Regret – Part 2

It had been a week since the blissful night she called me. I became very restless and often got tempted to call her back. But at the same time, I did not want to create a bad impression about myself.

Finally, after 10 days I got the call from her again. I jumped and almost dropped my Galaxy Y in tension.

After nearly five full rings I picked up the call.

Me: Hello

Pooja: Hey Kesav. You remember me?

Me: Of course, why would you ask such a question?

Pooja: Then why didn’t you call me these many days. I was expecting that you will call me.

I didn’t know how to react. I was least expecting this kind of reaction from her. But at the same time felt very happy about it.

Me: I’m very sorry Pooja. I was really busy. I promise that from now on I will be in constant touch.

But her sniveling didn’t stop for quite a while.

Me: You are such a baby, you know that. Stop whining and let us talk about something else.

Pooja: Okay okay. Fine Mr.Kesav.

And she started to laugh. She really was a child. But I liked that character in her.

As months passed like a cloud in the sky gliding its way to bliss, Pooja became a very important person of my life. There were even days that I didn’t brush properly but not a single day went without talking to her. But still I had not met her in person.

Me: We surely are meeting this weekend.

Pooja: No yar. I have a function this weekend in my home and next weekend I’m going to Goa with my parents.

Me: Hey, this is not fair.

Pooja: Ha ha. Look now who is whining.

Me: You are going to Goa with you parents??? How wonderful…

Pooja: Shut up!

Me: Ha ha. So how is your college going on?

Pooja: Hmmm. It’s fine. So tell me about your company you are going to join.

Me: What? I have told about it a hundred times to you. And you never told about your college or about your studies. We have to talk about it now.

Pooja: The truth is I don’t like my college at all, Kesav. So I don’t want to talk about it. Please, will you leave the topic? Plz plz plz.

Me: Okay okay.

Her sweet voice was enough to drive me crazy and it made me do whatever she wanted.

I started to question myself if I am in love with this girl.  I had never seen her in person and she wanted me not to peek into Facebook and look at any of her photos. It really was tempting but couldn’t ignore her request. The fact that I might be in love with a girl whom I never saw sounded really crazy to me.

But what was that weird-in-a-good-way feeling I’m getting every time I talk to her? Every time I get her call? Every time I think about her? There should be some explanation for it, isn’t?

I guess love is crazy. Or Am I crazy!

But things turned out much crazier than I thought.

Me: What?

Pooja: Ya. Please don’t make me repeat it again.

Me: No I want to hear it again from you. Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee….

Pooja: Idiot. I think I have feelings for you which I can’t explain what it’s all about.

I was on cloud nine. It felt like a dream come true.

Pooja: Soooo?

Me: What so?

Pooja: What is your reply?

Me: How can I reply to something which even you are not sure of? First explain me that feeling which you can’t explain and then let me tell my reply.

Pooja: Okay. Fair enough. Though I have a lot of friends in my life, I never have initiated a conversation with someone. Especially not to boys. Only after some initial small talks and intros, I get close to someone. But something about you made me get your number from Shalini and call you myself. A step I never dreamt of doing ever in my life. Want to hear something crazier? I can’t believe that I’m expressing my feelings to you now in just a few months of our friendship without us even meeting once. Why am I doing all this? What’s the hurry? You tell na, Pls! Why am I behaving like this? Isn’t boys supposed to be the one to take the initiative?

Me: Ha ha ha.. Crazy indeed. But still you haven’t answered my question. You have just put more questions on the table and made it confusing.

Pooja: Oh Man, what else do you expect a girl to tell. This is the best, a girl can express. Now it’s your turn. Give me a straightforward answer.

Me: Oh, now you want a straight forward answer from me, is it? AREY PGLI MAIN BHI TUMSE PYAAR KARTA HUN……

Pooja: What? Hey, I don’t know Hindi.

Me: ha ha. Then learn it.

The next few days were very different. Now I was not talking to a friend, but to my love. Can I say it as Love?

Facebook: Status change

From Single to Confused!

I would never have guessed things would work out so easily in my life.

But I soon found out how wrong I was…

Everything seemed to go fine for our Hero… But what makes him not to see Pooja for 5 years???

Wait and see in the next part of the REGRET…..