#HerStory..
It was one of those days where I was going to be in an almost blind date. At that time it was pretty normal for me. In fact, it was exactly what I needed to get out of my bad break up zone. I was talking and meeting people just to cheer myself up. Today I was meeting this one guy, who tracked me down via Orkut after seeing me in a .Net class. Frankly I did not remember both, neither any of the .Net course nor the guy. However his name intrigued me, Prithviraj Singha (Talk about royalty dripping name) :P . He went by the name ‘Devil ‘on the social networking site and had a monster picture as his pro pic. His picture threatened me and after rejecting many of his friend requests I finally accepted it. He named me ‘cute devil’ during our chats. Those were the days when a single pretty girl could easily call herself “the queen” and so was I, not the queen but reasonably pretty and single after years of stupid long distance relationship. On a sunny June Sunday when Prithvi finally asked me out stating he would leave for Orissa the next day I could not refuse it. After all he was from my state, 'whats the harm?May be it will be the good old 1 date and bye bye scenario ! May be he will never come back to Bangalore again !' I convinced myself. So there I was standing in my regular blue jeans black t-shirt and a sleek dark brown jacket. I was just standing in front of the Westside store and was calling to check if he had reached. Suddenly I heard someone calling my name “Ayesha...”.
I turned my eyes and the first thing I noticed was this tall(really tally) guy with really cute hairstyle. His hair strands gently fell on his forehead and reminded me of Shahid Kapoor . “Hey.. You must be Prithviraj or may I say the Devil” I flustered my eye lids. ‘That’s me’ he replied. “So.. Where are we going? “he asked . ‘A guy who lets me pick the place.. ahh.. what a relief’at the age of 20 making decisions on a first date was such a good feeling . I smiled and said “ Let’s go to the cookie shop “ . I could not help but noticethe way he walked like a lion walking through the forest. His body language had no ego but just a little pride. I looked into his eyes and they were brown and beautiful moreover I had never met a guy whole eye lashes were so damn pretty, almost better than me. His left eye had an unusual brown spot and only one of his eyebrow raised (like Rock Dwayne Johnson) while he was trying to be sarcastic. His perfect smile was rather wild and revealed just a little hint stating “ I am not that innocent “ types, in fact he reminded me of a handsome villain. The damn ‘Cookieman Store’ had tall chairs then and it was tough for me to get on it . He gently helped me with the chair and smiled. I retaliated immediately “I am not short, these chairs are ridiculous “he nodded and smiled. He did not talk much and kept looking at me and I just thought “ Aww.. Isn’t he so cute” . Somewhere over a crème brandy cookie my hand moved and brushed aside the hair strands which touched his eyes gently and covered his forehead .He smiled again and said ‘you know ..I never let anyone do that ‘. Shit, I was caught unaware doing something which I dint realize. I nervously smiled and hid my face behind a cookie.
We kept talking as we have known each other for years. I was happy and liked the fact he wasn’t trying to pretend or impress me. Sometime over sharing a Pizza and spilling some extra chilli on it I thought to myself, what if he doesn’t come back to Bangalore ?If I did not meet him I would never have understood what will be my loss if he does not return to Bangalore. Not that I had a crazy crush on him but I could use a decent friend with gorgeous looks . Ok I accept I did have a crush on him the moment I saw him that day. It was drizzling outside, or was it my imagination? The day passed by and as he was leaving he turned squeezed my cheeks (almost pulled ) and I snapped in a sarcastic way , ‘you know ..I never let anyone do that ‘. He smiled and I could not hold my tongue but ask , “Prithvi will you come back to Bangalore ? “ (Please Please Please say yes.. screamed my heart ) . He became rather sad and said “I may” . I smiled and let him go . As I turned and we walked away in different direction I wondered, if he doesn’t come back, will I ever see him ? Will we ever meet? If so.. Where?
