"Mam, may i?" i motioned to the spot next to her. She smiled and waved me to sit. Everyone around us was either talking or dancing, other than gd who was sleeping despite the loud music. We were sitting on the mattress he was sleeping on. But right then she was all that i could pay attention to. "Aap akele kyon pi rahe ho?"I reflected i did not know how old she was, but decided that was a question best reserved for later. "Aise hi , neend nai aa rahi" she replied in her haryanvi foreign accent. She was taller than me, had firm supple breasts, and lovely glowing skin, but the best part about her were her eyes. They were dark, and they radiated an intoxication that i liked.
The second best part about her was her accent. I decided to ask her about it" Were you born abroad?" She blinked twice over the abruptness of the question, and gave me a quizzed look "No, here in India, here haryana"she said pointing to the floor. I nodded "Then why the accent?"
she smiled "i went abroad for five years to study, that kind of does it to you"
"study? what?"
"masters in IT engineering"
I couldnt resist laughing" So you are an engineer too? you sure dont look like one. You know the girls in my college when they come in they got mustaches and goatees and stuff, and so we have a really hard time differentiating between the males and the females" This joke had sounded funny every single time in the last four years. But this time it didnt. She nodded politely and slowly turned her head away. Then her phone rang and she got up to take it, i was wondering if i had managed to make her run so soon, when i realised that she had left her bag and her beer behind. I decided to see if she returned.
At that moment a drunk friend of mine decided that 4.17 in the morning was too good a time to pass without getting sentimental, and decided to pour some of his emotionality onto me. I was not in the mood. She could come back any time now, and when she came if she didnt have a space to sit beside she might have to go sit somewhere else, and i didnt want to approach her a second time and look desperate. People were dancing all around us and i turned to my friend and said" You are right. But you know,you should be talking to shweta right now , not me. Me? i'l be there tomorrow and for a lot more time, but with her ,you just have tonight, or dude you will not be seeing her ever again." I got up and picked up her beer and sat beside the glass wall.
She was done talking on her phone, and a couple of the other guys were chatting with her, and i just decided to wait. My friend had gone over to shweta and was now sitting beside her on the sofa. I wondered what i was doing, talking to the only girl in the party who was about to get married. She had a tall good looking italian boyfriend, and indeed had seemed happy with him . He himself had turned out to be quite a likeable fellow, but now was asleep in some other room. I decided i was getting too ahead of myself at this point, she probably didnt remember even sitting with me. The party had begun 6 hours ago and alcohol had flown freely from the start.
Then she appeared, literally it was as if she hadnt walked in, she just appeared out of nowhere. She was indeed quite stunning in her blue gown, and best of all she turned to the place where we had been sitting and something of a frown appeared on her brow. I decided to return her beer back. I called out her name and handed her her beer just as she turned. She came and sat down beside me. They were now dancing to She Will Be Loved by Maroon5.
That reminded me of someone. I decided to tell her. " you know i loved someone once. This used to be our song"
"I am so sorry" she put a hand on my hair, and i instinctively flinched backwards. She shrunk back" I am so sorry i messed up your hair"
"My hairs already messed up. I dont mind" I smiled. She smiled back. It was a nice smile.
"May i ask you something " she nodded" You love your boyfriend right? I mean i am assuming that since you guys are getting married you must be in love with him. So, how were you sure? I mean how does someone realise that this is it? how does anyone know that they are in love?"
"You know honestly i dont know. I am not sure whether i love him or not. I was in long relationships before this , the last one being for 5 years and before that for 3, but in the end i guess its about the fact that i donot have to compromise myself with him. That i can still be me . You know cause at the beggining you are okay with everything and then one person starts having problems with your choices and then you start to shut down" She couldnt be anywhere near my age. But the fact was she made sense. I nodded that it was fair enough and took a sip of my beer. I had to slow down or id fall asleep, and i didnt want to do that, i wanted to spend every possible minute with her. She had another call to answer and she got up for a second time. I just sat there, feeling happy as hell. This time i knew she would come back.
I noticed i was stuttering in front of her. I sometimes stutter but its mostly only in front of my parents, and its a rare occurance even in front of them. And tonight i had already stuttered 3-4 times. It was as if i couldnt find the words. First i tried blaming it on the alcohol and drugs, and then i reminded myself that i am usually high but i usually dont stutter. Then i realised maybe i was getting poor with english, that could be true, but i do have a decent command over the language while speaking. I didnt really know why, and would have beat myself more for when when she came back and sat down near me again. It cleared the garbage out of my brain.
"When was the first time that you smoked weed?" I asked
"21"
"Isnt that a bit late?"i tried to jest, but the feeling that i wasnt saying anything funny was growing on me.I mused to myself whether i should do the " Shanti, main tumhe bore to nahi kar raha" dialouge from om shanti om, it sort of always makes girls laugh, when u remind them that the line was from that movie. But i didnt really want to be cheesy with her.
It was then that i noticed the scars on her arm.
....(to be continued if u guys like it enough)
