Pooja: Hello...Am I speaking to Abhishek?
Abhishek: Yes.
Pooja: Hi. This is Pooja. I was your junior in college...
Abhishek: Yeah...I remember...How are you?
Pooja: Am good....How about you?
Abhishek: Fine.
Pooja: If you're busy now, I can call some other time.
Abhishek: No, it's ok. I'm free now. May I know how u get this number?
Pooja: From a friend of mine who works in your co. She got it from the telephone directory.
Abhishek: I see.
Pooja: ...It's been so long.. 4 years.....
Abhishek: Actually 5 years...since I passed out.
Pooja: Yeah right...Listen, am sorry for the way I ignored you in college. It's just that I considered you to be like any other guy trying to flirt for fun.
Abhishek: Don't worry. It's OK. I too didn't know that you liked to be pursued so never tried to bother you again after that.
Pooja: You read my blog???
Abhishek: The least I could do.
Pooja: No, you did more than that. Something quite unexpected - You talked to my parents! Why did you do that?
Abhishek: Who told you??
Pooja: Never mind who told, just tell me how did you manage to get my home contact no?
Abhishek: Well...It was after I wrote to you. Your reply never came. No matter whatever I tried, I couldn't get you out of my head. Thoughts about you haunted me day and night. I craved to know more about you and so tried to befriend your best friend Malini. She lend a sympathetic ear to my feelings and helped me know more about you. It made me feel better for sometime. Then a few weeks later, I requested something which I expected her to decline outrightly but to my surprise without even a moment's hesitation she agreed. In another few days, she got me your home contact no.
Pooja: Hmm...Surely you would've known that I stayed in hostel and had a mobile phone. So your idea was to talk to my parents?
Abhishek: Yes.
Pooja: When did you call them? And what did you talk to them?
Abhishek: A month later. On a Sunday morning I called up and your mom answered. I introduced myself as her daughter's college mate and began by telling that I liked her daughter and even tried to tell her but her daughter totally ignored the whole thing. Your mom was shocked at my audacity and started scolding me and warned me to stay away from you. Before I could speak further, she hung up .
Pooja: Inspite of her warning, you called up again and spoke to my dad also? Am I right?
Abhishek: Correct except for this – It was your dad who called me up. And on his invitation only I visited your home.
Pooja: What??!! You visited my home???? And dad invited you? Why should, I mean, why did he invite you?
Abhishek: The following Sunday at around the same time, I got a call from your home phone. Expecting it to be your mom wanting to give me another round of dose, I nervously answered the phone but the voice on the other side was that of your dad's. He started by advising me not to waste my time in such things especially now that I was in my final year and that I should let my parents find a girl for myself. I patiently listened to his long speech and finally when he was done, I requested him to hear me out: "Uncle, I have a crush on your daughter and tried telling her but she never responded. When I told about it to you, both of you reacted in your own distinct ways but with the same intent - to suppress it. Why do I need to suppress my feelings when I'm not expecting anything from you, uncle and aunty??? Can't a person love another person unconditionally? If you're thinking that I'm trying to impress you to reach to your daugher, then you're mistaken. All I wanted was to share my feelings with two other people who also love the same person; two very important persons who matter the most to the person I love. By doing so, I thought I would get a chance to do something for her in a way that would make me feel satisfied at having played a small role in her life, even if anonymously....I know your daughter is a well brought up person who minds her own business. I promise you I won't bother her again." And I hung up. A few days later your dad called me and spoke "Abhishek, you must visit us one day before you graduate from college." I agreed on two conditions. Firstly, uncle and aunt should never talk about me to you. Secondly, that would be our last meeting. They agreed to both and that's how on my way back home after the final year exams, I dropped by at your home.
Pooja: You didn't want anyone to speak to me on your behalf. Is that why you made those conditions?
Abhishek: Hmm....If love is real, it will speak for itself. Love should come out naturally. Only then will it be true and long lasting...............Uncle and aunty shouldn't have told you about me.
Pooja: They didn't.
Abhishek: Then it must've been Malini.
Pooja: It would be more correct to say I extracted it from her while sorting out a small misunderstanding.
Abhishek: Misunderstanding?...Whatever it is, hope it's over now. After all, the four of you were very close to each other in college...
Pooja: Abhishek...
Abhishek: Yes...
Pooja: I'm really sorry. I didn't feel anything at that time.
Abhishek: Don't be. Not your fault. Feelings are not something that can be forced upon.
Pooja: But I ignored you. Everytime. I know how much it would've hurt you – you went to the extent of taking a risk and talking to my parents without even caring about the consequences. At least I should've replied to you...
Abhishek: I just did what I thought would make me feel better then. Talking to your parents really helped. Your mom didn't scold me after that. She showed me your childhood photos and every painting that you drew. She narrated many incidents to depict how naughty you were as a kid keeping everybody on their toes with your little tricks. Your dad showed me your poster decorated room; your mini library of books and your big teddy bear that he said has been with you since you were a kid. That day I left yout home with mixed emotions – sad because I knew I'd never be seeing you again; happy because I now had some good memories of you to carry forward in life. .
Pooja: I don't know what to say. I feel so stupid.
Abhishek: Hey, don't consider this as stupidity. You did what you believed in at that time and that's it. Now that it's all over, just relax. Thanks for giving me an opportunity to talk after 8 years. I really appreciate it.
Pooja: It's all over?...um...Has to be...8 years is a fairly long time to expect someone to be still interested.
Abhishek: Well, what I meant was that the confusion is all over now.
Pooja: Ohh....I thought...
Abhishek: What did you think?
Pooja: I thought..er..nothing...leave it....
.......
Pooja: Guess there's nothing else then...So, I'll hang up.
Pooja: Are you still there? Hello...
Abhishek: I was wondering if you still have them and if they show up all the time.
Pooja: Still have what?
Abhishek: Dimples.
Pooja: Yes, I do have them. They only show up when I smile and they're showing up now.
Abhishek: Keep smiling. They look good on you.
Pooja: Thanks. If you say so.
Abhishek: Well...If you've nothing better to do this Sunday, would you like to fly down to New York for a cup of coffee? After that I could probably show you around NYC.
***Phone disconnected***
Abhishek: Yes.
Pooja: Hi. This is Pooja. I was your junior in college...
Abhishek: Yeah...I remember...How are you?
Pooja: Am good....How about you?
Abhishek: Fine.
Pooja: If you're busy now, I can call some other time.
Abhishek: No, it's ok. I'm free now. May I know how u get this number?
Pooja: From a friend of mine who works in your co. She got it from the telephone directory.
Abhishek: I see.
Pooja: ...It's been so long.. 4 years.....
Abhishek: Actually 5 years...since I passed out.
Pooja: Yeah right...Listen, am sorry for the way I ignored you in college. It's just that I considered you to be like any other guy trying to flirt for fun.
Abhishek: Don't worry. It's OK. I too didn't know that you liked to be pursued so never tried to bother you again after that.
Pooja: You read my blog???
Abhishek: The least I could do.
Pooja: No, you did more than that. Something quite unexpected - You talked to my parents! Why did you do that?
Abhishek: Who told you??
Pooja: Never mind who told, just tell me how did you manage to get my home contact no?
Abhishek: Well...It was after I wrote to you. Your reply never came. No matter whatever I tried, I couldn't get you out of my head. Thoughts about you haunted me day and night. I craved to know more about you and so tried to befriend your best friend Malini. She lend a sympathetic ear to my feelings and helped me know more about you. It made me feel better for sometime. Then a few weeks later, I requested something which I expected her to decline outrightly but to my surprise without even a moment's hesitation she agreed. In another few days, she got me your home contact no.
Pooja: Hmm...Surely you would've known that I stayed in hostel and had a mobile phone. So your idea was to talk to my parents?
Abhishek: Yes.
Pooja: When did you call them? And what did you talk to them?
Abhishek: A month later. On a Sunday morning I called up and your mom answered. I introduced myself as her daughter's college mate and began by telling that I liked her daughter and even tried to tell her but her daughter totally ignored the whole thing. Your mom was shocked at my audacity and started scolding me and warned me to stay away from you. Before I could speak further, she hung up .
Pooja: Inspite of her warning, you called up again and spoke to my dad also? Am I right?
Abhishek: Correct except for this – It was your dad who called me up. And on his invitation only I visited your home.
Pooja: What??!! You visited my home???? And dad invited you? Why should, I mean, why did he invite you?
Abhishek: The following Sunday at around the same time, I got a call from your home phone. Expecting it to be your mom wanting to give me another round of dose, I nervously answered the phone but the voice on the other side was that of your dad's. He started by advising me not to waste my time in such things especially now that I was in my final year and that I should let my parents find a girl for myself. I patiently listened to his long speech and finally when he was done, I requested him to hear me out: "Uncle, I have a crush on your daughter and tried telling her but she never responded. When I told about it to you, both of you reacted in your own distinct ways but with the same intent - to suppress it. Why do I need to suppress my feelings when I'm not expecting anything from you, uncle and aunty??? Can't a person love another person unconditionally? If you're thinking that I'm trying to impress you to reach to your daugher, then you're mistaken. All I wanted was to share my feelings with two other people who also love the same person; two very important persons who matter the most to the person I love. By doing so, I thought I would get a chance to do something for her in a way that would make me feel satisfied at having played a small role in her life, even if anonymously....I know your daughter is a well brought up person who minds her own business. I promise you I won't bother her again." And I hung up. A few days later your dad called me and spoke "Abhishek, you must visit us one day before you graduate from college." I agreed on two conditions. Firstly, uncle and aunt should never talk about me to you. Secondly, that would be our last meeting. They agreed to both and that's how on my way back home after the final year exams, I dropped by at your home.
Pooja: You didn't want anyone to speak to me on your behalf. Is that why you made those conditions?
Abhishek: Hmm....If love is real, it will speak for itself. Love should come out naturally. Only then will it be true and long lasting...............Uncle and aunty shouldn't have told you about me.
Pooja: They didn't.
Abhishek: Then it must've been Malini.
Pooja: It would be more correct to say I extracted it from her while sorting out a small misunderstanding.
Abhishek: Misunderstanding?...Whatever it is, hope it's over now. After all, the four of you were very close to each other in college...
Pooja: Abhishek...
Abhishek: Yes...
Pooja: I'm really sorry. I didn't feel anything at that time.
Abhishek: Don't be. Not your fault. Feelings are not something that can be forced upon.
Pooja: But I ignored you. Everytime. I know how much it would've hurt you – you went to the extent of taking a risk and talking to my parents without even caring about the consequences. At least I should've replied to you...
Abhishek: I just did what I thought would make me feel better then. Talking to your parents really helped. Your mom didn't scold me after that. She showed me your childhood photos and every painting that you drew. She narrated many incidents to depict how naughty you were as a kid keeping everybody on their toes with your little tricks. Your dad showed me your poster decorated room; your mini library of books and your big teddy bear that he said has been with you since you were a kid. That day I left yout home with mixed emotions – sad because I knew I'd never be seeing you again; happy because I now had some good memories of you to carry forward in life. .
Pooja: I don't know what to say. I feel so stupid.
Abhishek: Hey, don't consider this as stupidity. You did what you believed in at that time and that's it. Now that it's all over, just relax. Thanks for giving me an opportunity to talk after 8 years. I really appreciate it.
Pooja: It's all over?...um...Has to be...8 years is a fairly long time to expect someone to be still interested.
Abhishek: Well, what I meant was that the confusion is all over now.
Pooja: Ohh....I thought...
Abhishek: What did you think?
Pooja: I thought..er..nothing...leave it....
.......
Pooja: Guess there's nothing else then...So, I'll hang up.
Pooja: Are you still there? Hello...
Abhishek: I was wondering if you still have them and if they show up all the time.
Pooja: Still have what?
Abhishek: Dimples.
Pooja: Yes, I do have them. They only show up when I smile and they're showing up now.
Abhishek: Keep smiling. They look good on you.
Pooja: Thanks. If you say so.
Abhishek: Well...If you've nothing better to do this Sunday, would you like to fly down to New York for a cup of coffee? After that I could probably show you around NYC.
***Phone disconnected***
1 comments:
Wow beautiful.. I like this Abhishek guy already :)
I think I know what happens in part 5 but I so really wanna read it.. am a sucker for happyzzz endingss.. :D
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