unfound love
Thursday, August 21, 2008
SMS: Sweet Message Service!
“Who will get a mobile phone?! Definitely not me. It is such a pain on the neck and I can’t handle it.” This was the reaction when I persuaded him to get one. The mobile phones were getting less expensive and so were the calling rates and she already had a mobile! For one whole year he debated against until one fine day I get a call to my mobile from him. “Come soon to my place, we go and get a mobile for me, then a good connection plan, food at the hotel and then night stay.” I knew he will succumb to it, when he did to love, cant he for love?!
A brand new Sony Erricson with radio and a Hutch connection with unlimited free messages. Initially it was unlimited free and then they started charging money, but that never changed anything! So, the wireless communications began! Talks began to stretch beyond time and messages reminded them of the time! Electrons and love are the same. When excited, they can never be understood! And yet only when excited, they yield the maximum! It was earphones while cycling and speaker while working but never did the call get cut. He used to proudly flaunt the call timer when it exceeded three hours on a single call and I guess the timer gets stuck after that. The charger cable was always connected to the power. He did not want low battery to put a stop to anything.
It made them close, very close. Mobile phones are sure romantic. Talks from inside the sheets after everyone is asleep, talks from the top of the water tank during a full moon midnight and so many more romanticisms filled their routine. Distance just dissolved.
Yet one more counter that he was maintaining was his SMS counter. Sadly, it did not show beyond 9999 because the mobile phone manufacturer did not know that this guy will own one! The slightest displacement in coordinates of position was immediately updated and the smallest bark of the dog in her house was also transmitted. A minute without the buzz was the longest! Seriously, those were days.
I met him early morning whilst going for my research work. He was with a bandaged thumb. The reason, entire night it was continuous messaging. He could not bend his thumb because of the high speed and frequent messaging. His eyes looked swollen from lack of sleep but his heart was the happiest and a very fully functional brain, recollecting every single message of last night! Definitely, sweet message service.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
The First Date
This long silence is due to my deadlines and increasing work pressure. But yet again I find that this is a beautiful stress buster, thinking about these beautiful memories and the impact it has on our lives and the evolution that has occurred.
It was around 11.30PM. We were messaging each other and she was telling me about her confusions and the dilemma that was running in her mind. Her position was difficult and so was her confusions and it really needed courage to stay calm and focussed in a situation like this. Not getting panicked nor panicking parents and at the same time handling one love stuck guy who was not thinking of giving up at any point of time.
The message came to my mobile as a shock. Even I could not handle the excitement and the happiness. “ Its not that I don’t like him… I like him very much… and I don’t want to lose him… Am sure that things will change for the better. “
11.45 PM and I dialled his number with sweat strewn fingers. He picked up the phone even before the first ring could complete and he knew it was a call from me. And he also knew that a call at this time would mean that there is some news from me regarding her. He was impatient and when I read out the message to him, I could hear his heart crying out in happiness and his breath taking him to an elevated trance.
He was starting for his two month research internship the next day and he wanted to meet. His first date. After racking our brains from hours to find a reason to meet her ( the thought process fetched us ideas like, he having a dream about her dog not being well and wanting to wish it speedy recovery ! ) he settled on getting back the formula sheet he had given her. He called her, told her and she too agreed. He hopped on to my bike and we were soaring and tearing through 42 degree Celsius of summer heat. Only that it was hot only for me, not for him…
They met at the bus stand. May be not a romantic place for the first date, but definitely turned into the most beautiful place in spite of dust storms and diesel exhausts. Why do you need words all the time to do the conversation?! Though she did not tell him anything that day, he knew that she meant what she had messaged and she knew that he knew she did not tell it just for the sake of it. Eyes tell them all.
It was around 11.30PM. We were messaging each other and she was telling me about her confusions and the dilemma that was running in her mind. Her position was difficult and so was her confusions and it really needed courage to stay calm and focussed in a situation like this. Not getting panicked nor panicking parents and at the same time handling one love stuck guy who was not thinking of giving up at any point of time.
The message came to my mobile as a shock. Even I could not handle the excitement and the happiness. “ Its not that I don’t like him… I like him very much… and I don’t want to lose him… Am sure that things will change for the better. “
11.45 PM and I dialled his number with sweat strewn fingers. He picked up the phone even before the first ring could complete and he knew it was a call from me. And he also knew that a call at this time would mean that there is some news from me regarding her. He was impatient and when I read out the message to him, I could hear his heart crying out in happiness and his breath taking him to an elevated trance.
He was starting for his two month research internship the next day and he wanted to meet. His first date. After racking our brains from hours to find a reason to meet her ( the thought process fetched us ideas like, he having a dream about her dog not being well and wanting to wish it speedy recovery ! ) he settled on getting back the formula sheet he had given her. He called her, told her and she too agreed. He hopped on to my bike and we were soaring and tearing through 42 degree Celsius of summer heat. Only that it was hot only for me, not for him…
They met at the bus stand. May be not a romantic place for the first date, but definitely turned into the most beautiful place in spite of dust storms and diesel exhausts. Why do you need words all the time to do the conversation?! Though she did not tell him anything that day, he knew that she meant what she had messaged and she knew that he knew she did not tell it just for the sake of it. Eyes tell them all.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Watermelon
This is from our coaching class days. What all does he do so that he gets a glimpse of her, to remain in her proximity and to dream! Guys who are in love seldom care about embarrassing situations. Because, they just don’t care!
How many times did my new bike have starting troubles until she walked past us! How long will it take to tie the shoe laces? hmmm…until she finishes her doubts with the professor and until she comes down the stairs! He even took the wrong bus because she got into it! There was not a single chance he left when he was in his peak of ogling!
She walked to the bus stand. He told me that he will walk too. So, I was chatting with my friends after he left. He walked behind her, his mind filled with her laughter and her expressions. She stood waiting for the bus. He stood near her too. She smiled at him and he returned it. I had to cross the bus stand too. When I saw him still waiting for the bus, I thought I will give him company until her bus came. Suddenly, she climbed in to a share auto and left. He was disappointed. What else I was there for?! He hopped on to my bike and we went behind. She got down half way and caught a bus and when I over took the bus, she saw him! He was over joyed ! Who cares what she thinks!! He was on cloud nine!!
Yet another day, she left with her friend in her bike. He asked me to drop him near my place from where he can take a bus. I was driving slowly. Suddenly, he asked me to overtake them. I did ! Soon afterwards, he lost sight of them in the rear mirror. He asked me to stop. I told him that would be too odd to stop and wait for them. He never liked watermelons. He spotted a vendor nearby. He got down and bought one. I was surprised. Then they came into view. He paid him. Didn’t get the change back, climbed on with watermelon in his hands, but in front of my mouth. They we had a brilliant ride, I was munching the watermelon he was holding for me, he was looking at her and I think she was smiling! Not only her, I guess all the people who saw us were smiling!
Who cares?!!
How many times did my new bike have starting troubles until she walked past us! How long will it take to tie the shoe laces? hmmm…until she finishes her doubts with the professor and until she comes down the stairs! He even took the wrong bus because she got into it! There was not a single chance he left when he was in his peak of ogling!
She walked to the bus stand. He told me that he will walk too. So, I was chatting with my friends after he left. He walked behind her, his mind filled with her laughter and her expressions. She stood waiting for the bus. He stood near her too. She smiled at him and he returned it. I had to cross the bus stand too. When I saw him still waiting for the bus, I thought I will give him company until her bus came. Suddenly, she climbed in to a share auto and left. He was disappointed. What else I was there for?! He hopped on to my bike and we went behind. She got down half way and caught a bus and when I over took the bus, she saw him! He was over joyed ! Who cares what she thinks!! He was on cloud nine!!
Yet another day, she left with her friend in her bike. He asked me to drop him near my place from where he can take a bus. I was driving slowly. Suddenly, he asked me to overtake them. I did ! Soon afterwards, he lost sight of them in the rear mirror. He asked me to stop. I told him that would be too odd to stop and wait for them. He never liked watermelons. He spotted a vendor nearby. He got down and bought one. I was surprised. Then they came into view. He paid him. Didn’t get the change back, climbed on with watermelon in his hands, but in front of my mouth. They we had a brilliant ride, I was munching the watermelon he was holding for me, he was looking at her and I think she was smiling! Not only her, I guess all the people who saw us were smiling!
Who cares?!!
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
The search
The very first that a guy wants to know about his girl is her house and no one can just approach the girl and get to know where she lives. Especially when you have just spoken your first few words to her!
He so badly wanted to know where she lived and also wanted to see her silently from the outside taking in each second of her presence into his heart. He found out her address with her telephone number. She was far away, not reachable by foot or cycle. Well, after all which hero would want to walk or cycle or take the third transport, the bus. That is why you should have a friend who has a bike and is always eager to lend it for occasions like this. Its me for him!
It was 7 pm after dinner that he took off in my bike. Filled the tank with petrol to enable him get lost in the city if he didn’t find her place easily! And it was not easy for him because he has hardly driven a bike in the city. No license to drive doest not means no license to Love! The cops don’t matter as long as you don’t do something foolish and moreover he had his Institute identity card which can bail him out of more difficult corners.
It was like driving towards something that was attracting. He didn’t know how he steered the vehicle nor did he know how long he had driven but he could feel her coming close to him. He stopped to ask for directions to reach her faster. He stopped some stranger on the road and asked him. He was shocked with the reply because the stranger seemed to tell him the route to her house for the next 2 kms without missing a single landmark. For a second he thought the stranger was living just near her house! With his heart beat functioning as the horn to move other vehicles aside, he finally reached her house.
It was a flat with not many houses. He spotted her balcony and her study. Though he could not see her, he could feel her. He could feel her movements inside her house and may be did he hear her breathe?! I don’t know how long he stood outside feeling his love for her, but he returned the bike next day at college with a glow in his face!
He so badly wanted to know where she lived and also wanted to see her silently from the outside taking in each second of her presence into his heart. He found out her address with her telephone number. She was far away, not reachable by foot or cycle. Well, after all which hero would want to walk or cycle or take the third transport, the bus. That is why you should have a friend who has a bike and is always eager to lend it for occasions like this. Its me for him!
It was 7 pm after dinner that he took off in my bike. Filled the tank with petrol to enable him get lost in the city if he didn’t find her place easily! And it was not easy for him because he has hardly driven a bike in the city. No license to drive doest not means no license to Love! The cops don’t matter as long as you don’t do something foolish and moreover he had his Institute identity card which can bail him out of more difficult corners.
It was like driving towards something that was attracting. He didn’t know how he steered the vehicle nor did he know how long he had driven but he could feel her coming close to him. He stopped to ask for directions to reach her faster. He stopped some stranger on the road and asked him. He was shocked with the reply because the stranger seemed to tell him the route to her house for the next 2 kms without missing a single landmark. For a second he thought the stranger was living just near her house! With his heart beat functioning as the horn to move other vehicles aside, he finally reached her house.
It was a flat with not many houses. He spotted her balcony and her study. Though he could not see her, he could feel her. He could feel her movements inside her house and may be did he hear her breathe?! I don’t know how long he stood outside feeling his love for her, but he returned the bike next day at college with a glow in his face!
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Memories of Us
Since i started to write, let me pretend that I am going to write regularly and so goes this piece!
The best part in love and friendship is the endless gossip we have had. Me and he have chatted endless into the night on numerous group study ocassions over things that were either possible or impossible and we used to plan on how to win her parents attention and finally get her!! Most of the ideas were rolling-on-the-ground- laughable ones and we can never forget any!!
one such idea : He was supposed to take a scooter to her house and then pull the air from the tyres. Then he would push it for sometime and get soaked in sweat. With all the sweating, he should park the scooter in front of her house and then ring her bell. Her father would open the door. He introduces himself to her dad and tell that his scooter tyres are damaged and that he is very tired from pushing it! And then he would ask...
Uncle.. can i have your daughter?!
I mean..err... some water!!
We used to pull his legs with these lines every time we got an opportunity!
Yet another crazy incident which was very daring!
He had to give a give a seminar in our class about Binary computers. The problem with him is that, he is too sincere. The professor who gave him the responsibililty was a funny guy ( I need a seperate blog to write about the prof! ) and he came and sat down in his place when he proceeded to take the seminar. I and my gang were sitting in the last bench in the seminar room and just before our row was our professor. After making a lot of funny faces behind the prof's back, we tried to follow our dear friends seminar. He was making the whole class cry. We would have better endured our prof's lecture!! He got into the teacher mood and started to dictate notes and give us problems to work out!
How long can a group of innocent students be butchered by a fellow classmate?! So, it was time for action! We took a nice clean A4 sheet. Wrote in bold and big letters " I love you... SHE " and we were holding it up from the last bench above our prof's head! That was enough to trickle down his class taking and dictation. We could see his cheeks going red from blushing and he started to smile suddenly! The prof decided that he was losing interest and concentration in giving the seminar and promptly launched into his lecture. His lecture instantly put us to sleep and we spend the rest of the class happily dreaming!
Watch out for the next episode : He finds her house !! :) Stay tuned !!
The best part in love and friendship is the endless gossip we have had. Me and he have chatted endless into the night on numerous group study ocassions over things that were either possible or impossible and we used to plan on how to win her parents attention and finally get her!! Most of the ideas were rolling-on-the-ground- laughable ones and we can never forget any!!
one such idea : He was supposed to take a scooter to her house and then pull the air from the tyres. Then he would push it for sometime and get soaked in sweat. With all the sweating, he should park the scooter in front of her house and then ring her bell. Her father would open the door. He introduces himself to her dad and tell that his scooter tyres are damaged and that he is very tired from pushing it! And then he would ask...
Uncle.. can i have your daughter?!
I mean..err... some water!!
We used to pull his legs with these lines every time we got an opportunity!
Yet another crazy incident which was very daring!
He had to give a give a seminar in our class about Binary computers. The problem with him is that, he is too sincere. The professor who gave him the responsibililty was a funny guy ( I need a seperate blog to write about the prof! ) and he came and sat down in his place when he proceeded to take the seminar. I and my gang were sitting in the last bench in the seminar room and just before our row was our professor. After making a lot of funny faces behind the prof's back, we tried to follow our dear friends seminar. He was making the whole class cry. We would have better endured our prof's lecture!! He got into the teacher mood and started to dictate notes and give us problems to work out!
How long can a group of innocent students be butchered by a fellow classmate?! So, it was time for action! We took a nice clean A4 sheet. Wrote in bold and big letters " I love you... SHE " and we were holding it up from the last bench above our prof's head! That was enough to trickle down his class taking and dictation. We could see his cheeks going red from blushing and he started to smile suddenly! The prof decided that he was losing interest and concentration in giving the seminar and promptly launched into his lecture. His lecture instantly put us to sleep and we spend the rest of the class happily dreaming!
Watch out for the next episode : He finds her house !! :) Stay tuned !!
Monday, July 16, 2007
Here goes again
Its been a long time again. I think am being an observer and assimilating things. But the truth is that there are so many things that words fail to express. I dont want bad feelings due to the miscommunications through words.
Yet again, i am finding reasons to justify why I didnt write. The truth is that, since the sitation is beyond happiness, I am soaking in the happiness and not concentrating on writing. But yeah, I have to make the happiness write atleast!!
It been another 6 months. And the following months are going to be very different. It like subjecting your love to tests of distance and work. I can feel his anxious last month home and the urge to communicate more with her. The more he speaks, he more he wants to. The more she listens to him, the more she wants him to speak. They are going to different places on a mission. The mission luckly being the same! To get settled soon!
The most beautiful thing between them is the understanding. I guess it more due to respect they have for eachother. He is comfortable with her silence too. And when the silence is broken after a long time, its yet another feeling that is out of the world. Makes every second he waited worth!
Well, there are a lot more things i would like to write.. but then.. I need to allows the suspence to flow too!! Ahem.. the truth is that am a bit displaced in my current position and once i get back, there is no stopping!!!
until then...!!! ( Hopefully not another 6 months !! )
Yet again, i am finding reasons to justify why I didnt write. The truth is that, since the sitation is beyond happiness, I am soaking in the happiness and not concentrating on writing. But yeah, I have to make the happiness write atleast!!
It been another 6 months. And the following months are going to be very different. It like subjecting your love to tests of distance and work. I can feel his anxious last month home and the urge to communicate more with her. The more he speaks, he more he wants to. The more she listens to him, the more she wants him to speak. They are going to different places on a mission. The mission luckly being the same! To get settled soon!
The most beautiful thing between them is the understanding. I guess it more due to respect they have for eachother. He is comfortable with her silence too. And when the silence is broken after a long time, its yet another feeling that is out of the world. Makes every second he waited worth!
Well, there are a lot more things i would like to write.. but then.. I need to allows the suspence to flow too!! Ahem.. the truth is that am a bit displaced in my current position and once i get back, there is no stopping!!!
until then...!!! ( Hopefully not another 6 months !! )
Monday, December 04, 2006
Beginning of a new beginning
It takes time to realise love. When you do, its difficult to find the ground beneath your feet! Guess thats bliss!
Its been a year since I wrote. Dec 5 2005, Monday was the last one. On Dec 5 2006, Tuesday I start again "Beginning of a new beginning ".
Did a year really pass by?! It like i've just posted my last observation! There has been a lot of changes. In me, in him and in her.
HE is doing great. Just awesome. And so is she. There have been days when he missed her, missed her like he missed breathing. There were nights when he could just not sleep, nor close his eyes.
There were nights when she could not sleep either. She said " I just dont want to open his mail and read now. Its going to make me miss me teribbly and I dont want to cry here, now". She really didnt open his mail when she was far away from him!!
What are the states of matter? People will say 3. Solid, liquid and gas. People of science may include one more, Plasma. But I do realise, there is yet another state, Love. The most complex one to understand. But the most simplest state prevalent everywhere. Just that many fail to realise it!!
Now that I have started to write again, I guess this time I wish to do justice to their emotions. Least I can offer towards the greatest bond between us.
Its been a year since I wrote. Dec 5 2005, Monday was the last one. On Dec 5 2006, Tuesday I start again "Beginning of a new beginning ".
Did a year really pass by?! It like i've just posted my last observation! There has been a lot of changes. In me, in him and in her.
HE is doing great. Just awesome. And so is she. There have been days when he missed her, missed her like he missed breathing. There were nights when he could just not sleep, nor close his eyes.
There were nights when she could not sleep either. She said " I just dont want to open his mail and read now. Its going to make me miss me teribbly and I dont want to cry here, now". She really didnt open his mail when she was far away from him!!
What are the states of matter? People will say 3. Solid, liquid and gas. People of science may include one more, Plasma. But I do realise, there is yet another state, Love. The most complex one to understand. But the most simplest state prevalent everywhere. Just that many fail to realise it!!
Now that I have started to write again, I guess this time I wish to do justice to their emotions. Least I can offer towards the greatest bond between us.
