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I Found Her - Ep. 3


My cell buzzed at 7 AM. I woke up and read the first message of the day from Jahnavi. Since then till 7 PM I didn’t stop chatting with her. And then, I had to stop because my 200 messages were completed. We could not meet after that beautiful day for few days. She was busy with her relatives and I myself had to go around the city meeting all my friends and sisters. But we kept in touch via messages and calls all the time.
But three days later I got a call from IBM asking me to come to office on Monday without fail. I had not planned for this and so there were no reservations on train. I decided to go by bus. When I told her this, she said that even she needed to go to Bangalore for one last time to get her things from her relatives place. We decided to take the trip together as we already knew each other a bit.
So, on Sunday night, I waited near Mehdipatnam for the bus that would take us both to Bangalore. As the bus journey culminated from Ameerpet, she would be one of the first to board it. According to the ticket issued to me, I had been allocated the seat number 6, a window seat. And hers was 7! I knew that 7 was my lucky number but I didn't think it was this lucky for me.
But when I boarded the bus, I saw her sitting beside the window. We playfully fought for a while, but then I had to bow to her and sit down at 7 instead as the people behind me were threatening to throw me off the bus if I didn't sit and stop blocking the aisle.
The first things I noticed after settling down was that the seats in front of us were occupied by a recently married couple and according to the way they conversed and behaved, I could deduce that theirs was a love marriage. When I told Jahnavi about my observations, she blushed and slapped my hand. When I asked her the reason, she pinched my cheeks and sweetly asked me to shut up.
And that’s when I first came to understand that just loving a girl isn’t enough to understand her and that I will have to work towards understanding her as much as winning her. I pride myself as being a person who can read other’s very well. I have shocked many of my friends with my predictions and observations. This girl was no exception. Instead, she was like a really big novel. The more I read, the more I wanted to read.
Once the journey started, the bus conductor played a movie and she had to change seats so she could watch the movie unhindered. Being taller by even two inches does make a difference when you want to watch a movie over the heads of someone sitting in front of you.
It was 12.30 AM by the time the movie concluded. And she said that she was feeling cold and drowsy. I pulled out a blanket from my bag and covered her with it. She thanked me and slept like a kid, with her head on my shoulders and her hands wrapped around my hand.
Her puckered lips were so inviting, it was hard for me to keep myself from kissing them. Instead I watched the breeze from the window play with her hair for a few minutes. Moving her hair away, I kissed her forehead and wishing her a good night, I leaned my head on hers and slept.
And thus, the journey to Bangalore felt shorter than it actually was. And much more beautiful.


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cool!!
September 29, 2012 at 11:29 AM
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