Bestie : Why are you walking like this ?
Me : like what ?
B : Umm.. like different ..
M *obviously panicking* : different .. ha ha .. no , no , not at all.
B: Nopes, I know your walk. This is not you. Oh my god , did you ?
M *pretending hard to ignore*
B: Oh yes , you did. You did it again.
M: I did nothing.
B : What’s the count this time ? How was it , tell now !
M *giving up* : I lost a drunk bet for 100 squats. I can’t wait to get my thighs back to normal now.
B: Don’t. I like your slow walk. I have to run in my heels otherwise to catch up !
M: You are a sadist, you know !
This post is written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge. And slightly true event with me ????
Will it hurt your ego if I say,
I was trying to lighten the mood?
I do not even know where you are,
just thought to hypothetically check,
how willing are you, if asked for help !
She laughed at her silly attempt at rhyming and sent the email on its way to the stranger’s mailbox. The whole day passed in a blur. Later in the evening , she wrote another poem on the blog , this time about the friendships born out of need of the hour. Before logging out , she checked there were 10 new comments on the blog. Some guy Sahil had commented on all her recent poems. the last comment was on the latest poem –
“Friends in need, often are friends indeed. Even strangers can be well wishers”
Sahil .. She read the name aloud and smiled. The stranger had finally identified himself !
Story part 1
“Damn! What was I thinking” she cursed aloud as soon as she hit the send button on that email. But she was not going to write another email to explain , that was made sure by the call from the security desk. Her cab and gaurd were waiting fir her. She closed her laptop and ran out of the office. The friday had acted like monday but the weekend showed some hopes.
She made sure to hide her office phone over the weekend so she would not feel obliged to check emails or provide any updates on the issues. Monday morning, while in the cab she put the emails to sync and scrolled through to the bottom. The unknown sender has replied ,
Good try. I was not working , and why do you think I would meet strangers when I advised you against it ?
PS: Not that i would mind meeting you to hear your poetry in your own voice
PPS: did you really want to meet ? Just to prove a point ?
This was way out of proprtion, she mused. Time to set some thing straight …
( To be continued tomorrow or till I find a closure )
She was again the last one to be working and it was too late to go home alone. Just then she saw another email arrive in the inbox. No subject , unknown sender; she would usually delete such emails but today was too tired to process it. Wishing it not be another defect to be fixed “ASAP”, she opened it.
Nice blog. But is it safe to meet strangers as you did on weekend ?
~ A wellwisher
Well , for whatever reason, Some one did think of her. She smiled at the thought and hit reply
What is the wellwisher doing so late at work ? Care to drop me home, stranger ?
(To be continued when I get time to think about the stranger or the wellwisher .. )
“Somedays I wish i had kissed a guy before I first met you” she sighed.
“I never stopped you from doing that even today. Go ahead. Have some fun” he said looking at the stars spread in a mysterious pattern above him.
She kept silent, staring at the same stars and suddenly rising up she shouted, “Hurry up then, I need to go kiss someone before its late.” He knew better than to argue, so followed her as she ran down the valley towards their car.Once settled in her seat, she waited impatiently for him to do the same.
And then they kissed.
She grinned. He smiled.
“Hopeless nutcase. Can you not let me watch the stars in peace ever ?” He asked mocking anger
“This is for the guy you were before I met you. You sure have no objection right” she laughed as they drove back home.
The stars could wait, but not the ones they felt inside as the kisses grew bolder.