We
didn’t speak a work and started walking back to the car. He
extended his hand to grab my finger…..i slipped my hands into his.
I
was friendlier than ever before with Meera.
We
went to “Persian Darbar” for dinner, Meera’s favorite
restaurant and I was totally fine with it :D
“Let’s
order that then”
“Hello
……yaa…..hello….. I can’t hear you….you ok? Where are you?
I
am having dinner.
Ya
im with her
I
browsed through the menu while he looked restless.
“No
it’s too late. Come along with me. I need to just check on her.
She’s partying with some friends at this club Bora Bora. We will
quickly go there and then ill drop you”
Vijay
sat beside her and held her close. She lay her head on his shoulder
and kept saying
She
fixed her stare at Vijay and repeated “you don’t realize whom you
love and who loves you”
“Nothing”
“Tell
me “
“Nothing
Vijay”
There
was a long pause
I
continued. “Is there something I should know?”
“About
you and Meera”
Vijay
halted the car.
“I
like you”
“
And
I like spending time with you ……..And we are discovering each
other”
I
turned my gaze“Everything
“ I wanted to say “ Nothing “ I said.
He
kept his hands on mine to assure something I believe. I was cold.
Questions
starting erupting like a volcano
“Does
Meera love Vijay?”
“Does
Vijay loves Meera ?”
“I
am progressing too quickly in this relationship?”
“
Is
this the time when Meera and Vijay should rekindle their feelings and
discover each other? “
“Am
I coming in their way?”
“Does
Vijay love me or he just likes spending time with me?”
My
daily alarm was ringing. I reached out to my phone in my bag.
Caller
: Vijay
“
I
am standing downstairs. Can you come down?”
I
started walking down.
“Haha
thanks……Go home and sleep Vijay. Sleep is what you need “I
replied.
“
Oh….
So I wasn’t invited “ I joked.
“
Meera”
I
froze.
“Ok
let’s speak tomorrow then”
My
happiness knew no bounds. I was bursting with joy.
While
they were still speaking of their common friends and alien incidents,
I was smiling for unknown reasons. Nothing had happened but I felt
good about everything.
The
following Monday seemed delightful. I took extra efforts to dress up.
Monday seemed like Friday. There were no morning blues. Red was the
color of the day.
I
came to my desk and pinged Vijay .He replied and we chatted until the
end of the day.
He
asked me if I’d like a ride back home and I readily agreed.
This
was how things went for the whole week.
It
was Friday and it was time for weekend plans. Vijay took me out for
dinner where we were supposed to discuss this. After much
brainstorming and Zomato-ing we landed at the Persian Darbar.
“It
better to be with a known enemy than an unknown friend” he said.
We
sat down and began to order.
“So
how hungry are you? Hungry hungry or normal hungry”
“Hungry
hungry “ I chuckled
“SO
let’s see………..There is this kebab platter which is good….I
had tried this the last time with Meera.”
We
chatted and ate. He spoke like a complete Business Analyst in real
life too.
Talking
to him seemed like I was reading a Business Requirement Document. At
times while he narrated things or explained them, I could picturize
tabular structures, flowcharts and pie charts.
We
were about to order for the main course when his phone rang.
Chalo
cool then take care”
“It
was Meera. I think she’s not fine. Let’s order quickly “ Vijay
said.
“ I
am not that hungry. Let’s leave “, I said.
He
didn’t say anything but he summarized his gratefulness and his
appreciation of my gesture in a smile.
“You
carry on Vijay I’ll take a cab”
I
didn’t want to add to his worries so I agreed to it.
We
drove to the club. It was dark and smoky inside. We spotted Meera.
She was sitting with a girl.
By
the looks of it , it was evident that they were drunk and high. Meera
saw us and got up . She hugged Vijay and it continued for a while.
She saw me and hugged me too.
She
introduced the girl as her elder sister, Natasha. We sat down.
Although fully drunk herself , Natasha kept on asking Meera not to
drink anymore . Meera kept blabbering “It’s my life. Don’t
teach me what to do”
“It’s
my life. Ask her not to preach”
In
sometime Natasha lost her cool. No sanity and a bad temper are a
dreadful combination I discovered that day.
Natasha
shouted “Oh yes it’s your life. You married that fancy NRI and
see what happened. OH yes it’s your life and see what misery you’ve
brought to mom and dad .Oh yes it’s your life and you don’t
realize whom you love and who loves you”
Vijay
interrupted and called for the bill. He then asked all of us to make
a move.
We
sat in the car and there was pin drop silence. He dropped Meera and
Natasha at their home.
We
continued. We didn’t speak to each other either.
“What
happened?”
“About
what?”
“Shes
my best friend ..what else do you want to know?”
“What
am I to you?”
“And…………”
“Look
let’s not spoil it by giving it some tag so early. Let’s go with
the flow…If something is meant to happen it will and why are you
bringing it all and what has Meera got to do with it”
He
dropped me at my home.
I
lay down to sleep.
I
kept thinking without reaching any conclusion. A new day had dawned.
105
missed calls.
It
seemed like he had a sleepless night too. I called him back.
“Hey
you were calling?”
What
didn’t occur to me while thinking the entire night, dawned upon me
in a minute.
I
knew what I had to do.
I
walked towards him. He looked sleep deprived with a confused
composure. I was sleep deprived but clear and light in my mind.
