Don't be angry ever

Our Every morning started at 01:00 AM with my phone message tone beeping and always there was same message asking me a short question "Awake.." from the same sender. It was start of our 2 hours daily night chat. I always waited for this moment. When sometimes she was late for five or ten minutes I had checked my phone at least twenty times. One SMS voucher contains 600 SMS and one was enough for a month for me before she came in my life but now even two were not sufficient for me few times. My fingers were doing a good exercise on my Tata Indicom keypad and I was turning into a good typist. Be it to say good morning, to say take care, to ask if she is going college, to ask what time she will get home, she had dinner or lunch, has she woken up, everything was questioned through SMS and she was really excellent with quick response and this was also a thing which impressed me because I just hate if I don't get reply or someone doesn't pick my phone when I call 'em. But she did never let me complaint about it except she was around someone objectionable.

I just don't believe within a week we became so much frank and comfortable talking each other like we were nappy friends. A week has gone since we started talking and on a cold evening i was sitting in my office. I was thinking of her. Actually those days I had only one thing to think about and that was all time on my mind. I was missing her too. Reason still is out of my understanding why I have missed her so much. Why she attract my attention so much? Why I couldn't think anything else of her? Why I couldn't sleep any night without thinking my one week old friend? I called her number.

"Hi, Sleeping?” I asked in a slow voice making sure my other office mates are not hearing me.
"Hmmm...”, A sleepy voice.
"Okay...” There is a thing about both us that we speak less, in fact too less. Most of the time we were silent on a call or trying to continuing conversation by saying words like okay, hmmm, hanji.
"Its 6:00 PM. Get up. Had food?"
"Yeeeeeeeea, Had... mmmm.", she said trying to sleep again.
"I am saying its going to be 6:30 PM and its the time your mumma is about to be back from gurudwara so you get silly girl."
"Ohh..! What!", she exclaimed like she was shocked with an electric current.
"No, mumma will come around 7 or more.", she updated me.
"So we can talk today for some more time.", a blend of rejoice in my voice.
"Yes."
"All right, so you tell me about you. I want to know.", I asked stupidly.
"What you want to know?"
"can you cook food?", Why I always talk about home made food.
"Hmmm, I can."
"Oh really! Doesn't seem.", I tried to flirt.
"No, I can cook so delicious food. You don't believe when you will have it you will come to know.", how this girl could listen a word on her cooking skill.
"So you help you mumma in cooking?"
"Na."
"You are so selfish.", I made another joke.
But this time it was not so fair. She took my word so seriously and her reaction on it was just enough to stun me. She told me to talk later in a firm voice and immediately hung up. For a minute I was in thought what wrong did I say. i was just kidding and see her she felt so bad. Perhaps I must had not said this to her. It hurt her ego. I was feeling sorry for my wording but I could not bring it back. It was the first time she got angry with me so this is unforgettable for me. I decided not to embarrass her by calling again.

In the evening I got her call. She was feeling sorry for her behavior.
"Actually you called me what I am not so i got angry.", She said.
"Yeah, I should not talk you like that but I was just joking."
"Okay, but still... I don't know what happened to me that time. Just leave this topic..."

And thus first silly dispute between us closed. This way we have fought a lot and hurt each-other a lot and have felt sorry a lot because we both are silly caring guys.

He and you

She was in second year of her graduation. She told me everything about him and her. They were in relationship for nearly two years. Very strapping connection between them. She told me that how much she loves him and he was also very fanatical for her. I could remember when she told me a little about him we met in MTNL. That time I really did not know someday I will be writing this all on my blog.

Anyway, we were good friends and I was happy to know this all about her that she has someone so concerned, caring and loving in her life. She told me how strangely they met before two years and how she proposed him and how he became so essential for her. Their story begun two years ago and started to communicate. Through chats, Mails then SMS and phone calls. Both started to like each other slowly. But she was afraid to say anything. Thus three months passed silently and a day she made a call him and said wants say something him. He asked what is was and finally she came to say she has felled in love… with him. I don’t know how did he feel that time but I can perhaps imagine how much delightful moment was for him. He did not say anything that time. Said need some time to think over it. She was waiting waiting and waiting. She waited for three looong days and the time he said the he also love her arrived. She speaks less. Actually not just less but too less so may be she was silent that time or may be she cried with ecstasy or may be tears rolled down on her cheeks. Whatever it was, it was bond of two hearts, two souls…

In relation of mine and her she told me how much she loved him, how much she love him and how much she will be loving him. I still can’t forget her saying, “NO ONE CAN TAKE PLACE OF *****”. Jasleen you remember the password (nctp*)? In month ends he used to work all nights and days and that time she used to call him in early mornings and night to ask how he is and if he feeling any problem. After so much hectic schedule he always used to fell ill that time. They were now in more touch on phone calls and he often took a visit to her (in campus). Life became worthy for her and now she could share a smile with him, she could laugh extremely. I always pray to God to see them together because she was happy with him.

Closer to me

Meri apse itne dino baad baat hui thi mujhe kafi achha laga pata nahi kyo… Bilkul bhi aesa nahi laga ki mai kisi ajnabi se baat kar raha hu. Kafi apnapan sa mehsoos hua. Shayad esa mere akelepan ki wazah se hua ho ya fir kuch aur mujhe uss waqt nahi pata tha bas itna pata hai aapko paas pakar, aapse baatein karke kafi sukoon sa mehsoos hota tha. Dhire dhire jab apse kuchh najdikiyan badhi to mujhe kuchh esa sa laga ki kahin na kahin aapko bhi kisi ki jaroorat ho. Shayad ek achhe dost ki.

Actually humans are not made to live alone and everything was very lonely with me when you met me. Perhaps it was God who said you to fill this void of my life and gift me a lot of happiness. Whatever, but it was really important, nice and too good happening of my life. I was just confused I must pay thanks to you or that almighty for you to become my friend. Life became more colorful with colors when I found you near me.

We started to share our things with each other. Small and so small things like what you like to watch TV a lot or you don’t like to get up in the morning or you love to sleep sleep sleep. You were aware that I don’t like wash my cloths and I hate to cook roties. Pata nahi in sab baton ka koi matlab tha ya nahi per bahut achha lagta tha jab aap ye sab chhoti chhoti batein mujhe bataya karte the aur mai apni sari faltu ki bakwaas aapko sunata rehta tha chahe aapko achi lage ya na lage. Really Jasleen, I can’t tell you how beautiful that time I spent with you and I can’t ever pay anything in rturn of that time. Slowly slowly we went on becoming familiar with each other more with the time. Mujhe abhi bhi achi tarah se yaad hai. It was 3rd or 4th day we started to talk and I asked you that do you help your mumma in cooking food and you said that you don’t. On it I called you selfish in just a funny way and you got angry. You said me to talk later and hung the phone up. I was a little stunned on it but I realised that I should not talk you in that way. It’s okay that you don’t help your mumma in cooking but it doesn’t mean that you are what I called you but yaar I was just kidding. But you also felt the same aur apne kaan pakad ke mujhe sorry bola tha. Jo bhi ho maine apko naraj to kar hi diya tha na so sorry for that. This way small things which became much important afterwards kept taking place between us and it was a nice excuse which brought us closer though we were not aware of it.

And you came here to go never...

Beep beep.
I was sitting in my office and my phone in my pocket vibrated. There was an SMS from an unknown number.
‘Is it Saumya?’
Who may be this? I thought.
I dialed the number from office. A female voice.
“Who is this?”
“Actually you sent me an SMS just now. Who are you?”
“I am Jasleen.”
A thrill ran through my body. Jasleen, after a long time. Suddenly… like this.
“Who Jasleen?”
“Are you Saumya?”
“Yeah!”
“Do you remember me?”
“Hmmm, I do. We met in MTNL. Correct?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“But you… suddely. Where were you for this much time? How could you remember my number? Why did you not call me that time? Where you had gone?”
I threw 100 questions on her.
She told me that her SIM lost that time in which my nunber was stored ergo she could not call me because my number was not memorised to her. Now she got her lost SIM in the home and she saw my number and came to call me. After that we discussed few topics and I said her to call later.
When I was aware that through this phone call you are going to hit my heart directly otherwise I would have never allowed you to do that.

Before Begining

Winters were going on and I was spending a good time in company with company of good friends. I was enjoying my time and work and life was good. I had a lot of challenges of life and I had already planned out things. Poonam ma’am was so happy these days. Everyone knows why. She got newly married to Dheeraj sir and all the time she used to talk to him and what used to happen in the evening that Parul had to stay late in the evenings.
December arrived… and around mid-December a day we were shocked with news of transfer of Ranjeet sir to Mumbai. It was really shocking and none of us was happy with it. It was very clear with his glowing face that was very excited for it. Parul was worried about New Year party without him and we all were eating head of Dr, Daniel to approve his leaves on New Year so that he can come to Delhi to celebrate with us. Ultimately, the day came and with cries and tears we saw him off. Though he was away and it was a little less fun and a little more difficult to work but everything was fine and going on like always.

Her reaction on this blog.

Before I created this blog once I discussed with her. She refused me to do so and when I asked why she didn't tell me why but refused me to do so. I changed my mind to go for this blog.
But i was so keen for this blog. Actually, for the story i was going to publish was what I was keen more. After thinking a lot, ultimatly, I started it without telling her and when I told her she not not happy with this. She thinks personal things always must pe personal and they should not be disclosed infront of all. She was right. I also realised that i should not do it anymore so I stopped posting immidiately.
Even she refused reading this blog. If I was at her place i never can stop myself to open it. And you know what! Yesterday night she asked me that still I post or not. I said,"No!". Then she said she can't trust me on it that I still dont post. I sugested her to read it. It would be clarified.
And she read it today for the first time. I was sleeping in the noon and she called me. During our conversation she told me she did read it today and she wants me to continue with it. I dont know why she has changed her mind but... But now I have decided to go for it. Forever, with each and everything which goes on with me and her.

An extraordinary story of two ordinary souls...

My memories with Dr,Batra's

I remembered her for few time and after that I got busy in my life. After one month I changed my job and joined Dr.Batra’s Homeopathy Call Center in Rajouri Garden. Life was good.
Usually I don’t delete contact from my phone which has been in touch with me and I don’t delete a contact till it is totally useless for me. Her number was also not exception for me. Her number was still in my phone and sometimes it kept me reminding her. In Dr.Batra’s I got many people which became very close to me like Shweta, Pradeep, Parul, Ritika and some more. After Supriya (about her I will tell you later) I never thought about to have a girlfriend. Or better if you say I never wanted to think about anyone else. Only me know how much I like her though I know very well it was totally absurdity to spoil myself with her senseless thoughts and memories but it was not my blunder. It just happened to me and i really still wonder how just few hours changed my life a lot.
Anyways, I don’t want to remember her now but don’t worry everything would be told about her. In Dr.Batra’s I was enjoying my job and my time. My office time was variable sometimes according to continuous changes in my shift but always it was around 1:00 PM to 9:00 PM. My that office was much more that just an office. I learned there a lot. Especially Microsoft office and some work on speaking English. Of coarsely I got very good friends and, a good and clean working environment and company of good people. My team leaders Mr.Ranjeet Dhingiya (very friendly and good peron) and Ms.Poonam (a little different kinda person but still okay okay not bad for me ever) who married last year winters with a office companion were always good and supportive to me. It was a team of 30 people.
Now if have started writing about Dr.Batra’s though it is not my blog topic, I will tell you everything about there because that was the place where I loved people, I loved work and a culture. It was a tough organization for employees because there were always some issues but still I will always say it was a good office to work. My friend Shweta: Such a nice girl and with a good nature and how can I forget Pooja Rawat. Pooja and I were interviewed same day and joined the company same day. Often she used to say to me that you will see someday we both will leave Dr.Batra’s same day. Though she is still with Dr.Batra’s. She is very cute and thodi si pagal. We call her “Chidiya (Bird) with love. My name Youngy was given me in Dr.Batra’s By Dheeraj sir (Husband of Poonam Ma’am). Harveen: She lost her heart in Vrindavan (It was quoted on her black T-Shirt) and Pagal (Parul), how we can forget about her. I always found her different from others in some ways. She is very good girl and there are a lot things to like her. She would never disclose any thing if you want it to keep it as a secret and she will cry on you if she is angry but soon she will realize and will come to you to say sorry.
Ou yeah! Jaspreet, nice girl but what happened between her and Angad I could never understand. She was a good friend of mine and shared her few things with me but she was wrong every time when she trusted others false more than my truth. We were good friend and I wante to keep our relation up but everything spoiled when after leaving her job she came a day to wish Poonam ma’am for her marriage. She wanted some data from me so she brought her pen drive to give me. Thing were not good between her and Angad. She told only me that she is coming. I though I should tell everyone that she is coming and I told everybody that get ready, Jaspreet is coming. But a guy (His name starts with “A”) called Angad and said that Jaspreet is coming. Angad also came there downstairs and had a fight and abusing with Jaspreet and her brother. Jaspreet thought I was behind her and she blamed me for it all. I could not tolerate that she hurt my self pride I broken my relationship with her.
And Pradeep. He always says,”hamari fight usi se hoti hai jise hum bahut jyada pyar karte hain.” No doubt he is a good guy and have a lot emotions. But yes, when I was new in Dr.Batra’s my thinking about him was totally negative. I understood him always a ego-manic but now I think how good he is. A real person is who knows how to face life and he knows.
Ritika, My sys and her brother Arjun (Always asks for computer games. Nice child). Ranjeet sir, we all missed him when he got transferred to Mumbai. He is a good Team Leader and knows well how to keep relation with team members and manage with them.
Akanksha, I always think that she carries an attitude but I know she doesn’t. Nice girl and gave me a good company in South-Ex. It was nice to work with her.
And Dr.Prachi. Oh my God!! I don’t know what was wrong between her and me. She is a good and productive doctor and has done a good job in South-Ex. Dr.Daniel is impressed with her job and the way she converts patients. I am telling you what happened once. Her hubby name is Mr.Rakesh. A day any patient with the name Rakesh called and said I want to talk to Prachi. I though surely he would be her husband and I handed over her that call saying ma’am you husband on call. God knows conversation between her and that patiend and how she handled that patient but a good class was taken of mine that day.
In such way our days were passing on. And tasty cheap food of brijwasi in Rajouri Garden I would never forget. We faced a lots ups and downs during the job. For some time I was in Pitampura clinic also but I could not make happy Dr.kapil Chawla ever with my performance. He is the only Dr. in Dr.Batra’s I don’t like. Once again I came back to Rajouri Garden in November and this time I was back with better energy, better performance and a better time.