An Untold Story (010)

Draft -> Delete -> Draft -> Delete

This vicious circle entrapped him.

An inability to express things ‘in person’ had once forced him to choose writing as a way off and now it was conjuring. She on the other hand was a live twitter: either stay within 140 characters or prepare yourself for a slaughter.

He deleted the draft for twelfth time. Things were not so continuing between them and he felt dejected, confused and lost.

“An e-mail! Really? Won’t it would portray me as pushy, dunderhead and perv considering that we aren’t that regular anymore?” questioned his left brain. “Are you insane? Whatever you’re writing is true. Expressing oneself is not wrong. Only this road is less taken by” replied the right counterpart. “But this is nothing new. I’ve had told her this a dozen times. Girls aren’t that obtuse!” left stood confused. “Rome wasn’t built in one day either. Reiterations braces solidity. Plus this would be an out of box kind of thing. She’ll cherish this” right tried its characteristic ‘acting out stories’ attempt. “What if she doesn’t? Long messages freak her out and this even crossed a page!” “Life isn’t limited to 140 characters. Firstly nothing shall happen. Secondly don’t you believe that everyone deserves a second chance? If anything otherwise happens, apologise. This is precisely why ‘sorry’ word got invented! Loose out man. Relax. Trust your instincts. They somehow already know what is correct”. Bang! A modified Steve Jobs was quoted by right in within no time.

“Your message has been send” flashed the screen. After thirteen attempts on that Friday evening, the ‘logical’ left was once again overpowered by ‘daydreamer’ right.

The next moment he experienced drapetomania.

He closed his eyes and made a wish.

Hope was all what he had!

An Untold Story (009)

A damaged friendship was the result of her obliviousness. A month after she forgot their meeting, silence had overpowered talking. Whatsapp’s pings got still, Facebook had an updated ‘close friend’ list and messaging was non-existent. 

Talking through numerous metro rides, they had nurtured care, trust and admiration. Ironically, on the day which marked exactly a year of their first metro ride, everything stood exterminated. Standing in front of each other in metro, they had nothing to talk. 

While she was clueless, he preferred being clueless.

Same route,

Same timing,

Same metro,

Today, everything was same but feelings.

An Untold Story (008)

5:59 PM, the watch displayed. Cautiousness and anxiety struck him simultaneously. During the next 60 seconds, he could not help but stare the door. “Heavy traffic she must be in” he whispered and believed this for next 23 minutes till he dropped a text. “Hey. Where are you? I’m at BBN.” “Shit. I’m so sorry. I am with a friend. I totally forgot.” was the reply.

He was dumbfounded.

Exactly at the same time, his order: meal for ‘two’ got delivered. Blankly he looked at waiter, passed on the card for swapping and left.

Maybe the distance had amplified, maybe he had expected too much!  

An Untold Story (007)

Blue ticks on Whatsapp were an indication that message was already read. 210 seconds was the delay in her next message. “How had you been doing? Long time” read the text. Before he could revert, another message followed. “Want to meet. Free tomorrow?” “Yes” “Great. Then 6 PM, BBN CP. See you tomorrow” And so the only conversation between ‘them’ that happened after a month ended.

‘Best Friends’ the poster hanging in front of him displayed. He stared skeptically.

An Untold Story (006)

Diwali was over and darkness at 06:30 PM symbolized an outset of winters. Through the gloom, Whatsapp’s white light flickered. “Hey” read the text. The message reminded him of their first conversation from last winters. Dumbfounded, he barely uttered anything then and had just smiled. Today was a different day with a different context however his expressions harmonised. Equally dumbfounded he reverted back with a smile “Hey”.

An Untold Story (005)

It had been almost a month now and Diwali had arrived. Although, soon after that day, things normalized yet something went missing between them. They hardly go out now. Whataspp indicator which once used to flash non-stop suddenly stopped blinking. Text smileys almost vanished and even the free Airtel calls dropped. Today, when entire nation was exchanging wishes, he quietly scrolled through their saved conversations. All he wanted was to decipher the missing warmth!

An Untold Story (005)

They had first met during last winter at a mutual friend’s wedding. Perhaps it was for the first time that computer science engineering helped him as he used all the concepts learned in past 3 years and created a unique “programmed” wedding gift. Everyone including Amyra, who was an engineer too, was impressed. Soon they got introduced via their mutual friend and ever since then, their friendship propagated exponentially. Today, she was his world!