Looks like a losing game with this girl. First she successfully completed all her office work. Though she resigned it was not her defeat. More like mine for sending her out to that god forsaken guest house. Took me days to come out of that guilt trip. She never listens to me. Just when I start talking she will walk away. Never hesitates to talk back to me. Unlike the others I am surrounded by - both at office and at home. During Nainital trip when I decided to walk away from the Dhaba she played a trick on me and made me stay. The only time she showed any sign of weakness was in the hospital . Myself on the other hand - has been losing it always - be it in the Dhaba fighting with the goondas, during Dhanteras arranging silver coins, on Diwali day almost kissing her, or in the car later desperately making her say that she is unhappy. Again the next day running after her (all for a drop of blood) after categorically asking her to get out. Losing it and holding onto her the next day when she again comes back to RM. Losing the only arrow of calling her a gold digger when she agrees to help RM without remuneration. How much more can I bear ? How much more should I give in ? And to top it all she agrees to the deal of silence. Though I can atleast win this one given her nonstop nonsense talkative nature. But no - she is hell bent on winning this one too. Let me eat this spicy dal. Use the opportunity to stare at her and make her stare at me. Atleast she will take pity on me and talk. Hell NO. She is not. Atleast she came and gave a glass of milk. I should drink this. The buring in the mouth will atleast go away. But what about making her talk ? If I throw it in the pool maybe she will get angry at me. What ? No she is still keeping mum. I need to atleast hold her , touch her. Let me make her fall. Yes I did it. ANd pulled her towards me, my heart. Can you hear the agony and pain in my heart now , Khushi ? No you are not able to hear I guess. You are just pulling your hand away and going back. I ordered the milk through Prakash brother thinking that might set her off. No chance. Let me go and see where she is. Why is she making so much noise in the kitchen ? Can't she just stop all that and talk to me ? Called Di and then we realise there is nobody around. This is ridiculous. Now I not only dream about her in the early mornings I also day dream about her. Did I imagine the whole noise ? Maybe. Looks like I am falling - rather have fallen hard for Khushi. And nothing from her side. Such a loser I have become. Wait...What was that ? She is here ? Maybe there is hope for me ...She did make all that noise to get my attention. She also maybe misses me. Let me find out...
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