From: shutabulgirl@xyz.com
To: dactarni_bitiya@xyz.com
Sub- Date
Dear Meera,
For a minute I thought I'd torture you by not divulging to you any of the details of the date.
However, the thought disappeared as soon it came. I think I'll die of happiness if I keep it inside.
You are the only person who'll understand.
Before today I'd only heard of dates and my knowledge of it was limited to the soaps and movies I'd watched.All second hand knowledge it was.
I used to get excited when the fictional characters I've been rooting for would finally decide to give it a chance to the simmering attraction or the "thing that was between them. Would get all warm inside when they would as much as hold hands or when the hero would lean towards the heroine only to tuck a wisp of hair away.
Then there were friends who, when they started seeing someone, they would go on those impromptu dates and would not stop talking about it. They would blush, they would laugh, and they would want to be teased.
Although I went along with them but I never really understood what it was all about. But now I know. I really know how they felt and what they felt.
Okay, so let me start from the beginning. I am really not half as good at describing things as someone. In case you're wondering who, it's Maan I am talking about. His description of his crush was so beautiful that I might have gotten a little bit jealous.
Anyway, back to my date.
I was waiting for Abhinav and also writing to you when he came to pick me up.
I had told you about the jumping of the elephant in my heart. The time between the moment I spotted him and walked to stand in front of him, it seemed the elephant had traveled from my heart to my stomach. Nothing else could explain that funny feeling that I felt in my stomach.
He was wearing an olive green tee shirt over black jeans and his hair he'd gelled in some stylish way. I wish he'd left them untouched.
I'd rather have his hair falling over his forehead so I could comb them away with my hands. I don't know. It's one of the things I've wanted to try. That's what they do in fan fictions.
I wouldn't mind if Abhinav would tuck away a strand of my hair or two. Why else would you think I'd let my extra-ordinarily unmanageable curly hair down?! Didn't happen in this date. I guess I'll have to wait for the other dates.
So I was telling you how handsome he was looking. I have no idea what effect I had on him.
But to me, in that moment Abhinav had to be the most handsome man I had ever laid my eyes on.
There's something about his warm smile that makes your heart flutter. When he came to me, I could make out that he was as nervous as me. And it kind of made me feel better. It was good to know that I wasn't alone in it.
He asked me where I wanted to go and I told him to take me wherever he wished to. But he wanted me to choose the place. So we went to this place, Cafe Goodluck.
It serves food that is inexpensive as well as delectable. So, we went and ate there. Mostly we got to know each other. I had only watched him from far so to sit with him and know things like how he was such a foodie but hated tomatoes. Ketchup was different and tomatoes are different, he told me.
He told me about his family. He has a younger brother who's studying in 8th standard.And when he was talking about his family, I could feel how much he loved his brother and his parents. He looks so serious, Meera that I'd thought he was one of those angry young man types but no he isn't. And I'm so glad about it. We talked about the pains of having younger siblings. How their whole existence is to make our life a hell. And he totally agreed.
Until now he was some kind of fantasy material. Like I used to watch him, worship him but today he became a real person to me. And as we walked around places talking about our favourite food---his is Indian food, maa ke hath ka khana. According to him nothing can beat that.
I asked him about his future-plans. Did he want to do MBA? Does he want to take up a job immediately or will he be giving CAT?
And guess what he tells me? He says he'd be sitting for UPSC exams. Okay, I know I shouldn't say this and may be I am stereotyping. But why do all Biharis ( okay fine 4 out of 5) want to go for this UPSC.
I asked him the same. He said he wasn't a Bihari. He was Uttar Pradeshi. Lol.
Anyway, imagine my boyfriend being an IAS afsar. I'll be in so much profit. I will be able to say, Tu janta bhi hai main kaun hoon. Mera bf kaun hai...:-D
Wouldn't it be so much fun, Meera.
Meera, Abhinav is a nice guy. Not one of those pretentious people. And I really like him. I wish he'd like me too. And not just as a friend. I want him to like me. Like in the real sense.
When he at last dropped me to the hostel, I was a bit disappointed because he'd made no comment on my appearance. Itna saj dhaj ke jane ka kya fayda when the boy doesn't even appreciate you. So I waited that maybe now he'll say how good I was looking but he didn't. He just said that he enjoyed the evening.
But then, raat mein he messages that I was looking breathtakingly beautiful.
Breathtakingly beautiful !!
BREATHTAKINGLY BEAUTIFUL!!!
Meera... Did you read that? I can't sleep since then.
I don't know what love actually is Meera but going by the standard symptoms I think I'm falling.
Sardi khasi na malaria hua...main gayi yaron mujhko loveria hua...
I can't wait for the morning to come. I want to see him again. I want to talk to him. I want to make sure that tonight affected him as much as it did me.
That the tonight's date was not just a one time affair.
How am I going to concentrate on studies Meera?! How oh how?
I am a goner now. I just can't think about anything else.
Much love,
Yours loveria-se- grashit
Geet
Edited by ardentfitzcy - 7 years ago
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