hard into his system and coding something with a cigarette in his lips. I noticed that the ash tray had at least 20 smoked buds of cigarettes. I really got irritated with this habit of Vasu. He was killing himself and in a way me too.
‘Vasu, what is this?’
He didn’t notice. He was engrossed in his system.
‘Oh Yes… Came? Sorry I forgot to let out the smoke. I have a deadline tomorrow and I am only halfway through till now. Lots of pressure machi!’
Saying this, he turned back to his system again.
With disgust, I held a cigarette in my hand and said, ‘you are spoiling yourself with this da! And me also in a way’
‘Sorry. I will reduce it’, came a flat response. We both knew he would not reduce it and there are chances for it to only increase.
There was a secret wish inside me to smoke right from my sixth standard after seeing a movie in which my favorite star smokes one. What a style! After coming out of the theater, I bought a cigarette and was holding it in my hands and felt very anxious to light it up. My mom hadn’t turned up from school yet. It usually took 6.30 PM for her to reach. I had more than an hour to go and so I decided to buy one. I was standing in terrace. I never noticed that I was standing with the cigarette in my hand for more than an hour because the trembling thought that I had bought a cigarette at the age of 12 itself was a strong reason to be so. My mom arrived and noticed it and I don’t want to continue more about it now. I request you not to laugh and never let out this matter to anyone even to your closest circle please. After that, there has never been a time when I had been tempted to smoke a cigarette but something inside me always told me that I will be associated with smoking more closely. This was my second intuition. The first one, as you know, was when my inner voice said that Arti will not last long in my life after the relapse. I swept these thoughts away thinking that they are really insane stuff coming out of my mind dubiously whenever something positively happens. Poor me!
He went out of the room with his lap to the terrace stating that he has a call to attend and that shouldn’t disturb me. He told me that he will have his share of pizza later. The real reason is that he has to smoke while working on these deadlines. I don’t know how that pinch of tobacco enclosed in a cylindrical paper tubes grab billions of people around the world like this. Crazy people!
With these things running over my mind, I changed into my casuals and opened my lap to check out an office mail regarding a work I had done on that day. The system started and as usual, Skype logged in and was set aside. Before I saw if the net was connected, there was a call from Arti as usual. We had been speaking from morning till the time I arrived in through all the possible communication modes like SMS, calls, mails (through office mail! Don’t tell anyone especially if you happen to bump into my colleagues!), whatsapp, facebook etc., and Skype was the only thing that was left out on that day.
I attended the call and we both exchanged our casual kisses. Arti was in a black tee and so was I. Something inside me said that it was not the same Skype call as the ones that had been done before. I thought that I was looking hot in some way for her that day and so was she to me. She was also silent. I was seeing her lips and she was seeing my eyes. None of us did blush at that time. I was smiling at her and she was doing the same while I was trying to grab a bite of my pizza. She kneeled over before her system and rested on a pillow beneath her. My heart beats were slowly rising.
‘I am seeing your cleavage Arti’, winked I, showing myself super cool to her but was boiling inside with chemical reactions taking place rapidly.
‘So what, Sid? It is only you’, said she and bent over even more.
I realized that sweat was pouring over my head in all sides in thin lines. I wanted to make sure that if anything that is visible to her from my body that which shows my mood currently, I should make sure to hide it from the camera. So I checked my camera and it was only showing the safer portions of my body and I was relaxed a bit. Girls can do anything to arouse a guy and they are so wild to their men. Even if their men are periodical to them!
‘Ok, cool. Then I would like to see your top’. I blurted this out without a second thought. How brave am I or how silly is this!
She was shocked with her mouth open while a slice of pizza was getting out from my mouth which I never realized and she pointed that out to me. Quickly, I swallowed it inside. Now smile was back on her face.
‘Even I do want the same’, said she.
‘Oh sure’, said I not minding it as a big deal.
‘I mean I wish to see the less exposed part of your body’, said she.
Now, it was my turn to be shocked. But I didn’t show it mostly.
‘What do you mean, Arti?’
‘I mean what I meant Darling’ said she with the same winking smile.
I was silent. God I hate this game! I mean I want the scene to start soon! Don’t misunderstand me for a good kid!
‘Ah I wish to see your bottom’, said she. I mean how can she be so open like this. Doesn’t she have a common sense? I am a good guy. I am from an orthodox family. My parents never taught me to show my bottom to a girl before marriage. Ok I know I am over reacting. What to do? Men’s problem…! Too much to handle for a 21 year old kid! (Yes I am a kid only. No second thoughts please!)
‘Sure. One moment’, said I and went to the door of my room and slowly locked it from inside so that there is no chance for my roommate to enter without my permission. I once again checked myself again fully. Indeed, there was a chemical reaction that was reflecting in my body in the you-know-how way! I quickly adjusted my underwear and set my shorts perfectly and went and sat in front of my PC as an uber cool guy!
‘Yeah, I am ready. Let’s go!’
‘Went to lock your room, right?’ said she and started to laugh. Her roommate had gone to her hometown in Orissa and so she was left alone and was enjoying her time. I was embarrassed by this comment of her.
What can I do? Sometimes you have to give in to your loved one’s caustic remark so that you can enjoy bigger things! I mean really bigger things!
‘Yes, amlu. Er… Shall we start?’
She joined her hands in a praying posture and said, ‘God! Please save me from all these sins!’
I laughed like crazy on seeing that and she also enjoyed that moment.
‘So who goes first?’ asked she controlling her smile.
‘Ladies first!’ said I and silently thanked the guy who framed this sentence initially.
She was surprised by that sudden reply and she was thinking for some time while her smiled had not faded.
‘Ok done’ said she and rose from her lying position and sat in front of her camera and adjusted her cam correctly so that the top portion of her physique was seen neatly. I wondered if she had any experience in these things before. She didn’t have even a pinch of sweat while my tee was like I had been dipped in pool of water. Time to time, I drifted away and dried my face with a towel off the camera.
She signalled with her thumbs up asking if we are ready to go. I shook my head like a Himalayan yak slowly while my mouth was beginning to open and I was simultaneously trying hard to close it.
She was removing her tee. It was seen in a slow motion. First, her navel was seen. I was dumbstruck on seeing it. I wouldn’t say it was too sexy like that of Jennifer Aniston but it resembled Parineeti Chopra’s navel. I have never seen her navel in any movie but I thought that maybe she had the exact navel like my amlu. She was still opening her tee when I first noticed the glimpse of that white bra. At that moment I realized how majestic she was! You know what I mean! Don’t think bad that I am describing my own girlfriend like this! (I know you will tell this part to many of your friends. Please don’t do that. Let this be a secret between us. Okay?) I was beginning to see the starting trace of it when it happened! It happened! Well I can never forget this thing in my life! Shame on my state! Fuck my government!
POWER CUT! FUUUUUUU CCCCCCCCCC KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
I was irritated to the core. Every part in my body came to its original posture. Shit! Fuck!!!!!!!!!
I received a ping immediately.
‘Ha ha. Amlu.. Power Cut?? 😀 😀 😀 😛 😛 😛 You deserve it baby! 😀 Mmmmuuahhhh to that sweet face.. I wanna bite those lips badly now! 😀 :D. Waiting for that moment’
I got so irritated that I thought of even throwing the cellphone away. But, my parents won’t allow me to buy a new mobile anymore and they will kill me by always pinpointing about it if I ever buy a new one. So I decided not to. I had a smile too on my lips considering the fact that my amlu loved each and every bit of me. I was sitting in that dark room thinking about her. I never knew when the current was going to come again. There was no signs of Vasu also from the terrace,
So, I did what other guys would have done under similar circumstances.
Not able to find???? Okay, here goes the clues:
1) Self-help is the best help – Swami Kamananda
2) My power is in my hands – Swami Siddarthananda (Yes, it’s me!)
(To be continued…)
Last night was the best party ever for me! I even tasted a glass of beer too. For Vasu! It was bitter and sour. I don’t know how he had managed to gulp down three bottles! God! He peed at least 25 times along the way back home. All he needed was a space of a square meter and he squeezed his dick right there. Somehow, I grabbed him with his arms around mine and made him walk all the way to our home a 1 AM on January 1st, 2012. Chinju didn’t want to join us that night as she knew that beach will be full of guys with beer and whisky bottles in their hands and who will be totally out of their minds at that time.
I finally laid down on my bed like a buffalo in water and was going over the day’s moments while Vasu was still at his peak of famous speeches.
‘Only George Bush can change India machi! Only him! No one else! He should become the next Prime Minister. Otherwise, Chinju will win again and I don’t like that’.
I couldn’t control my laughter. How hilarious he can be when he is HIGH!!!
Vasu was getting his sleep slowly and I switched off the lights and the usual blue bulb was glowing. Vasu was lying in a position which seemed like he was crucified and his mouth was wide open. I quickly took a snap of it with flash and mailed it to Chinju.
Her SMS flashed up immediately.
“That’s a terrific pose! Done with your party?’.
I replied, ‘Yup. Vasu is high than ever before in his life. He doesn’t like you becoming the prime minister of India’
‘WTF?! What are you talking about? I think you are high:-P’
‘Nope! Will explain all later. Hope you had a great party too. Happy new year Chinju’
‘Okay. Yeah, I had a great new year too. Thanks a lot dear. Wish you the same. Hope you have a great year with Arti. Nail her this time 🙂 😉 But, remember I love you too :)’
‘Oh that’s very straight. Marry me then. Won’t you? :P’ replied I with a wry smile.
‘Sure. Let’s talk to Vasu first thing in the morning and I will dump him for sure 😛 :)’.
‘Now I love you really Chinju… Thanks a lot 🙂 Thanks for being with me all these years. You will make a great pair with Vasu. My support will always be there for you guys’.
‘Arrey! It’s getting too cinematic yaar! 🙂 Sleep soon 🙂 Arti and 69 dreams: P’.
‘What is a 69?’.
‘Don’t act smart kid 🙂 Google it if you don’t know. Goodnight. Sweet dreams 🙂 See you tomorrow :)’.
‘You caught me babe 🙂 Night night… Happy New Year’.
‘Happy new year da :)’.
Then I happened to see the other unread messages. Three were from Aisha.
‘Siddiiii… Happy New Year da… I called you many times… No response… Enjoying out with friends eh?? 🙂 Have a great year da. All the best’, at 00:00 Hrs.
‘Slept??????’, at 00:13 Hrs.
‘Ok. Goodnight!’, at 00:35 Hrs.
I replied, ‘Thanks Aisha. Yes I went to beach with my roomie and was having a great time. Didn’t take mob. Happy New Year. Have a great year too! :)’
Then there were the other things. 24 SMS, 22 missed calls, 11 direct messages in Twitter and 31 in FB from Arti. I realized at that moment that I am going to be dead. I presumed that she would have slept by then and sent a message hoping that the next morning I can manage with that blaming it all on the network.
‘Happy New Year amlu!!! 🙂 Mmmmmuaaahhh’ at 01:47 Hrs.
Amlu is the name she had kept for me. I don’t know if she has kept the same to anyone else too. No offense!
Three minutes passed by and there was no reaction. I thanked god for saving me from a great disaster. I planned to fantasize Priyanka Chopra that night and was about to close my eyes when a new SMS flashed. My notification showed that it was from Arti. My heart beats pounded like anything and I opened it.
‘F.U.C.K. Y.O.U. Goodnight!’
‘Goodnight Amlu :)’, replied I with smile on my face.
‘Okay. Goodnight’. I decided we are in for a fierce battle that night when I saw this message and smiled badly.
‘Yeah, okay Goodnight Arti’, sent I with more anticipation and excitement for the next message.
‘Sure. Goodnight’, replied Arti and I started to laugh hard. I feared that I might wake up Vasu. But he was so high that that thought was unnecessary at that moment. I didn’t reply her as I felt bored of it.
There was a pause for ten minutes and a new SMS popped up.
‘You loathsome pig! Can I call you?’, came the message from my sweet Arti and I replied with a yes immediately.
Speaking of calls, it is only Arti who calls me and I only give her missed calls. Interstate call rates are high. After all, she is earning a lot! I never had intended to do it myself but Arti had made it a custom.
The phone rang and it was Arti. I answered it immediately and didn’t speak a word. The same was happening from her side too I guess. After a span of two minutes, she spoke.
‘Pig… Fucker… Idiot…?’
‘Yes… Yes… Yes… I won. I won…’ exclaimed I with a great deal of enthusiasm after winning this undetermined silent game where I was the spectator and referee.
‘Fuck you Sid. You are such a great non-sense. You don’t value people’
‘I’m sorry amlu. I forgot to take my mobile while going to beach. By the way, the beach was aweso..’
She interrupted my speech.
‘You have done it purposefully Sid. You know that I will be constantly pampering you and so you have done this. I hate this attitude of yours, Sid’
‘No Arti that’s not the reason’
‘Then what the fuck is the reason?’
‘There is nothing sweetie. I forgot it. Period’
‘Don’t speak sentences with this fucking word ‘period’ and all. You’re not worth it, you dumbass!’
‘I know you’re angry. I am sorry. Happy New Year. Mmmmmuaaaahhhh’.
I thought it would stop her groaning and it really had some effect. There was uneasiness in her breathe and her voice became soft.
‘Thanks Sid. Happy New Year too. Skype?’
‘No honey. I am damn tired now. First thing in the morning okay?’
‘Mmm.. Okay.. Then tell me what you did today?’
I narrated the whole incidents that happened as a part of New Year Celebrations and she kissed me for every sentence that I spoke. Finally, she said that she will sleep and leave me. It was the first time it had ever happened. Usually, she wouldn’t allow me to sleep and I had to make up fake excuses or pretend as if I have slept and she would cut the call. But the story was different this time.
I allowed her to sleep with that nth kiss and felt that it was all starting again.
Now I will come back to the story of how it all started again between us. It was an evening on December 19, 2011 I guess. Vasu was still not back from office while I had managed to come quickly at 5PM itself. I was wearing black shorts and a blue tee. For the first time, I tried connecting my lap with the Wi-Fi present in my home and it did and the speed was pretty good. Then, a sudden message opened up on my screen. It was for an update in Skype. I clicked yes and it was updating for some five minutes and after the update was done and over, it asked for my credentials. It’s been a really long time since I skyped last. So, I wanted to see how the user interface looked after the update and all that stuff. I forgot my password. So I gave my email id and then retrieved my password and gave in a new one. Funny enough, I had my new password named as Arti@123 and opened it.
The UI was pretty much the same and nothing had changed much. The online contacts were seen at the left side of the screen. Before, I peered my eyes to see who were online, a video call came suddenly. It was from Arti. I was shocked. I didn’t know what to do. For all the things that had taken place between us, this was too much. I couldn’t understand with what confidence she was calling me. I hated her. I think I hated her. I don’t know. Never mind! So, I thought of attending the call and question her sense of love for me so badly and so I did.
I attended the call and the screen was loading with that usual circle and my heart beat rose to 200 beats per minute. A single chain of sweat flowed over my left ear from the top of the head. And then it happened. I saw her. Once again! My Arti! She was biting her nails and her head was down with brows raised eagerly, waiting to see me and when she saw me, her face glowed like anything I have ever seen on earth. I couldn’t control my emotions too. All those angry moods, the irritation, the inner voice which wanted to question her badly swept away like a sandal in a flood when I saw her face. I had smile on my lips.
She typed, ‘Hi..’
‘?? Formal?? Forgot?? How are you?’
‘Am good. There is no need for me to be formal. After all, who am I? And I never forget. I just get blamed for all the things most of the times’.
‘Clever. And what’s that “who am I?” You are everything to me’.
‘Please Arti. Please. I have never been serious and cheap. Don’t make me do that now’.
‘You can be, Sid. You can ask anything’.
‘No Arti. I don’t want to ask anything. In fact, I don’t have anything to ask. I believe you always’.
‘No, you don’t Sid. If you had believed me, you wouldn’t have lost in touch with me’.
‘Leave all that Arti. What now?’.
‘What now??!Nothing. You look as handsome as ever. You are my guy. So you will always be handsome’, replied Arti with that beautiful smile on her face now.
I wanted to be serious. But, I couldn’t be. I saw that message and I blushed like a girl, smiling, seeing down and then saw Arti. Her reaction was spotless. She was stunned by it I guess and I still don’t know why.
‘Oh what a mind blowing reaction…! I love you Sid… I fucking love you so much’, replied Arti with that smile and waited to see my reaction with her cute and eager eyes.
I saw that message and didn’t react anything immediately for a split second as I was seeing into Arti’s eye. She was seeing me with that seductive tone and she gave a virtual kiss. That’s it. I couldn’t control anymore. My cheeks blushed and my lips smiled like it had never done so beautifully before and I grabbed a green towel which was near me and closed my face with it facing down and Arti was completely blown by it. It’s ironic that I was blown away by her and she got blown away by my blushing. All of it had come to an end. There was no thought of Stephen in my mind. I didn’t even of think of asking her about him and I had completely forgotten it. I realized at that time that I was happy because it seemed like Arti had once again come into the walls of my life and I didn’t want to let go of her by asking such questions. I think the same was the case with her too. We started to love each other once again without even thinking about the previous two years on how our relationship had a fall because we wanted to be with each other all the time. Somehow, we missed it and we didn’t want to go over it once again. She was typing in a lot of kisses in Skype while I let go of myself and surrendered once again to her.
‘I love you too Arti. I missed you so much. I love you always’. I wondered if it was me who was typing it.
‘Mmmmuuahhhh… You have my Bangalore number? I hope you won’t be having. It is +919843833543.’
‘Noted it down. Mine is the same’.
‘Cool. Will call you soon. Now I am going for dinner. We will catch up later. Is it okay?’.
‘Sure. It’s alright with me. Take Care, Arti’.
‘Where is my kiss?’.
Fuck… Once again I blushed… Only Arti can do this to me. I gave her a kiss and cut my video call. I noted her number down. There was a great feeling of exhilaration inside me as if I had achieved something impossible. I ran to my balcony and screamed in joy shouting a ‘whoooooooo!’ People who were busily moving in their day-to-day life stopped to see me. They might have thought that I had gone nuts. Of course, I was crazy. Crazy enough to live in a virtual world I created for myself!
This is the story of our relapse!
(To be continued…)
AUTHOR’S NOTE: As mentioned in the previous chapter, the rendition of this story comes from Siddharth. Happy reading!
Dec 31, 2011 (Present)
My relationship with her has started again! Again!??!!
There was a great lapse in our relationship after I came back from my internship two years back. I know you must be shocked on hearing this! I will explain all in detail sooner!
By the way, I have successfully graduated in Computer Science and Engineering and I am currently employed in Intel Corporation with a very decent salary for a fresher. I am happy that I got to stay once again with my best friend Vasu, who is employed in IBM, Chennai and we reside at Adyar. Vasu’s girlfriend Chinju is also employed in the same office and they are enjoying a lot nowadays. Oh I forgot to introduce Chinju James. She is my classmate in school and college, which means I know her through the same duration as Vasu. Vasu used to sit in the middle in our bench in our classroom 12th Standard ‘G’ Section, while Chinju used to sit in the adjacent bench near to my side. I was given the task of passing the love letters and stuff between these two. She is a very good friend of mine. Vasu and I have rented a flat at Adyar, which happens to be one of the posh areas in South Chennai. Chinju is staying at Tiruvanmiyur, the very next area to Adyar, which happens to be the starting point of the exotic ECR road. She used to come many times to our room. They are also going to resorts in the weekends. I envy them. The reason for me choosing Adyar was to stay with one of my best friends Vaidhyanathan, known as VD. He is currently in his final year of engineering.
So this is about my people! Coming back to my Arti and story!
After I came back from my not-so-forgettable internship, things got busy in college. I was getting into my final year and I was handling three organizations at a time. Although, academic pressure was a lot lesser than my previous years, my organizational role had climbed up to its highest and I had to work relentlessly to make sure that I fulfilled the role of my position. Vasu had safely returned my pulsar from Mumbai as promised. It was of great help to me then. He and Chinju helped me a lot at that time in my organizational activities. As a part of my final year project, I was designing a website for my college which sucked a lot of time too! I had successfully launched my website but I was awarded the lowest marks for the project as my documentation sucked! To hell with my project mentor who is an arrogant asshole!
My communication with Arti got gradually less. Her calls were getting lowered to single digit day by day. I sensed that she must also have been busy at her job. I envied her anyway because she was enjoying in Mumbai. It was she who showed me that Mumbai is an awesome place and I felt very low that I couldn’t enjoy with her.
Her friend Ruchita is working in Chennai. She started to get in touch with me a little more than it used to be in college days. It was from her that I came to know that Arti is hanging out with Stephen, who has been transferred to Mumbai now. I couldn’t believe it but the very few calls which I made to her were waiting. May be I would have had a misunderstanding. But these things did not cross off my mind at that time. I couldn’t take it when many sources confirmed me that they are hanging out in Mumbai together and having a nice time. So without a flash of thought, I cut her relationship. I didn’t even attend the few calls which she made to me. I realized that ours was purely an insecure love. It felt heavy for me. Somehow, I managed to make myself busy and carried on with friends.
Apart from Vasu, Chinju and VD, Aisha used to console me a lot. Oh I haven’t introduced Aisha right?! Pardon me. She happens to be my college mate. I met her on the first day of my college and till date she has been a great friend to me. She is working for TCS at Bangalore. It was only with her with whom I used to spend time with personally in college, apart from Vasu and Chinju.
After I joined my job, I was idle for few days and so the thought of Arti came back to me again. Those two months (August and September) were really hard for me. Then I got settled in a project of designing parameters for a new processor. Things have been really busy in office in the last three months. I was ordered to buy a lap for myself in my office and I couldn’t escape from it this time. I am more of a Desktop PC lover and ten days ago, I bought a laptop finally. It is a HP Pavilion DV6. Vasu’s choice. Have you ever heard about a love story which survived from a great relapse through a video call in Skype? Well I haven’t until the same happened to me. Fuck. Nothing can separate me from Arti it seems.
I will tell all about it later as Vasu is calling me for the New Year party now. We are going to Elliot’s beach in Besant Nagar, which is a kilometer away from our home. Every night, we used to spend our time there. Myself, Vasu and sometimes Chinju also. But today, it is going to be special. Vasu has bought three bottles of Kingfisher beer and I will just accompany him. He is a chain smoker and a weekly boozer. So, see you. Happy New Year 2012!
(To be continued…)
We arrived well in advance for the movie which was due at 7:20 PM. I thought we would be late considering the traffic from Goregaon East to Kanjurmarg West which was approximately 13 km. Due to Sid’s mind blowing bike skills, we were able to vroom between the gaps of many wheels like the one showed in ‘The Matrix’ movie. Silly, but was a memorable ride!
I wanted to spend the time alone with him somewhere. In order that we might enjoy that time in privacy, I took Sid to a small and a beautiful park near the cinemas itself. I used to have a morning walk in this park with Ruchita as our home was just in the eastern side and we would cross the platform easily and would come here in ten minutes or so. That seemed to be a good exercise too!
We sat on a bench beneath a banyan tree which covered the surrounding places like a blanket. I purposefully sat to the right side of Sid in a hope that chances of getting kissed is more this side.
Sid was in a full-hand casual shirt (folded at hands) and a blue jean. He had this little beard that always sported him a more manly look. I loved it. He used to shave irregularly. But if he does, he looks completely stunning and that’s a different story now. I was in my black Kurti and jean.
He was seeing a girl who was accompanying her grandmother on an evening walk. His eyes were getting out and he was staring her so wildly that I decided instantaneously that he was surely fantasizing her. I am ashamed to say this, but his mouth was even open a little and I wouldn’t be surprised if one or two drops of liquid popped out from the corner of his mouth. I got extremely irritated.
So I started shooting questions to him, whatever that came to my mind.
‘So, Sid .. What are you looking at?’
He immediately turned to my side as if he was witnessing some UFO crashing on earth with the same stunning look unchanged.
‘Hmm. I was just looking at that old woman, Arti. How cool she is! Able to walk even at this age! Great know?!’ said he with a really amazed look..
Whatever that was being said was definitely a lie! Added to that, some real emotions also! WTF is going on! Is he thinking me as a school kid or what?
‘Don’t lie you bugger! You were staring at the girl not at the old woman! Accept it Sid. I won’t bite you’, said I and turned to the other side. There was no sound from him. I was secretly expecting ‘the-all-so-special-sudden-kiss’ of Sid now. As there was no response, I confirmed that he must have started looking at that girl again and turned to look at him with a look of Goddess Kali. He was just waiting for me to turn to him. He smiled immediately.
‘This was what I was waiting for. The look on your face. Ah I can die for it !’ said Sid with a slanted look on his face and stretched his back on the bench with a smile like he had some heart break.
I don’t know why I blush whenever he does that. After all, he is two years younger to me and am still getting it. Is this called a real feeling? Yes I was sure about it. But there was some hesitation that was boiling inside me too. I didn’t know what it was at that time. I didn’t know if it was because Sid was younger to me or if it was about what I would say to my parents or if he will really take care of me as he is very ambitious or anything else. I didn’t know.
Suddenly, I felt my paranoia starting to grow when I realized that Sid would be off in two days to his place with his internship getting over by then.
‘Thanks for the compliment. Sid, you will be going home in two days?Isn’t it?’asked I
‘Yeah. If you want me to stay here, I will stay. Under some conditions’, said he in a strict tone.
Puzzled, I asked what they were.
‘I need a monthly salary of Rs.20,000/- inclusive of all services!’, said he still maintaining his strict gesture.
I couldn’t control my laugh. But I also tried.
‘Does that include servicing me also?’, asked I and bit my lip to curb my smile.
‘Oh, No Arti. That will cost a lot. Its not easy to serve you. You are a monster. I need to work out a lot’, said Sid and we both started to laugh as usual in our style as everyone in the park started to watch us.
Suddenly I felt very lonely and wanted to spend more time with Sid.
‘Sid, you won’t forget me right?’
‘I should ask that to you Arti. Don’t take my cover! ‘, said Sid with a killer smile.
‘You will have many people in your life. Many girls, who would do things for you’
‘Things? What are you talking about?’
‘I am crazy on you. I am sure there would be many girls coming and going in your life. May be you are hiding from me or you may have not noticed it I guess!’
Sid was seeing me intently and suddenly sneaked his head below watching the space between his legs where an ant was walking with a speck of rice attached to its shoulder. He had a bit of a strange smile too.I thought that there must have been someone else in his life too like mine or that may be he was influenced by someone else’s love. Either way I didn’t want to hear and accept it or had the heart to.
‘What’s that Sid?Tell me’
‘I won’t forget you, Arti. It’s not possible’
‘Then, why were you smiling when I said it?’
Again the same smile seeing the space below and he opened up after a moment of silence.
‘I was just imagining what would happen if I forget you?’, said Sid with his smiling face turned towards me now.
With a puzzled look, I repeated, ‘What would have happened?’
He came closer to me, pinched my cheeks and said, ‘You are my obsessive queen, right? You would have dragged me on to the ground with a rope tied on my legs as a punishment. I was just imagining that’.
I didn’t know if what he said was true or not. But I felt secured on hearing it. I grabbed his arms and was lying on his shoulder peacefully.
It was time and we walked towards the theater and thankfully sat two seats from the back side which was way too comfortable.
Movie had started. Sid and I thoroughly enjoyed it. He was singing along with every song so cheerfully especially ‘Kya karoon’ and ‘Life is Crazy’. I was totally in love with Ranbir Kapoor watching this movie.
We both were fixed inside the movie when that song came. Our most favorite number. ‘Iktara’ sung by Kavitha Seth. I didn’t know why but I had tears in my eyes so much.
I don’t know how to explain it but I really had. Sid was in my mind at that time. The song and Sid sitting near, made me cry I guess. I grabbed his arms tightly and slowly whispered in his ears.
‘Hey bastard, Don’t ever think of leaving me. I cannot imagine that’, said I with a wept look.
Sid was carried away by my status at that time. I thought he was very disturbed on seeing me like that.
He came near me and asked, ‘Was the popcorn so spicy??’
You cannot imagine the kind of mixed feelings I got at that time. I wanted to slap as well as to hug him. I gave a rough blow on his shoulders and turned towards the screen.
‘Relax. I love you and I promise I will always be with you’, said Sid. There was truth in his eyes.
The movie was over. But I couldn’t come out of it. It was like watching my own life story on a screen of course with a little twist then and there.
All I wished was a happy ending like that.
We came out of the theater and Sid dropped me at my hostel.
Ruchita asked if I felt low as Sid was leaving in two days. I said that I was alright and that we would always stay in touch. She gave a nod and went off to sleep and so did I carrying happy memories of that day.
The next day went off at a great speed as Sid had some last day formalities to be completed and I had a bunch of work too.
We spent the evening having dinner at Thai Cuisine.
‘Shall we go for ‘Wake Up Sid’ once again tonight?’ asked I without a second thought.
‘I would love to. But I can’t make it today I guess. I have my flight tomorrow morning. Remember?’ said Sid with a edgy look.
‘Arrey! Nothing will happen yaar! You can sleep all the time after that!’
‘I am feeling very tired Arti. Okay lets go’, said he.
I realized that he must have been tired due to a heavy day’s work. These interns get screwed a lot more than us, the employees.
‘No prob Sid.We will leave. You need some rest’, said I with a disappointed look but managed to hide it somehow.
Sid was watching my eyes.
‘Ok chalo, lets leave’, said he and we started off in his bike.
I realized that he was not going in the direction of my hostel which was located in Kanjurmarg East rather he was going towards west and I was wondering why at a time like that.
To my surprise, he parked the bike in front of BIG Cinemas and asked me to wait so that he would grab two tickets and come. I couldn’t love Sid more than that.
‘Sid’, called I .
‘Yes, baby’, said he with his sharp smile.
‘Thank you’, said I with a blushed smile.
‘Anything for you’, said he and went off to buy the tickets and came back disappointed which is when I realized that it was House full.
‘Its ok Sid. We ll leave.’, said I and pulled him. He released my hand from his shoulder gently and waited.
‘Just wait, Arti. Something will happen now. Let’s hope for the best’, said he with a confident look in his face.
As he expected, a boy was walking around like a thief. Sid approached him and he sold the front row tickets for 200/- each.
‘Are the front rows okay for you baby?’, asked Sid with a confused expression.
I smiled at him and said that anything was okay for me until I sat next to him during those two hours of time.
He was thoroughly feeling excited.
We sat at the first row and were watching the movie with our neck upwards. I was keenly watching so that I would see the parts which I had missed when I had come with Sid the last time. Half of the time was spent in looking at him flirtatiously then.
This time I guess he was watching me. Once again, Iktara song came and he grabbed my hands this time. Tightly!
‘What happened Sid?’, asked I, surprised totally.
He was coming closer to my lips.
‘Baby, relax. This is a theater. We are in the front row. Everyone could see us’, said I, unable to control my emotions. I was full of smiles.
He switched me off with his evergreen dialogue, ‘I Love you Arti!’ and kissed me gently.
I could hear claps and whistles from the backside of the screen as the following lines went on the screen at that time.
sun rahi hoon sudh budh khoke koi main kahani
(losing my consciousness I am listening to some story)
poori kahani hai kya kise hai pata
(what is whole story who knows)
main to kisiki hoke yeh bhi na jaani
(becoming someone’s I didn’t know)
ruth hai ye do pal ki ya rehgi sada
(is it a season of moment or will it stay forever)
kise hai pata, kise hai pata
(who knows? who knows?)
Suddenly I came to senses and brushed him aside with a happy smile. My face was pink.
I realized that people at the back saw us and cheered and clapped their hands. I couldn’t control my blush at all. What a lovely moment that was! I also saw Sid happy with a pinch of a small tear in his eye!
Wow that was unbelievable! I never asked him because I am sure that he would never accept it even if it was true!
He dropped me at my hostel and thanked me for everything and said that he would meet me in the morning before he started off to airport.
I came back happily to my room and slept off like a child.
The next morning I called him up early to wake him up and get ready.
He came in a taxi with Vasu to my hostel. Ruchita was waiting along with me to see him off.
I accompanied him inside the taxi and he waved his hands to Ruchita who reciprocated it back happily.
We reached the airport in an hour. It was 6:00 AM. Sid’s flight was at 7:15 AM. We were standing for the flight attendant to call for the flight when Sid started the conversation.
‘Hey Vasu. Meet you in a month man! Bring my pulsar back safely! Will be missing you!’, said Sid .
‘Sure thing! I will do that! I will see you next month. I will miss you too’,said Vasu and they hugged each other.
‘Vasu you have a call now right?’ , said Sid with a sheepish smile.
Vasu understood it and said yes and went off to another place. I was standing there smiling and knowing all that was happening before me.
‘Arti.I wish to say something to you’
‘Yup Sid. I am all ears!’
‘Huh.. I have never come across this.. But I just wanted to say that please don’t forget me. I hope you won’t’,said Sid.
I was questioning myself on why Sid was behaving like this but then I realized that it was not two common lovers speaking. It was me and Sid. We both had our own share of talents and so each felt insecure about the other person. Is it not possible for two people like us to fall in love without any doubts like this? Everything was perfect between us. Still we had this question about the other person. Life is always a puzzle.
‘Sid. Don’t fool yourself. You have been with me for a month now. You know how I am right? Then you shouldn’t say this at all’, said I with a disappointed look.
‘I know Arti. I believe in you. I never believe in myself’,said Sid and that stunned me right there.
‘Does that mean you will forget me?’ asked I with an irritated look.
‘Nope.Never. It’s nothing like that’, said Sid shaking his head badly. He was searching for words I guess.
‘Hmm. Forget about it,Arti. I never meant anything. I love you so much’, said Sid and gave me that final kiss before departure which was the best of all.
Vasu came back happily after his ‘so-called’ call.
‘Macha, I’ll take leave da. Take Care. Take care Arti. Love you. Will miss you’, said Sid.
I gave a hug to him once again and he started to walk his way towards the boarding point. I was watching him with smile on my lips and tears on my eyes.
‘Arti, Are you alright? Can I get you anything?’, asked Vasu.
I just shook my head nodding a no as I couldn’t speak. I waved him towards our exit direction and we went to our taxi and reached our place in an hour. I couldn’t brush Sid aside but I couldn’t slip away my office work either. So, I started to get ready to my office with great hopes and desires boggling in my head!
Is it really impossible for two people like us to really love each other without a feeling of insecurity? Are we that bad? I am not getting any answer for this question………….
(To be continued…..)
Author’s Note : As a part of the story, from now on, Sid will be taking over the first person, who will be narrating the story to us just like Arti did all these days. I am sure you loved them and I can assure you that you’ll love the upcoming chapters even more. The story will here after be taken over by the rendition from Siddarth. Happy reading!