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Opposites Attract !!!

30 Sep

Since the last 17 years and 11 months of my life on this planet, I have happened to come across completely opposite personalities. It gives me an eerie feeling that my life is a working model of physics! Law of Electrostatics states that “UNLIKE CHARGES ATTRACT”……..

“Hi!!! Whatz up???” I typed with my free hand as I flipped the pages of my assignment.

“Nothing much, Sahana… Did u join my fb page???” Pat came the reply.

“No, I’m an atheist actually so I don’t really believe in any particular religion”

“It really matters to me…”‘ the phone buzzed with the message and then, silence….

A few weeks later, I was reading all the religious notes and the endless debates he was into with countless people. I was amazed at the amount of research he does, being a student himself. Again, opposites…

He is ardently into his faith, I’m floating in a trance… He is egoistic and aggressive, I’m calmer…. He’s so many things that I’m not… The biggest of all, he’s a Muslim, I’m a Hindu (by birth, not by choice)…

However gravity I may experience from his personality, I know we can’t be together…


Bloody Co-incidence…!!!

1 Sep

“I need a blue jeans, please… Dad, please, I know I have so many of them lying at home, but they are all faded…” I chimed as we approached a V2 store which was offering jeans on sale. I was so dead-on to get a navy pencil jeans, that I somehow managed to drive my father into the store and onto the second floor.

“Sahana, just one, find your fit and bring it down. I’m waiting in the lobby for your brother to shop”, Dad added and climbed down.

I tried 3 jeans of different fit and finally, I found 1 for me which was 2 size bigger than my usual fit. On a normal day, I would feel so sad and dejected but today I only felt anger and frustration at myself. I cursed myself all the time I walked back to return the misfit.

As I walked down the stairs, I spotted my dad and walked over to him, holding my pair of jeans. We were waiting for my brother to finish his scanning when I saw a guy looking for shirts. And BANG! He looked exactly like the chocolate boy in my class. I was astonished to see him working away at the shelves. I had to get a closer look. I tried to lounge around him and to my dismay, he was not the person I expected.

He had shorter hair, but the same curls, clean shaven face and taller frame. His sense of dressing was different too, as well as his voice.

“What a bloody coincidence…” I kept thinking all the way home……..

Look At Me…

19 Aug

He entered the room, his face stubbly with the reappearing beard and walked past my empty bench, as I kept searching for some sign of recognition in his eyes and my eyes, pleading him to stop and look at me. No, empty eyes, no hint or any tinge of “I-think-I-know-her” expression. That was so disheartening, especially after talking so much about a common subject.

But thankfully, my ‘bad diction’ friend was babbling about the chemistry assignment and that took my mind away from the huge disappointment I felt a few minutes ago. How could he not look at me??? I was wearing my favorite translucent white shirt, its kinda seductive but protective as well. Sigh, what’s the use….

Chemistry was interesting, because for the first time, I had finished an assignment. I know that is so not-like-me but I felt a the “accomplishment” kind of feeling, so yeah… It was good.

He walked past me again. I didn’t give a shit, of course, but still from the corner of my eye, I could see him standing on the aisle, waiting for his buddy. I couldn’t help but look at him, ready to force recognition in his eyes. Just then…

“Hey!!!”, he raised his long brows and my heart just sang in happiness…

“Hey!!! Bye…” I called out as I was walking out of the room. He smiled and returned the comment.

“What??? Why are you giggling like that???” I shot back at Shrishti.

“I’m not the only one smiling, everyone was looking kinda weirdly at you two” she snapped back, part giggling.

I’m still cross with him for not talking more or looking at me the way I wanted him to, but still I’m basking in the happiness. What a silly teenager I am…. 😛

Ah!!! Distractions Galore…

16 Aug

I really love watching blobs of raindrops sliding down my window pane and the sound of it on the tarpaulin of the metro platform. The rich shade of green that reflects off the trees and the jet black asphalt of roads just makes me go in a temporary trance of some sort. But this particular day I was definitely not in a mood to admire and drool over the wonders of nature. Thanks to my dad, he took me on a late driving practice. By the time I reached the train station, I was already 10 minutes late.

“Fuck, there goes my first seat…” I sighed every time the train paused.

The room was half filled already. I was cursing the rain and the train when I saw that the first seat lacked just one occupant. I was thrilled, partly for the fact that I had found a seat I wanted and also partly for the guy who was sitting on it with his friend. 

“Do you mind if I sit here?” I swooned with the sweetest voice I could use.

The boys hesitated but gave way to the corner side of the seat. I couldn’t help but listen their gawks and laugh along. After the class, the hunkie beside me was discussing music when I asked him, “Why are you called CHOCOLATE BOY?” He was a bit taken aback but after a short bout of silence he replied, smiling devilishly, “Because, I’m a flirt. I can really flirt very well, you know…”  All I could say was an interested UH-HUH… But unfortunately, I couldn’t see his face. How could I when I was hyper ventilating right beside him??? But 15 minutes flew away so fast, I couldn’t even realise. Now, all I wanna do is see him again……….. 🙂

Games Of The Subconscious

2 Aug

As I walked down the stairs of my new apartment, surrounded by small boys and their fascination with a new girl in the apartments, I saw him standing near the elevator with his tall friends. He was wearing a tux and so were his other friends. I looked at him and he looked back, intrigued by the fact that I was swarmed by kids. Suddenly no one was moving…

Back to February. It was 7:30 pm and Iwas walking towards the metro station with him.

“You look very egoistic, its hard to believe you are talking to a girl like me”, I worded carefully as I watched his huge eyes.

The next I remember was a bedroom instead of the parking lot. He lead me inside and laid me down on the king size bed. We lay there for like an hour, clothes to clothes. As I caressed his side fringe, he kissed my forehead gently. 

“I’m really sorry, Dhruv, but I have to go home. My parents would be worried about me.” Saying this, I kissed him back and hopped towards the tube. 

I hate it when the alarm interrupts such a beautiful dream. But two dreams about the same guy is not coincidence. I remembered instances from both the dreams when I felt insecure standing in front of him. If we go by what psychology says, its a way of the mind to tell me that I’m short of confidence. I guess it’s right, because I always felt an insufficiency whenever I saw him, that needs fixing. 

I somehow feel, I’ll meet him soon…

History Catches Up…

1 Aug

A surprise call

As much as I wanted to avoid it, it came as a full blown surprise this Sunday morning. My cousin brother who lives in the West called me up. To my dismay, he started complaining about my complacency. Of course, he doesn’t understand the credit limitations of a teenager despite the fact that he has just grown out of it. Knowing that now we have nothing new to talk about, he still poked around for something I might be hiding.

“Ajay, you are 21, you work and earn a living, and you don’t even have to give minutest details of your daily expenditures. How can you expect me to give up the meagre balance on my phone on STD calls???”

“Okay Ms. Busy and Broke, at least, you can tell me of your plans about coming here. I got word you are coming in December. Are you???”

“I am not sure, Ajay.”

“Sahana please… What will I do without you???”

I dreaded the last sentence. I was so desperately trying to swerve the subject of our discussion to a different direction but to no avail. That last statement of his made my heart boil with different emotions at the same time. However I might try but it brought the painful memories back into my mind….. 😦

Oops !!!

29 Jul

“HIT THE BRAKE!!!! SAHANA, HIT THE BRAAAKE….!!! ” and then came a scrunch and CRASH !!!


“Since you got up late, you are expected to go on driving practice with your aunt…”, Mom called out. As I blinked my eyes to the 8 am daylight, I loathed inside for the luxury of sleep which I borrowed. And now I had to pay it back. 11 am and I was still trying very hard to idle my time, enough to avoid the rendezvous with my aunt and her rash driving skills. But to no avail, I was sitting in the car, driving it around the parkway towards the back gates of the apartments. With no experience of slopes and ramps whatsoever, I played along like it was a normal road until a silver Honda came from nowhere and I rammed my Bee into it. Not much damage to my car but an enviable dent on the side board of the old man’s car. Poor guy, seeing a young girl like me behind the wheel, all he could say was “GRUNT”. I guess he hasn’t yet seen the inch deep dent I so generously inked on his vehicle.

From then I pledged, until I do not get a clearance certificate from dad, I’m not doing my aunt any favor by hitting the asphalt…

Despite the bad start, I hope the rest of my driving stint goes well. Won’t you pray for me… ???