“When I first met her”

A text message :

“Meet me at 5 PM today”

I almost jumped up with joy after reading it.Ah! so finally she decided to meet me. Yes me! Can’t you believe , you can but not I.My happiness knew no bounds.

Anyhow I controlled my feelings and more better myself.

Now the next I thought is I don’t want to be tizzy infront of her hence I started making plans.The first difficulty which came to me was what to gift , since we will be meeting after a long time and I can’t go empty handed.Who knows whether this opportunity will come again so anyhow I wished to make it unprecedented.To ease out the difficulty i started to make list of the items that I could give.

A Bouquet : appears as a very formal and                        obsolete… moreover it’s not her                       birthday.      – rejected

A Rose : It’s a good idea.I have read                                that rose is a symbol of …..Oh                         Love , what love ..we r friends                          only.               – rejected

A Teddy bear : Surely she will like it.But do                            I have to carry it? A big                                     teddy?No I won’t I will be                             embarrassed by people’s                                   sight.she’ll too.  – rejected

And for the next half an hour I keep making the list and rejecting it one by one by listing some fault.then suddenly my mind strike!!!!

What about giving a small plant?…Come on yaar , suppose while carrying it if soil will fell on her dress , you know what will happen the rest.       – rejected

So I was surrounded by these ridiculous ideas. I don’t have much opinion because I never visited shop of that kind.After considering on so much ideas I settled on Chococolates.Have you not seen the add. Of Silk on T.V. it’s review is too good.This would be best as there would be no questions moreover economical too.I am going silly here.Again I thought that could it not be the age old method? Then I thought myself that ‘if I goes on rejecting things like that …there is nothing I can give’. Anyway Chocolates were good.

It’s 3 PM now.I have to leave home by 4 PM.,so that I can reach there in time.I don’t want to offend her by waiting her long in the first meet.What if there would be traffic in the way? I should leave home by 3:30.In childhood , I remember the teacher who are strict , I used to go half an hour earlier to escape myself from being rebuked.

Usually I don’t pay much attention toward my look and my get up but that day was special one. But that day also due to lack of time , I end up the same as other day.It may be due to I kept thinking about her during my every action.In the way , I saw the side view mirror of car and I thought this would be nice place to see my face.As i glanced in the mirror  i exclaimed Oh what  the bad luck , I forgot to comb my hair in hurry.It was looking like somebody has given electric shock.I cannot go back to home otherwise it might be late , I thought.I gave two or three hands-on my hair to orient it and left it on its condition.Then I remembered about silk. .yaah it was in position safe.i relieved.

Anyway it’s our personal experience that when we reach early , the class starts late and when we reach late the teacher is already in classroom to welcome us by stick.I don’t know whether teacher came or not but I was standing there at 4:15. The traffic was smooth as it had been cleared for me especially.i was disappointed at my hurridness as I have to wait 45 min more.Every min there was like a three quarters of hour to me.

I wanted to utilise this time in doing homework? Guess which homework I am talking about.well you can’t let me tell you.From here my monologue starts.

Shashank , what will you do when u will first see her? Once again my thoughts started clashing.

Shake the hands?? Oye business ki koi deal final karne aate ho kya?

Hugs?? Wait , you are on meet ,not a date.Chappal khaoge usse aur agar sandal hua to apna head bachana.

So Okay…I will simply say Hii waving the hands ! Is that okay?

Yeah thats like a good boy.

I have spent next 40 minuites like this.I am certain that if somebody has seen like this in monologue, they would certainly say ..Sach me pagal ho Gaya hai.

Now it was unbearable.the clock has already striked five.Every minuites going was like an hour to me.I was moving too and fro and my movement was increasing with every minuites passed and so is my heartbeat.Several negative thought has occupied my brain.Will she not come? Has she fooled me or has she got any work to do ? In this case she must have informed me.The droplets of sweat can be seen on my forehead.

While I was thinking all this ,a voice sweeter than nightingale fall in my ear. Shashank….???yes she was there , I was more nervous than happy. She was in her favourite colour dress not mine otherwise I would have thought something else.I could not take off my eye on her ..then the inner voice again striked me.

Shashank, where is Hii! – Go to hell

Where are the chocolates – Go to hell

What are you doing – Staring , Staring at her .. What????

You ,a real scoundrel , control yourself 

       Me- mind your own business

She slowly came to me , I could barely say Hi…hi , stammering out of nervousness.

Before I could describe her beauty , her eyes ,her face , her appearance…. rain approached us! I was getting romantic now.

        Oh waoooo – Ye Mausam ki baarish

                                 Ye baarish ka pani

“Uth ja beta , ye baarish  ka pani nhi Tanki ka pani hai , 10 BJ Gaye hai din ke and Abhi tak so rha hai”…with that my Mom sprinkle some more water on my face and went away.

If it could be other day or dream I would have annoyed at Mom but today I was smiling.Smiling for no reason or the reason which only I knew.I have never slept more than 7AM anyday and today it was 10.my behaviour suddenly got nice toward everybody as it was a miracle.i was still thinking about the face which vanished at once before me.who can be she ? An illusion , a dream? I felt cheated because if I had described her beauty it’s easy to find her but now I had nothing , neither a clue , nor any help.

I realised pain in my back Oh I have fallen down from the bed…Oh so sad , I remembered that I have promised my friend that I would be present in today’s match , they must be calling me.i got up in haste and saw my mobile phone.

6 missed calls  

But no any messages!!!!!

                  – Shashank