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hey guys...again i m here with an os...it is very different from d3. i read this and just wanted to share its taarey version...so here it is...
and ya this time i m not sending any pms...bcoz itne zyada pms bhejne k baad achha responce nahi milta to kaisa lagta hai ye sabhi writers ko pata hoga...anyways today is my exam...plz wish me luck...
Coffee and Conversations
Just like everyday, I went to Mocha near my home in the afternoon.
It had been my routine for past few months now ' ever since I quit a well paying and respectable job of senior journalist with a leading magazine to write my book.
Sometimes I wondered if the pledge was worth-taking but that I will save for another story.
So I had barely settled into the
corner-most sofa; my regular seat and plugged in the charger when i saw a young group burst inside the cafe. They announced their mood by the noise they made! 6-7 young adults, I think they worked in some office nearby and their boss must
have been away or something.
"Unfocused grown-ups",
I grumbled to myself and started settling-in.
Worse was they took a table right adjacent to mine, so I mentally prepared myself for a not-so- productive day at work.
Their order was big and their jokes loud so within a few minutes, I succumbed to mindless surfing and only to start typing after they left.
I was looking for a steward when I noticed her, the flamboyant girl from their group. Wearing a dark overcoat and smart boots, she looked chic. Her long hair perfectly accentuated her thin face, and for a second i thought she must be a model. But a look at her colleagues' faces dispelled my assumption.
Anyways she was standing and
looked the most animated. On a
particular joke cracked by someone on their boss, i couldn't stop myself from laughing. Thats when she turned around and noticed me.
Seeing me laugh at their lame joke,she returned back a senile smile.Rest of her group caught on our looking at each other and
immediately hooted her. I hoaxed being immersed in my laptop once again, however my ears were glued to their conversation now. I heard
one of the guys saying, "Taani is
becoming popular here also haa?"
Another one added, "Taani also likes him, did you see the way she stared back?"
But the diva, oops Taani laughed at them to try and change the topic.
A steward who knew I was their
regular came to me and asked,
"What will you have today Reyaansh sir? Your regular latte?"
Now I am not a flirtatious person- I am actually very shy, but I don't know what happened to me and I said, "Yes. Actually make it 2. One for that table for Miss Taani. Tell her its from me." He winked and went away.
I tried very hard to hear them talk as he served 'the' coffee to their table but I couldn't. However, she accepted the free coffee and their entire group thanked out aloud back to me. I smiled and started sipping mine.
Their stay at the cafe continued
for another 40-45 minutes or so and they left. I could see Taani walking out and turning around a couple of times to see and smile back at me. Not knowing what exactly to do or how to ask her out, I feebly grinned at her.
Once they left, I got down
to my work and by evening had
almost forgotten the incident.
The next day however, as i stepped inside the cafe, I saw Taani along- with her friend sitting exactly at the same table where her group hung-out yesterday. I passed a smile at the counter and signalled him for 2 lattes today as well, and went to sit on 'my' couch. Again no obvious words were exchanged between us, the steward served her and me the same coffee and Taani returned back her smile.
Strangely, neither of us could get up from our seats and walk to the other to start a dialogue. Or maybe we didn't want to. She had her coffee, stole occasional glances at me (and i too returned favors) and left in about an hour or so.
The routine continued the next day and the day after. It went on for 4 days. My already sky-high coffee bills had now increased but I surely didn't complain. Infact for the next
day, I had decided that I will join her on her table instead of going to mine, and at least have some basic chat. After all, its the guy's job to make the first step always even if he is too shy.
'Coffee & Conversations' written on big, bold letters on the cafe glass- front only increased my confidence, as I approached the main-door.
Today however, something was
strange. For once Taani wasn't
sitting on her routine table. She was instead sitting at another corner of the cafeteria. Next she wasn't sitting with her friend, but a guy instead, a handsome looking one in
fact. They didn't look too cosy to
be counted as being in a
relationship, but they looked quite engrossed in their discussion. I had to take an immediate call ' I decided not to pursue the plan and rather walked to my regular seat. I
still smiled at her, and she smiled back. The mindful Mocha staff themselves served me my regular latte and took one to her table, which she again accepted.
I was confused. But I couldn't do
anything. Her random stares and
smiles were still there, though I
didn't react too much to them
today. After a while, again she left with that guy. That day I couldn't write anything and kept wondering why that happened.
The next day was a Sunday and I
normally didn't go to the cafe, but decided to make an exception. I didn't carry my laptop because I knew I couldn't work anyways. A lot more surprises awaited me. Her
friend was back to give her company and even before I could settle down on my seat, she had ordered my regular latte for herself and me. She was also dressed much more impressively today, than any of the previous few days i had been seeing
her. My confusions had no answers and so I had to talk to her today but couldn't decide when' ...I picked up my mug and just walked upto her seat and offered, "Hi Taani, I am Reyaansh. Can I sit with
you girls today?" She smiled and
looked at her friend who nodded
back.
I pulled a chair and sat with them. For the first time I got to look at her from so close and she looked perfect. Infact comparing her features to any of the movie stars would be an understatement. Her complexion was flawless. But the most attractive feature was her
eyes ' they were so deep and so
bright that I could stare in them
for years. Anyway neither of us talked for the next couple of minutes so i broke the ice, "So Taani do you live nearby? I notice you also come here
everyday.." she started smiling again and nodded a yes.
Her friend replied, "Yeah we live
quite nearby and our office is also next door. We both are best
friends by the way."
'Great' I thought. 'She must be a
very shy girl' I thought again
because she didn't speak anything yet, just quietly sipped her coffee. So I spoke again, "Well I am Reyaansh, a writer by choice and by profession too." and offered my hand for a shake. First touch ' as she shook my hand. Her friend said, "Well Taani works with BPTL in
admin dept and'" I cut her short, "Can i talk to her
please? This cup isn't titled coffee and conversations for nothing" and picked the coffee-mug barging at her friend irritatingly. Taani touched my hand, as if trying to stop me. I turned to look at her, but she stared down the floor. I turned again to her friend for
footnotes. She said, "Well Taani is mute by birth. She can do
everything perfectly but couldnt speak. She is leading a team of 4 people at her office, and she topped the entire university during her graduation. You see, she is better than most normal people around. I understand
and know everything about her,
thats why'"
For a minute I became numb. I
gazed at Taani, she was still looking down as if she was caught guilty of something.
Such a lovely person and she cant
speak? Is almighty really that
unfair? I mean look at her, she can come across as an eye-stealer, a winner in a group of thousand people easily, yet people would look down upon her because she cant speak?
However it couldn't affect me the-least, and to the in
numerous coffees I had in past few days staring and imagining my
conversations with her'I felt a tear dropping down Taani's
cheek and it fell on the table.
Her friend moved her hand to her face to wipe it off. I caught her hand in middle and pushed it back, and instead brought mine to wipe her teary face. "I love you" I told her.
She looked up into my eyes. I could sense a little pain being hidden in her eyes too, besides their liveliness. But my intense look startled her and her smile was back.
I announced again, "I really really
love you. Don't worry, I am a writer so I always wanted a companion who likes to read me than just hear me."
Taani's pretty smile widened and she hide herself in my chest and i wrapped my hands around her giving her a promise that i m with her always and forever.
Just like everyday, I went to Mocha near my home in the afternoon.
It had been my routine for past few months now ' ever since I quit a well paying and respectable job of senior journalist with a leading magazine to write my book.
Sometimes I wondered if the pledge was worth-taking but that I will save for another story.
So I had barely settled into the
corner-most sofa; my regular seat and plugged in the charger when i saw a young group burst inside the cafe. They announced their mood by the noise they made! 6-7 young adults, I think they worked in some office nearby and their boss must
have been away or something.
"Unfocused grown-ups",
I grumbled to myself and started settling-in.
Worse was they took a table right adjacent to mine, so I mentally prepared myself for a not-so- productive day at work.
Their order was big and their jokes loud so within a few minutes, I succumbed to mindless surfing and only to start typing after they left.
I was looking for a steward when I noticed her, the flamboyant girl from their group. Wearing a dark overcoat and smart boots, she looked chic. Her long hair perfectly accentuated her thin face, and for a second i thought she must be a model. But a look at her colleagues' faces dispelled my assumption.
Anyways she was standing and
looked the most animated. On a
particular joke cracked by someone on their boss, i couldn't stop myself from laughing. Thats when she turned around and noticed me.
Seeing me laugh at their lame joke,she returned back a senile smile.Rest of her group caught on our looking at each other and
immediately hooted her. I hoaxed being immersed in my laptop once again, however my ears were glued to their conversation now. I heard
one of the guys saying, "Taani is
becoming popular here also haa?"
Another one added, "Taani also likes him, did you see the way she stared back?"
But the diva, oops Taani laughed at them to try and change the topic.
A steward who knew I was their
regular came to me and asked,
"What will you have today Reyaansh sir? Your regular latte?"
Now I am not a flirtatious person- I am actually very shy, but I don't know what happened to me and I said, "Yes. Actually make it 2. One for that table for Miss Taani. Tell her its from me." He winked and went away.
I tried very hard to hear them talk as he served 'the' coffee to their table but I couldn't. However, she accepted the free coffee and their entire group thanked out aloud back to me. I smiled and started sipping mine.
Their stay at the cafe continued
for another 40-45 minutes or so and they left. I could see Taani walking out and turning around a couple of times to see and smile back at me. Not knowing what exactly to do or how to ask her out, I feebly grinned at her.
Once they left, I got down
to my work and by evening had
almost forgotten the incident.
The next day however, as i stepped inside the cafe, I saw Taani along- with her friend sitting exactly at the same table where her group hung-out yesterday. I passed a smile at the counter and signalled him for 2 lattes today as well, and went to sit on 'my' couch. Again no obvious words were exchanged between us, the steward served her and me the same coffee and Taani returned back her smile.
Strangely, neither of us could get up from our seats and walk to the other to start a dialogue. Or maybe we didn't want to. She had her coffee, stole occasional glances at me (and i too returned favors) and left in about an hour or so.
The routine continued the next day and the day after. It went on for 4 days. My already sky-high coffee bills had now increased but I surely didn't complain. Infact for the next
day, I had decided that I will join her on her table instead of going to mine, and at least have some basic chat. After all, its the guy's job to make the first step always even if he is too shy.
'Coffee & Conversations' written on big, bold letters on the cafe glass- front only increased my confidence, as I approached the main-door.
Today however, something was
strange. For once Taani wasn't
sitting on her routine table. She was instead sitting at another corner of the cafeteria. Next she wasn't sitting with her friend, but a guy instead, a handsome looking one in
fact. They didn't look too cosy to
be counted as being in a
relationship, but they looked quite engrossed in their discussion. I had to take an immediate call ' I decided not to pursue the plan and rather walked to my regular seat. I
still smiled at her, and she smiled back. The mindful Mocha staff themselves served me my regular latte and took one to her table, which she again accepted.
I was confused. But I couldn't do
anything. Her random stares and
smiles were still there, though I
didn't react too much to them
today. After a while, again she left with that guy. That day I couldn't write anything and kept wondering why that happened.
The next day was a Sunday and I
normally didn't go to the cafe, but decided to make an exception. I didn't carry my laptop because I knew I couldn't work anyways. A lot more surprises awaited me. Her
friend was back to give her company and even before I could settle down on my seat, she had ordered my regular latte for herself and me. She was also dressed much more impressively today, than any of the previous few days i had been seeing
her. My confusions had no answers and so I had to talk to her today but couldn't decide when' ...I picked up my mug and just walked upto her seat and offered, "Hi Taani, I am Reyaansh. Can I sit with
you girls today?" She smiled and
looked at her friend who nodded
back.
I pulled a chair and sat with them. For the first time I got to look at her from so close and she looked perfect. Infact comparing her features to any of the movie stars would be an understatement. Her complexion was flawless. But the most attractive feature was her
eyes ' they were so deep and so
bright that I could stare in them
for years. Anyway neither of us talked for the next couple of minutes so i broke the ice, "So Taani do you live nearby? I notice you also come here
everyday.." she started smiling again and nodded a yes.
Her friend replied, "Yeah we live
quite nearby and our office is also next door. We both are best
friends by the way."
'Great' I thought. 'She must be a
very shy girl' I thought again
because she didn't speak anything yet, just quietly sipped her coffee. So I spoke again, "Well I am Reyaansh, a writer by choice and by profession too." and offered my hand for a shake. First touch ' as she shook my hand. Her friend said, "Well Taani works with BPTL in
admin dept and'" I cut her short, "Can i talk to her
please? This cup isn't titled coffee and conversations for nothing" and picked the coffee-mug barging at her friend irritatingly. Taani touched my hand, as if trying to stop me. I turned to look at her, but she stared down the floor. I turned again to her friend for
footnotes. She said, "Well Taani is mute by birth. She can do
everything perfectly but couldnt speak. She is leading a team of 4 people at her office, and she topped the entire university during her graduation. You see, she is better than most normal people around. I understand
and know everything about her,
thats why'"
For a minute I became numb. I
gazed at Taani, she was still looking down as if she was caught guilty of something.
Such a lovely person and she cant
speak? Is almighty really that
unfair? I mean look at her, she can come across as an eye-stealer, a winner in a group of thousand people easily, yet people would look down upon her because she cant speak?
However it couldn't affect me the-least, and to the in
numerous coffees I had in past few days staring and imagining my
conversations with her'I felt a tear dropping down Taani's
cheek and it fell on the table.
Her friend moved her hand to her face to wipe it off. I caught her hand in middle and pushed it back, and instead brought mine to wipe her teary face. "I love you" I told her.
She looked up into my eyes. I could sense a little pain being hidden in her eyes too, besides their liveliness. But my intense look startled her and her smile was back.
I announced again, "I really really
love you. Don't worry, I am a writer so I always wanted a companion who likes to read me than just hear me."
Taani's pretty smile widened and she hide herself in my chest and i wrapped my hands around her giving her a promise that i m with her always and forever.
~THE END~
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