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Part 2:
Geet entered her apartment with a smile on her face. She took the elevator to the 7th floor and entered her suite, which she shared with her two friends, Trishna and Sharon.
They all had their own rooms but shared a common living room and kitchen. As Geet opened the door to the suite, Trishna was just coming out of the bathroom. Trishna was tall with a model like figure and shoulder length black curly hair. She was wearing a white tank top and black pajamas. Even though she had just woken up, her hair was all in place and she also had light makeup on.
Trishna: Geet tu na kabhi nahi sudhregi, itnay freezing weather mein bhi nikal gayi jogging ke liye.
Geet: Tu bhi nahi sudhregi, itni freezing mein bhi tank pehni hui hai. You know the heating is terrible at this place, we soo need to complain. Aur haan what's the need for so much makeup early in the morning?
Trishna: Come on Geet, I love this tank, makes me look so hot, she said pulling her hair to a side and doing a modeling pose.
Geet just rolled her eyes.
Trishna attended NYU's Tisch School of Arts as an undergraduate. She was into acting and all. Geet and Sharon were both in the College of Arts and Science. Geet had met her at an orientation and they both decided to be suitemates.
Geet: Looking hot is not gonna make you feel hot stupid, she said to Trishna nudging her shoulder.
Aur waisay bhi it's not like Vikram is here to see how hot you look, and me and Sharon could care less.
Trishna: Oh please call my sweetu Vicky ok. And don't you know him, he can pop up anytime. Plus it's a Sunday today and he's not very busy.
Geet didn't want to get started because Trishna could go on and on about her boyfriend. She kept blabbing and Geet had to resist putting her fingers in her ears.
Geet: Ok ok Trish, I get ya, Vicky is the best bf in the world and you love him sooo much, now let me go and have breakfast.
She had taken off her sneakers and was now heading to the kitchen. She felt the shawl around her and was reminded of that sweet taxi driver. A dazed smile was plastered on her face as she entered the kitchen tightly hugging the shawl around her.
Sharon: Geet'Geet?
Geet: Huh..Geet said looking up at Sharon, who had her hair up in a bun, her glasses were on the tip of her nose, and she was wearing a pink pajama suit.
Unlike Trishna, Sharon was really into her studies and not the type to care much about looks. She was Christian and South Indian. Before she met Geet and Trishna she barely spoke any Hindi. But now after watching all Bollywood movies possible it seemed like she knew just as much Hindi as the other two, if not more, and her craze for Bollywood sometimes really worked against Trish and Geet, like now.
Sharon moved up towards Geet putting the spatula she was using to fry the omelette down.
Sharon: Oh wow she said feeling the shawl'Lal dupatta and all huh? She said winking. Geet you never wear such things so why today? She said while feeling the texture of the shawl.
Geet looked down and noticed it was no ordinary pashmina shawl, it had red beads all around shaped into hearts.
Geet: It's not a lal dupatta, it's a shawl.
Sharon: I know that! Duh?! Tere paas aya kaisay?
Trish walked in too saying "Haan Geet I noticed it too, you never had it before."
Geet: Woh'Geet closed her eyes remembering the taxi driver and his eyes'.oh those eyes'she came out of her reverie..Woh I was in a freezing taxi and the driver was Indian so he gave it to me. Some passenger left it before.
Sharon: Hmmm, interesting, she said examining it, doesn't seem old or anything, looks perfectly new and smells new too, she said bringing it to her nose.
Trish: OMG Sharon!!! Stop obsessing over a damn shawl now! And Geet Ahhh tell me more about the sweetu, was he hot?!!!!!
Geet: Oh come on Trish, just stop it!! You know I don't like talking about these things. And to answer your question, I only saw his eyes'.they were a blue green color.
Sharon: OMG OMG Hrithik Roshan eyes Ahhh.
Trish: Geet! Tunay mujhsay kuch nahi seekha? Eyes pe hi atak gayi'us kay biceps kaisay thay, Abs kaisay thay?
Geet: OMG Trish, for godsakes how on Earth am I supposed to see his Abs!? This is the freakin winter and hello I wasn't at the beach that some guy would be getting openly nanga puthanga. I was in a taxi and sheesh I don't even know how old the guy was!
Trish: Oh my sweet innocent Geet. There are other ways to see a guy's Abs. She winked, kyun Sharon? They both laughed and hi-fived each other.
Geet: You guys are the limit! Besharam #1 and 2!!! Puke..she said heading off to her room.
Trish called after her: Don't worry tera time bhi aaeyga!
Geet just rolled hers. I need to study so am off. I haven't forgotten that we have finals this week.
Geet spent a good portion of the afternoon studying quietly in her room. Then it was time for lunch and Geet came out of her room.
Geet: Hey Trish, Sharon I am heading over to Starbucks for some coffee, you wanna join me?
Trish came out all dressed up with high-heeled black boot and a nice sweater top.
Trish: Sorry babes I got a date with Vicky. He just got off from work.
Geet: disappointed. Fine ditch me like that she pouted.
Trish laughed and hugged Geet and left.
Geet: Have fun.
Trish: You know I will. She winked.
Geet: shaking her head. Oh God! This girl is impossible.
Geet: Sharon'you wanna come and grab a coffee,
Sharon came out of her room hands laden with books and fixing up her falling glasses. Ahh actually Geet I am heading over to the library to study with Jai. I promised him we would study together.
Geet: Fine guess it's me on my own then.
Geet left the house with a review book in her hand. She wrapped the shawl around herself. Then thought why am I still wearing this shawl. She then reasoned that "Ahh Geet stop thinking so much you wore it because it looks nice and is matching ur clothes too, yeah"..so she headed off. The sun was out now and it wasn't as cold. She walked down a few blocks to Starbucks.
She ordered her coffee which came out to $4.25 and looked around for a place to sit. There was only one empty seat.
A young guy with nicely gelled black hair was sitting at a corner table for two. He had his laptop in front of him so she couldn't see his face.
It was the only empty seat and she decided to walk over and ask for it.
Geet: Excuse me, is anyone sitting here? she asked.
The guy put down the screen to his laptop and looked directly at her. And again Geet saw those very same blue green eyes that had been haunting her mind since the morning but this time they were behind frameless glasses.
His face was very handsome otherwise too. He was wearing a black suit and dress pants and a dark navy blue tie on top of a light blue dress shirt. He smiled at her and Geet felt weak in the knees. OMG it was the most perfect smile ever.
Guy: No not at all please have a seat. Studying for finals I believe? He said looking over at her review book.
Geet: Yes.
Guy:Hmm yea, studying at NYU is not a joke.
Geet who was yet to get over his eyes, now noticed his voice. OMG his voice sounds so familiar too she thought.
Geet put down her coffee on the table. Why did everything about this man remind her of the taxi driver?
She decided to go to the bathroom and wash her face, she was just imagining too much.
Her review book and coffee was kept on the table and she excused herself. In the bathroom she fought with herself but his eyes and voice are so familiar. I know those eyes and can't be mistaken. Maybe he was wearing contacts! Contacts and glasses on top..really now Geet? Ugh she decided to just calm herself. Whatever she was just gonna get up and leave the place without looking at him.
Maybe her mind was just hallucinating after all that studying, the coffee should help she thought.
She went back to the table and the guy wasn't there and so wasn't her coffee.
Geet: OMG, damn chor kahin ka!! Ran away with my coffee. Then she noticed a little napkin folded neatly on the table.
She opened it up, it said '" I told you you owed me one, exactly $4.25 for that coffee 😊, MSK and below that was written his number.
OMG Geet let out a gasp'.so he was the taxi driver. Then Geet thought back...OMG that is how he knew I went to NYU, he dropped me to the residence hall himself. She looked down at the napkin! Nice way to get back your money mister, very clever, she smiled. But this guy was mysterious indeed''..
Precap: To meet or not to meet, that is the question?
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Edited by desigirl_18 - 13 years ago
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