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Pooja was talking on the phone to her mother when Naina entered the room, shaken from her conversation with Alekh.
"No Mummy, I don't want to meet the boy….No I'm not interested…Believe me I don't care about Rohit anymore but…Ma, I want to choose my own husband!" She stopped and looked up at Naina who had slumped down on her bed after closing the door.
"Achha Mummy, I have to go, my room mate Naina is back…I think she needs to talk to me…No do NOT say yes to the boy's parents! Achcha, bye Mummy."
Pooja turned to Naina with a concerned look in her eyes, she had known for awhile now that something wasn't right and seeing Naina disappear with Alekh after dinner had confirmed her suspicions.
"Naina what's up? And don't tell me that your network is fine, because I can see for myself that it needs some maintenance."
Naina smiled slightly at that but still slumped further down the headboard of her bed until she was lying down.
"Chor na yaar, that was your mother on the phone wasn't it? Is there some problem?"
Pooja shook her head in amazement looking at her friend, "Kamal hai, I'm trying to get your talktime going and here you're asking for some incoming."
"Pooja you've always been there for me with my problems, why don't you tell me about yours for once."
Pooja sighed, well maybe if she told Naina about her own problem then Naina would open up about hers. "My mother wants me to get married, and I just don't know how to tell her that I've already made my connection with Ali. How's she going to react?"
Naina looked at Pooja thoughtfully "You really love Ali don't you?"
"Ha," Pooja answered dreamily, "My lifetime connection is with him. I can't even think about making my plan with anyone else."
"Then what's the problem?"
"We're afraid that our families won't accept our relationship. You know, because I'm Sikh and he's Muslim. How can we make them understand that sometimes different networks go well together?" Pooja sighed, clearly unhappy with being unable to tell her family and not knowing whether they would accept her choice of husband or not.
"I'm so sorry Pooja," Naina said regretfully, "I really haven't been around to support you lately have I?"
"It's okay Naina, I know that your network gets jammed sometimes because of your own problems, but what matters is that we're friends." The two girls hugged, happy that at least they had somebody who was there to support them.
"So, uh, Pooja…." Naina started, not quite sure how to ask what she wanted to.
"Kya hai, Naina?"
"Pooja how did you know that you loved with Ali?"
"Well it took a long time for me to realise it," Pooja said with a giggle, "He's so shy you know, so he never flirted with me or let me know how he felt. But Ali was always there for me, always supporting me. I could talk to him about anything. And slowly I realised that I loved him and I didn't want to be with anyone except him."
A smile came to Naina's face "Wow Pooja, I think that's the first time I've heard you say such a long thing without using any mobile terms, it must be love."
Pooja giggled again "I think it's Ali's influence, maybe I'll start talking like him eventually."
The two girls had a good laugh over this before Pooja became serious again.
"So why did you want to know Naina? Bas yuhi, or…" and then suddenly her eyes widened as she looked at the sadness and worry on Naina's face. "Hai Rabba, you're in love aren't you?"
And for the first time ever, Naina didn't want to deny it.
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