PS: I love you

What happens when you fall in love for the first time in your life?

1. You begin to feel life is beautiful. Every happiness in this world is meant for you.
2. All love songs seem to relate with your situation.
3. You start brushing your teeth a little harder. Still they look the same pale.
4. Nights seem longer.
5. You google “What’s the difference between love and infatuation?” to make sure if your symptoms are right.
6. You start praying to God.

etc.

Hmm…but I tell you what happened to me when I fell in love with a girl….‘again’!

1. I got confused.
2. Infact, damn confused!

So, myself Himanshu, after a long break of one-and-half years, got fallen in love with Palak again.

Why? I don’t know.

How? I don’t know.

Nor I did have time to ponder over these questions. My Minor Exams 2 were on row and I couldn’t risk wasting my time like I did during Minor 1. So on one dark night, I put on my bag and departed for the Central Library, of course, to study something.

“11:05″ I checked my watch as I reached the library. The Central Library closes at 12. So I had almost an hour to study before I have to find some other suitable place for myself. I reached the second floor of the building and started finding an appropriate place. I saw a pretty girl sitting on one of the two tables behind the shelves.

I sat on a chair just facing her, removed my specs & spread my books and tutorial sheets all around to create an effect that I was seriously there to study and I had no interest in staring her. And then I saw her. Her face appeared familiar, she was my senior, infact, one of the rarer good-looking seniors of mine. She looked upward and noticed my eyeballs fixed on her. She winced and took out her cellphone, made a call and rotated her chair a bit as if showing that she’s genuinly not interested in me. Certainly, I’d expected a better reaction.

Now in a company like this, persons like me cannot study. I backed off on my chair and focussed my eyes on her again. She reminded me of Palak. Not because she looked like Palak, but because she looked very different from her. Let it be her hairs, facecut, figure or eyes, nothing resembled. The issue was – She was pretty, but she wasn’t my type.

“Damn….this battery.” She bellowed as her call ended. May be she was talking to her boyfriend before her battery died. She looked at me again and got more frustrated. Finally, she put her head on the table and slept. Girls look really cute while sleeping. I too planked down myself on the table and closed my eyes.

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ONE HOUR LATER

“Wake up! Wake up!” I heard a voice and simultaneously felt a hand clasping my shirt and shaking me hard. I roused and realised she was her.

“What happened?” I asked horrified.

“What…!! Can’t you see?”

“No, I can’t. It’s a bit dark in here.”

“Idiot. Check the time.” she shouted. I don’t like to be called an idiot, especially by a girl.

“It’s 12:55.” I said and then I froze. “Oh Fuck! No…!”

The library got closed with two of us remaining inside. An impulse of fear travelled across my body. I was frightened. So was she.

“So what we gonna do?” I asked.

“Call someone.” she said.

“Umm…I don’t have balance.”

“What? Don’t tell me. You don’t have balance even to make a miss call?”

“No, I don’t.  Why don’t you call by yourself?”

“My battery is died…idiot.” She again called me an idiot. Now this was enough. Although there was a simple solution to this problem. I could take out her SIM card and put it into my phone to make a call. But I thought if she’s that much intelligent, let her figure out this. And if she fails, I would never mind enjoying the company of a hot girl for the whole night.

“Oh God! There has to be some way. I don’t want to stay here all night.” She said in a crying voice. I felt guilty inside for making a girl feel bad. She finally sat on a chair next to me and held her forehead with her hands. I indulged in finding some ethical excuse for my unethical act. After all, God watches us all the time.

***

15 MINUTES LATER

I cleared my throat to break the silence.

“So do you have a boyfriend?” I asked finally to start conversation.

“Why all you guys have to ask the same question?” She howled in resentment.

“No…umm…just wondered. Heard you talking with a guy on phone a while ago.” I replied defensively.

“Ohk…yes I do.”

“That’s nice.” This was all I could manage to say. And again the silence induced. She wasn’t interested.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” I heard her voice a few minutes later.

“Nope.”

“Any crushes?”

“Nope.”

“Then?”

“I am in love.”

“Wow!” She exclaimed. I didn’t understand the reason of her over-reaction. Every third boy in this world is in love with some girl. Its a common phenomenon. Ok, it can be great for that particular individual, but why this girl had to intervene!

“Tell me something more.”

“Like what?”

“Everything…”

{…Continued in Next Chapter.}

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PS — The story starts with Chapter 1.

PS — Read its prequel: Chronicles of First Love.

PS — Watched “Oye Lucky Oye” tonight. Nice….

PS — It was my 13th movie since last three days.

PS — Terrorist attacks on India makes me feel nervous.

PS — Leaving for Bhopal tomorrow.

PS — Did Rahman dissappoint in Ghajini? I’d expected a lot better.

PS — Anyways, time to watch 14th movie – Max Payne.

PS — Adieu.