Since this story is coming to an end, I want to tell you how I visualize meeting this couple.
NK- Lavanya
I meet them in a restaurant. They're like sitting among their friends and they're laughing at something somebody says. I'm that creep in the restaurant that always finds something to stare at. This time, it's them.
They've noticed me, of course. They're wondering why that girl from three tables away is staring at them like that. They pretend they haven't noticed me, however. They're hoping I'm one of those people who stare and stare before getting bored and looking away.
They're sitting under the light, and its giving their skins a warm golden glow. An engagement ring is glinting amongst their midst. They're talking about something pretty seriously. What is it, I wonder. Is it about the price of the onions? Is it an impending wedding for which they have to go shopping? Is it their horrible bosses? Is it plans to go watch a movie?
The waiter walks up to them sedately and they whisper something in his ear. He smiles, nods and walks away. The next minute, or maybe two, the waiter plonks down a thumbs up next to me. I look up surprised, I hadn't ordered it. A neatly folded note appears next to the thumbs up. The waiter walks away before I can question him.
"Don't stare please" the note says. "It's rude"
I laugh and see all of them looking back at me. I raise the thumbs up in a toast, and then I look away.
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Aman-Payal
I meet this couple when I'm toy shopping for my niece.
They're right behind me in the line, this man with grey around the edges and this woman with warm eyes. They have an 8 year old kid between them, and he wants that beyblade limited edition set his parents don't want to get him.
The card I gave to the cashier is short by 500 bucks. I don't have cash on me, and my niece looks up with these beautiful eyes, waiting to be handed the toy.
I want to cry.
"Excuse me" the man with the grey pipes up, while the woman and the child start to move out of the line. "You dropped some money"
He presses a 500 rupee note into my hand with a warm smile a little too kind and eyes too warm.
There's this flush of embarrassment which begins the climb from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. You beggar, eyes from all over the shop seem to mock. "Ma'am are you-" the cashier asks.
The man presses the note in front of the cashier and says "here you go"
I turn back to settle the over eager cashier. When I turn back, the family is gone.
I duck out of the queue and look around wildly. The familiar grey just exited the shop.
I grab my niece's hand, and I run.
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Akash and Shahira:
I don't want anybody to think I want bad for Shahira. Oh no! I like Shahira. I just don't think she's the one for Akash. She deserves this flamboyant man who gives her rocks so huge that they literally BLIND you when they bling in the sun, somebody who breakfasts with her in Paris, lunches in New York and Dines in Italy. (I know a girl like Shahira who wants exactly that so... Personally, I prefer a guy who feeds me biryani for lunch, dinner and breakfast but oh well)
And Akash needs Preet (hee hee)
So I cannot fathom meeting this couple, and you will have to forgive me for that.
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Arnav-Khushi
I meet Arnav and Khushi in the library.
I have this copy of Mill on the Floss, and I'm trying to write a summary for some god forsaken assignment I procrastinated on, and then there's this feeling where I want the book to swallow me and never let me out.
Here lies Vee, she died of boredom.
"It's a ridiculously boring book, isn't it?" somebody asks softly. It's the man sitting across you, neatly filing some papers away.
You won't pretend you didn't notice him, for he's an attractive man. A very attractive man. And judging by the way his eyes shone, pretty intelligent too. "Yes" you sigh, placing the book on the table softly. "Amazingly so"
"Why are you reading it?"
"Because it happens to count for 70% of my grade"
"Ah, been there... done that"
I smile and look back into the book. The words glide in and out of focus, and nothing makes sense. The library, always my private sanctuary, feels stuffy today. Somehow overcrowded.
There's nothing I'd like better than to lay my head on the cold table for ten minutes.
I lay down my head. Only ten minutes, I promise myself. Just ten...
*
It seems I was in the library for a long time now, though I'm pretty sure it's just ten minutes. I keep my eyes closed however, and shift slightly.
A chair somewhere scrapes back.
"Hey there, Gupta"
"Talk softly, Raizada, for heavens' sake. People are sleeping" a woman replies.
"We're in a library, Gupta. If I'm soft enough for a library, I'm soft enough to not wake somebody up"
There's silence.
"Who sleeps in a library anyway?"
"Don't judge a book by its cover Gupta. The poor kid's got Mill on the Floss for 70% of her grade"
"SEVE-seventy percent?"
"Yep"
I want to open my eyes, but something tells me to shut up and keep sleeping. "Poor girl" the woman continues.
There's silence, and then there's the sound of pen scratching on paper. I keep my eyes shut.
"Done" the woman announces triumphantly. "Let's get out of here"
"Yes, dear wife"
Wife? There goes that wet dream.
I crack open an eye a minute later (or was it ten?) and see that both of them have left. I sigh and sit up, and realize that my perfectly empty sheet of paper is filled with an assignment I don't remember completing.
There's a yellow post it thrown carelessly beside my assignment. "You're welcome" it says. "Try throw in some snoring next time"
I try and catch the two people again, but I never do. It's like my elves disappeared with no intention to come back ever.
A week later, the teacher returns our graded assignment. I get an A+.
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