tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75649976036311684412024-02-08T05:04:45.551-08:00Secret diaries of a girl in loveA girl who is madly and deeply in love shares her experiences, feelings and her insecurities..Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-82070244270974247292013-06-05T13:26:00.001-07:002013-06-06T01:14:43.507-07:00Rendezvous with reality<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">It has been almost a month. RV has talked to me only twice
since the time I told him the truth. Even when he talked, he wanted me to feel
ashamed and guilty all the time. If I made a joke, he would say that I had to
be very shameless to be still making jokes. That dampened my spirits further.
But the the truth is that the only time I have really been alive in this one
month, was the time I talked to him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The days are disturbing and nights are scary. I haven’t
slept properly in days. I don’t talk to or meet people. I sit here on this bed every
day, waiting…waiting for something miraculous to happen. I pray to God every
single moment for Rohan to forgive me. I am not even certain if this relation
will survive after this turmoil. It is too much for me to take. I have made
Rohan my life…and a life without him is not worth living. I don’t want to live;
I want to die. Those moments…memories…love…everything flashes before me and tears roll down my eyes. I haven’t done a thing in this last month. I don’t
allow anybody in my room or go out of the room, except for the time I have to
have my meals. Once I went out of the house to finish a chore and I started
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">At nights I sit on the roof and cry..cry for hours till the
sun rises and the hot summer sun forces me to go inside. Then I sleep for a
couple of hours and when I wake up, everything dawns upon me and I start crying
again. It is traumatizing. I don’t remember the last time I smiled. I miss
Rohan, I miss my friends, but I don’t want to talk to them, and most importantly
I miss myself. But nothing can make me happy. This life is a burden and I can’t
get through this. I have no one to talk to because if I discuss my relation
with anyone, it will piss Rohan off. And I can’t afford to make him angry
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I wonder what he must be going through. I was his first and
I broke his trust. He will never be able to trust again. I know him. He doesn’t
express himself but he is sad inside. He is the one suffering the most. I feel
guilty. I wish I could turn back time. I could just bring back that one moment
when he proposed me and tell him the truth…just that one moment! But what’s
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">But today things might change. I don’t have the slightest
idea as to what direction things will take. Rohan is coming to see me today. He
is going to meet me today after more than a month. I have to leave for my
grandmother’s house in Punjab tomorrow and I will return after two months. So
he has finally made up his mind to talk to me. This will be the first time
after I told him the truth. That was over phone. I am scared to face him. How
will I look at him? I am too ashamed to do that. How will I talk to him? What
will I say? These questions are haunting me. I am trembling while writing this.
He said he will be here in half an hour. This half an hour feels like a decade.
It is the most difficult half an hour..but all I can do is wait…wait to see
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<span style="font-size: large;">.. I had to tell him. I knew that just one message would change everything for us and for this relationship. But I also knew that this couldn't go on forever. So I messaged back, <i>"I want to confess. Please forgive me for whatever I have to say."</i> He replied, <i>"Yes, go ahead."</i> It seemed as if everything around me was forcing me to tell him the truth.<i> "I lied to you about my past. I have had many relationships earlier. I told you I was committed only once before you came into my life. But it was a lie. I have had many boyfriends. I hid my past because when I came to college I wanted to leave my past behind, I wanted to start afresh. But my past is haunting me till date."</i> I expected to get a shocked reaction in reply. But instead what I got was not what I had imagined.<i> "I know all your past already. I came to know everything after 1 month of our relationship. But I wanted you to tell me the truth. And I was waiting for the day when you would. But you never told me and today I had to force it out of you. Tell me everything about your past and present, every single detail. And I don't know for what reasons you hid your past and don't expect me to trust you on anything."</i> What followed as a dreadful conversation. I tremble even at the thought of it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">My world was shattering in front of me. 3 in the morning, this was what I was getting. But I was to be blamed for everything because I had broken his trust. I had ruined this relationship. But trust me, this relationship is everything to me. It is my life. Whatever happened in the past, is gone now. It does not matter to me. The only person I care about is Rohan. And he will never trust me again. Initially, I had not told him about my past because I wanted to move on in life and the day he proposed me, I could not think of anything beyond Rohan. How could I tell him then. I was a coward. I could not find the courage to tell him once I got involved with him. He has accused me of being ashamed of my past. But yes, I am ashamed of it. Those were just passing flings; Immature decisions. Not that I had crossed my limits. But now he will not believe me. Not a word of what I say. And I am hurt for him as well. If I was in his place, I would have been devastated. He might be in the same situation right now. I have always made mistakes and because of this big mistake I am very close to losing the one man I love. How will he ever forgive me. It has been two days and he hasn't replied to any of my messages and calls since then. He told me he had fallen ill. I hope he is fine. I don't know if he will ever talk to me again. He said he will not break off this relationship but it will take time to build back the love and trust. I am waiting for just a call. I asked Kashif to call him and check if he is fine. He did answer the phone. Thank God, he is alright. But why isn't he replying to my messages. I haven't slept in these two days. The only thing I do is stare..stare at the walls, stare off into space..I cannot share this with anybody because Rohan hates when I discuss our relationship with people. He despises this habit in me. But I cannot live without speaking about my problems and now I cannot speak about my problems. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">My tears have almost dried up. A sense of numbness is taking over me. At times I cry and at times I just sit at one place silently for hours without moving. I don't feel sleepy. . I just want him to talk to me. I cannot even blame him for my condition. I wronged him. I lied to him. I deceived him! He might be in a more pathetic situation than mine. The one girl he loved and trusted...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">But there are certain things that have been bothering me. Who told him the truth about my life? He knows each and every bit of it. As if he was present in my past. As if someone hates me so much that he did this to me. And I know that I do have enemies. I did hurt quite a lot of people in the past. And why did he not ask me about my life on the day he came to know about it. He waited for 5 months. How did he deal with it everyday? Now I know the reason for his rude behaviour. His sudden mood swings and change in attitude. But things had started to be normal again. Why did he play along? I don't have a right to ask him anything right now. I am dreading the day when I will have to face him. I will not be able to look him in the eye. The only thing I can do is to wait now. Wait for things to happen. Wait for a miracle...wait for RV....the love of my life!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Things had been going well for me. Everything seemed better now. RV took me out with him, talked to me on the phone for long hours when he was free and we messaged each other all night. I couldn't be happier. The love of my life was close to me again. I told RV some of the darkest and the deepest secrets of my life during these days. He seemed deeply affected by them. Although, I pretend to be an open book, knowing about my life is not for everyone. It is a privilege enjoyed exclusively by some of the closest people. If I tell you something about myself, then at that point of time or maybe for that particular moment, you were of value to me! I was beginning to see a new dawn in our relationship. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">But (it seems as if these if's and but's have become never ending in my life) I didn't know that this relationship would probably not see sunshine anymore. Lately, RV had started behaving queerly. Sometimes, he would talk to me lovingly and at times he would just ignore me. He would not talk to me at all. I was confused and depressed. On one hand, I was cursing my fate and on the other, something else was bothering me.<i> "Maybe God is just punishing me for what I have done. Maybe its Karma hitting me on my face."</i> I had never believed in things like Karma but you start believing in things when you experience them. I cried a lot a night before the revelation. I didn't know where to go, whom to consult. I was so directionless. Suddenly something had popped up in my head which was concerning me.<i> "Should I tell him. Or should I just let it be. It has been a long time now. 6 months it is! What if I tell him? How will he react? What if he leaves me." </i>These thoughts were killing me inside. It felt like I was stabbing myself over and over again. But I was tired of living with this lie. I was deceiving him. I was deceiving myself. This relationship was built on a lie. And lies do not last long. I planned to marry RV, have kids with him and see the last winter of my life with him. But every single day I was living a lie. I was fooling around. And now I intended to tell him everything. No matter what it took. I just needed a few days to gather my guts before I could actually face him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">But destiny had different plans for me. It was 2 'O' clock at night. I woke up with a shudder. Palak was trying to wake me up. She said someone had continuously been calling. I checked my phone. It was RV. I was shocked. RV never called me at night. And that evening he hadn't even replied to my messages. Then why now was the question. I further checked my phone.<i> "8 unread messages by RV."</i> I went through them.<i> "Please reply, I want to talk to you..its very important"</i>, were some of the messages.<i> I replied" What's wrong? Are you alright?" "I want to confess something. Confessions are important. If you feel you have done anything you should confess."</i> After listening to his confession which was a silly one, I had convinced myself to tell him the truth...the truth that had been haunting me...the truth that would change the direction of this relation...the truth that would shatter his faith in me.....truth that would change this reality into an illusion...</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Life is unpredictable. Just when my life was perfect, it started falling apart; and just when I started believing that nothing was going right, I took a left...Ha! Ha! No, actually things have started falling in place. RV has started accepting me as a part of his life, again. I don't know if it is my patience that worked or his love for me that did the trick. He spends all his spare time with me these days. He sits with me and not his friends when he comes to college. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">That day, he held my hand after a long time. He has always resisted feeling my slightest touch in these few months but that day was different! All of the B.com students again went to a news channel for some program and RV asked me to come. This time RV took the front seat in the cab and thankfully, did not sit with any of the girls. Palak and I had a lot of fun during our 'outing'. It was only after dusk that we came back and sitting in the cab at night and listening to similar music reminded me of the trip. RV had again occupied the front seat in the cab which was an Innova. I was sitting in the middle seat of the middle row. RV had turned around to talk with us. Amidst all this, he held my hand and gently caressed it. I could feel my heart beating real hard. I did not want that moment to end. The moment was just so perfect. I have captured it inside my heart. That day he hugged me as well. I hadn't foreseen a day so beautiful. His presence just made me forget everything else.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Today, I unraveled a new side to RV. He can also get possessive. I find it somewhat sweet because I always wanted him to be possessive and he never was. We completed four months of our relationship today on 3rd March, 2010. It was not a big deal for me this time. Well, deep inside it was a big deal but I had suppressed that part of me explaining to myself how lame it was to celebrate every month of the relationship. Actually the real reason was that that RV had not shown any interest on this date of the previous months except for the first month. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Today I had planned to meet an old friend, Varun, who is studying in IIM Bangalore and is staying with his parents in Delhi for a few days. I knew this day would not be special to RV so I just ignored the occasion. As usual, RV and I met in college and sat together in the canteen after classes. In the afternoon, I told him I had to meet a friend of mine in half an hour. He gave no reaction. After that RV's attitude changed. Like always, his unanticipated behaviour was driving me mad. I was asking him over and over again, <i>"What is up with you? What's wrong?",</i> and in return his only answer would be, <i>"Nothing at all. I told you I am fine." </i>After my constant failed attempts to get him to share his problems with me I got so frustrated that I repulsively threw away my phone. After throwing my phone I remained still for a few minutes but when I saw RV giggling, I stood up and went to pick up my phone. It was crushed..broken! <i>Oh shit</i>! What was I to do without my phone. RV was mocking me. I asked RV for his phone. I telephoned Varun and informed him that I wasn't coming. I thought RV would tell me to go meet him but he was silent. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I was surprised that RV wanted to be with me so badly. I was happy because after a long time RV was so keen on spending time with me and disappointed at the same time because I could not go to meet such a close friend. Anyway, RV and I went to the park we always sit in and there also, occasionally I would ask him what was in his mind. He changed the topic every time and talked about other stuff. Now, I did not mind his silence because he was holding my hand and sharing other things about his career and life with me which he hadn't done in a long time. When it was time for both of us to leave we did not want to part. But I had to go to my relatives' place because it was weekend and I did not want to spend it alone in that PG.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> Well, I was phone-less now and was travelling alone in a bus. I had an old phone with me which was in a bad condition but I did not take notice of till I was safe and secure in my relatives' house. i did not even switch it on. I was so happy spending my lone time in the bus thinking about RV that I forgot there was a world with people who were worried about me. When I reached my destination and switched on my phone, it suddenly got flooded with messages from RV and Palak. She had asked me to call her. She told me to talk to RV because he was worrying about me and had called her a hundred times asking about me. After that I received a message from RV. I informed him that I had reached safely. It was then that RV told me the reason for his dismay. His message to me was, <i>"Today is 3rd March and you forgot all about it. We were finally together on this date after three months and you wanted to spend this day with your friend."</i> I wanted to bang my head against the wall after reading the message. I tried explaining things to him in the next few messages but all in vain. I was laughing like a loser kid. RV buried the matter then and there but seriously, here I sit writing and still feeling hopeless!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I had told this to RV then. He was angry at them. He had said, "It is none of their business. Tell them to stop poking their noses in others' affairs." This answer had satisfied me then. But RV's own behavior is defeating his words. He has made this a public affair by showing how little he is affected by my presence.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">The cab arrived after a short while. RV did not sit with me. It would have been alright if he had chosen to sit with his friends. But he went to sit with Kim. Kim is just a classmate and as far as I know RV he does not go around sitting with other girls when I am with him. It pinched a bit but I got over with it without noticing it much. But my anger knew no limits when RV sat with someone else after coming back from the studio. We all came back to college and were sitting in the classroom. RV went and sat with Naina. He was chatting with her and paying no attention to me. I wouldn't have cared about this if RV and I have a lot of time to spend together otherwise. But I was seeing him after ages. What was wrong with him?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">A little later, we all went to our <i>adda</i>. Today was a beautiful spring evening. I was chatting with others to deviate my mind from RV. But then something final happened. I could take it no more. RV again went to sit with Naina and I saw RV's mobile with Naina. She was checking his phone. RV has never even let me touch his phone. His phone has always been a mystery to me. But that girl was checking his phone which was just unbearable. This was the first time I had been so pissed by him. At once i got up to go home.Then I remembered that I had to go to a relative's place. I boarded the next bus from the stop and sat their feeling like a nobody. This was the first time I had reacted like this. Never could I have imagined waling away from RV without saying good-bye. I sat their thinking of nothing but trying to figure out my mistake. I tried to calm down but eventually my anger gave way to my tears and I could not help crying. I buried my head in my arms to escape the embarrassment of crying in public.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I was going over a few questions over and over again. <i>What is my fault? What have I done? I have always been there even when he has treated me like sh*t. Then why is he doing this?</i> I was confused and hurt. Then suddenly I got a message from RV,<i> "What happened?"</i> I should have been happy seeing RV's name because he was sending me a message after 3 months and he was infact showing concern. But the text made me angrier. Like he did not know what had happened. Like he was so innocent and sweet. Like I had left without saying a word just like that. I looked out of the window as if the answers were waiting for me there. I did not reply to the message. That was so unlike me. But RV had crossed all his limits. After a few hours, when I had calmed down a bit, I messaged him saying "Nothing. Had to leave urgently." Now we have been chatting for hours on facebook but I have not brought up that topic. But this thing has already hurt me and I am not able to get this out of my mind. I hope this feeling of anguish goes away soon.</span></div>
</div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-79864738589551380972011-10-03T11:22:00.000-07:002011-10-15T02:54:44.634-07:00Valentine's day<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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with your loved ones.But in India this day does not hold much relevance. Some
people are totally against valentine's day. Some do not celebrate this day and
some go to the extent of not letting others celebrate this day. RV falls in the
last category. According to him this ‘GenX' is stupid as to be making merry on
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stupid for celebrating Valentines Day, just because it did not originate in our
country and is not Holi or Diwali. Why don't people understand the deeper
meaning of this day. Another thing some of my friends say is <i>'love does not
need a day to be cherished.</i>’ But the reality is love does need a day too! It is
not like the old days when people had ample time for their loved ones. Now no
one has time for anyone. Everyone is busy in their own lives. Everyone prioritizes
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talk. He is busy making his career. I understand that is important but what
about us? Is that important to him no more? What is wrong with him. I
celebrated Valentine's day with Palak. Both of us had no one to go out with.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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week. We exchanged roses on Rose day, chocolates on chocolate day and even
hugged on hug day. I know I sound gay but I had no other option. I have never
had the chance to have fun on Valentine's day before. I thought this year would
be different. I had expectations. So to avoid RV's thoughts I went to the mall
with Palak. We had lunch in Pind Balluchi, we went to a disco and danced a
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I am committed but he would not believe me because I was not there with my
boyfriend. He got down on his knees but the most I could do was tell him my
name. He was embarrassing me in public. I wanted to get rid of him so
Palak and I left the disco. That was an end of a nice day spent but I was
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criticizes the way I am, the way I behave and everything else. What is wrong
with him? I have to prepare myself for anything that happens. Till now I had
never even dreamed of breaking up with him. But now anything can happen. If I
do not prepare myself for worst circumstances, I'll ruin myself. I'll have to
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">31st of December. It will be a new year tomorrow. This year has been the best year of my life. It has given a lot to me...a wonderful college, best friends and...RV! Everything has been so perfect. But even gods envy a person who is blessed with a perfect life. This year is ending on a bad note. Suddenly, things have taken a turn for the worse. RV does not talk much to me these days. I don't know what's wrong. The only connection between us is internet. No phone calls or anything. I haven't seen him since long. It all happened after his exams got over and the winter break began. Even when we chat online, he is rude to me most of the times. I try to be as calm as possible. I still behave in a polite and nice way because I don't want to upset him or fight. I don't want to lose him. But Its like...I don't know him anymore. He doesn't behave like the person he was...or he pretended to be. He doesn't share anything about his life with me. He doesn't tell me what is happening in his life. He is not interested in what is happening in my life. He doesn't want to know anything. He does not ask me anything. Even if I tell him something, he is so disinterested. So I have stopped telling him everything. Earlier, he used to ask me everything that happened during the day. But now he is not bothered. I feel sad. I don't know what's wrong. He seems to be irritated with me all the time, as if I am an intruder in his life.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">But right now, I am worried about my own relationship. What is wrong with him? Does he love me no more? Why is so indifferent towards me? Was everything between us fake? All I can do is be a bit tolerant and wait for the answers of my questions.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It'll be new year in an hour but I am not going out tonight. For the first time I'll stay at home and celebrate this new year peacefully in my room, reading a book. Suchit asked me to accompany him to a party but I don't feel like going anywhere without RV sometimes. It feels so empty without him. Please be the same old RV again..</span></div>
</div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-64548939654927428772011-07-16T15:38:00.000-07:002011-10-15T02:55:12.327-07:00Love and more<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I am studying a lot these days. Well, my exams are after a month and I usually start studying two days before my first exam but this time I have nothing else to do. It is exam time for B.Com people and as you know, I have no friends in my course. So I have no other option left. I don't have much people to hang out with or talk with because of my group's exam. So I just study all the time. I keep a book by my side all the time and the first thing I do when I wake up is open my book and start reading. I study all day long and then go to bed. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It has been more than a month now and I know him even better. One thing that I have understood about him is that he is very calculative. He knows what he wants and how he'll get it. Whatever he does has a purpose. If he is nice to someone..that too is because of a reason..some selfish reason. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">But I am confident about one thing.,.that he loves me! And that has got no selfish reason. We completed 1 month together on 3rd December. I wasn't expecting anything from his side because for guys 1 month is not a big deal and also, he does not contact me much due to his exams. I was a bit upset a night before because I would not get to talk to him on this special night but at 12 in the night I got a text message. It said, <i>"Congratulations. I love you a lot and will always be with you. We have completed one month together. I am missing you."</i> I was so happy. He remembered. That was so sweet. He has always been successful in surprising me. I just love his ways. He truly loves me. I wish this stays forever...and forever it will stay...We are two bodies one soul.</span></div>
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</div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-88996088480052663222011-07-15T11:59:00.000-07:002011-10-15T02:55:26.290-07:00Troubles<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We celebrated <i>Anant's</i> birthday today. When I told my mom that we are celebrating <i>Anant's</i> birthday, she first thought that <i>Anant</i> is a guy. Ha. Ha. I had to explain to her that<i> Anant</i> is our college's dramatic society. I wore an Indian dress for the first time in my college life and I got compliments. We all enjoyed a lot at the party. We sung, danced and ate. Many of us had prepared something or the other. Everyone liked my dance performance. When Suchit and I were performing everyone was shouting RV's name. Palak told me later that he was smiling throughout the performance. Pratima said that the performance was very romantic. Everyone could actually feel the romance. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Rv's performance was hilarious. We couldn't stop laughing. Everything went well. I was in the other room when his performance came to an end. He had tied a dupatta around his waist for the dance. He was unable to untie the knot. So he came to me and asked me to undo it for him. When I did, he took the dupatta from me. He threw it around my waist and dragged me closer to him. I was, like always, blushing. I lowered my eyes and gave him a shy look so he had to let me go. I rushed to the room where everyone else was.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">In the evening when the party was over he walked me home. I wanted to spend some more time with him but he said he was getting late. He had become a bit rude after the event. I asked him what was wrong with him and why was he being rude. He said it was nothing. I again asked him what was he thinking. He ignored the question and said good-bye. He did not even want to hug. I was confused, angry and hurt. I left without bidding him good-bye. I went back home and did not even look back. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I have a problem..whenever I am unable to express my anger I start crying. So I went straight to my room and started weeping. I cried because I was angry. I also clicked my pictures because I wanted to see how I pathetic I looked while crying. I know it was kind of lame but then I was not really "buried in deep sorrows" or something. I was just being stupid. Then I dialed RV's number. I asked him why had he behaved with me in such a manner. He said I was overreacting. I asked him if loved me and if I was important to him. He replied, <i>"Of course I love you and you are important."</i> I cooled down a bit and disconnected the phone. Later, Palak saw me crying. She asked me what was wrong. I refused to say anything. She then held my hand and led me to the roof. I told her everything that had happened. She said it was normal in a relationship and I shouldn't be thinking so much. Then I realized how stupidly I had behaved. I laughed at myself after that.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">But one thing has been troubling me a lot. I do not know if what I am doing is right or wrong. I haven't told him the truth...the truth about my past...I am hiding my past. I do not want to talk about the past. When I entered college I decided that my past would not be a part of my present. I would never talk to anyone about it. I would start afresh. But now RV is an important part of my life. I definitely couldn't have told him earlier because back then we were not in a relationship. But now if I tell him..how will he react? He'll stop trusting me. I think it is too late. I don't want to spoil this relationship and I definitely won't let my past ruin my present. I love RV a lot and I don't want to lose him. I guess it is best not to tell him about it. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">But the other day his elder sister discovered about this relationship. Few days ago, I gave him a call. He said he was with family so he would call me up at night. I waited for his call but after sometime I went to sleep. By now you must have realized how important my sleep is to me. :D So he called me up at 3 in the morning and I did not answer the phone because I was sleeping. He sent me a message which said, <i>"Can I call you now? I am missing you and I really love you?"</i> But he did not get a reply to this message so he sent me two more sweet messages which were somewhat similar. When I got up in the morning I again regretted sleeping.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">When we met in college he said that his sister had seen those messages and had saved my number in her mobile with the name "girlfriend". I found it a little derogatory but I did not tell him what I thought. So he said he would not attend my calls at home from now on. I was a bit furious, but again, I did not show my resentment. I hope his sister forgets about me soon. But I don't care that much. I know I am smart enough to hide this from my family. I don't want to tell any of my family members about this relationship as of now. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Now I am tired and sleepy. We have a party tomorrow. So i need rest and energy to perform. I wish I have some beautiful dreams tonight just like the beautiful life I have. I really thank God for all his gifts.And I love you RV..!</span></div>
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</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">That day our teachers had decided to take us to "Manu Temple". We got ready and went to boys' room to see if they were ready. I hugged RV. Everyone intentionally left us alone in the room and went to have breakfast. I became uncomfortable. I could see that RV was feeling more uncomfortable than me. He immediately got out of the room and asked me to lock the room and come downstairs. That was a very awkward situation but I got a feeling that he really respected me. I was happy that RV had reacted this way.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">After having breakfast we all were asked to go to Manu temple, 3 kms from Manali, on foot. Initially, we all walked together but later everyone was walking in their own small groups. I was walking alone...I wanted to. I love spending time alone at such places. I like to think about this life, nature and this world. RV thought I was upset about something so he came to me and started walking with me, but I told him to let me be for sometime. Then we reached a market where all of us again sat down together to rest. But after sometime everyone started walking again, leaving RV and me alone. This time there was an awkward silence between us. I was shy and he was clueless about what to talk. This was our first day after an official relationship and we had never felt this way before with each other. But gradually, we again started feeling comfortable with each other. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">When we reached Manu temple, everyone saw a new side of me yet again. They saw me worshiping Krishna. I stood there inside the temple communicating with Krishna for more than half an hour. RV was surprised to see that side of me. Not that I am very religious or something..I just believe we all need someone to talk to..someone to believe in! From a very young age, I started seeing the image of that someone in Krishna..and over the years I have become a strong follower of Him. I believe that even if I have nobody with me, I'll still not be alone because I can always share everything with my God. After the visit we again started walking. At one place we saw a beautiful bench placed under a tree. The location was so romantic. Suchit asked me to sit there with RV. They wanted to take a picture of me with him. I looked back and saw all the teachers coming. I did not like the idea very much so i plainly rejected, RV pleaded with me but I am so damn stubborn that now I am regretting my behavior. Why couldn't I just get a picture clicked? RV and the others were very disappointed. Why am I so unromantic..huh!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Finally, the beautiful and unforgettable trip came to an end. We had to leave for Delhi that very day. But before leaving we were still given some time to wander in the market. I went with Riya to buy something for RV. I got our names painted on a key ring. I bought some other random thing for him. It was not very expensive but I just wanted the thing to always bring back all the memories of Manali. We all were so engrossed in shopping that we never realized that we were late and when we reported at the bus stop, all of us were punished. The principal told us to keep standing inside the bus. But when we saw that no one was watching, we silently sat down on our seats. I gave the present to RV. He was overwhelmed with joy. He said, <i>"If i could I would stand up and hug you." </i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We once again had a lot of fun. I never had so much fun in all my life. Eventually, sleep overcame everyone. It was a full moon night and we were still on the hilly track. Mountains and the full moon was a treat to the eyes. RV was holding my hand and talking to me about the beauty of everything. Every minute that I spent with him, unraveled to me how romantic he could be. But I was too tired to say anything. I did not want to but, sadly enough, I slept! I woke up in the middle of the night to see that RV was still awake. He was waiting for me to wake up. I apologized to him for sleeping and then we started talking again. Everything was so peaceful. He was looking into my eyes. His gaze was fixed on me. I was again feeling shy. I told him to stop staring at me but he never moved his eyes away. I again started feeling sleepy. I tried to control it but couldn't. I requested RV to sleep but he said it was such a beautiful night. <i>"How can I sleep? I don't know when will we ever have the opportunity of being together like this. I just want to be with you right now."</i> I was feeling helpless. No matter how much I tried to keep myself awake, I just couldn't. I don't remember when but I again dozed off. I woke up with a shudder when Kashif almost yelled, <i>"Isha, it is 8 in the morning and you are still asleep. We have almost reached. Look RV did not even sleep at night. He was waiting for you to wake up."</i> I felt bad..really bad. How could I have done this. Riya and Suchit told me that RV had been up all night and was singing songs and disturbing them to keep himself awake. I asked RV as to why he didn't sleep. He said that he was waiting for me to get up. I asked him, <i>"Why couldn't you wake me up?"</i> I felt horrible when he said, <i>"I did not want to disturb your sleep. I just wanted you to wake up yourself. And by the way, you look beautiful while sleeping." </i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We finally reached college but none of us wanted this trip to end. When we got down from the bus Riya dragged me to a corner and told me that Suchit had proposed Riya that night and she had accepted it.I was shocked at first but when Riya and RV told me that Suchit had the intentions of proposing her all the time I felt happy for both of them. Now, it was time for RV to go back home. I hugged him tight. I did not want him to leave. I watched him going with mixed emotions of joy and sorrow as he moved towards the metro station.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">On the first day of the trip we went to Rohtang pass. I was so excited and charged up that I trekked all the way to the peak of a high hill. 13 of us started trekking but only two could make it to the top. Everyone was so impressed. I was feeling proud. Even our principal praised me. :D We all ate maggi and had fun when we came back. Then in the evening we were back to Manali. The teachers said we could roam the streets till 8. Everyone was busy shopping. The girls went back to the hotel because they were tired. Only Riya, Isha and I still had the energy to look around a little. The guys looked more interested in shopping. They were looking for I don't know what! They did not even bother to take us along. They left us alone in the market. But we too didn't care. We flirted with some other guys. And when we realized it was getting late and we had to get back to our hotel, which was in quite a secluded place, we called RV. RV was not at all bothered. He told us to hold on and was talking to the shopkeeper. I was angry. I dropped the phone and then Riya dialed Suchit's number. He also seemed busy shopping. We were mad at them by that time. It was dark and they did not even care about us. Leave the rest but RV? We were so upset that we decided to go back on our own. Angry as we were, we started heading towards the hotel. The path was so creepy that we got scared. Riya scared us more by saying, <i>"Tie your hair in a ponytail. I have heard that there are many spirits on hill stations."</i> We were praying all this while. To our relief, we came across two male teachers going back to the hotel. We covered rest of the path with them. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">But when the guys came back, we did not talk to them. RV kept on apologizing all the time but I did not want to talk to him. Suchit and Kashif left hope after some time but RV didn't. We had a bonfire party that night. Riya and I were dancing separately. We did not want to dance with those careless people. But rest of the group was dancing together. Later RV and Suchit again apologized and this time I accepted the apologies. But Riya was still not listening. She started talking to RV but had a terrible fight with Suchit. She said that he was a rude and arrogant person. But later that night everything was solved. Riya and I talked for hours at length. We had suddenly become such close friends. But one thing that was disturbing me...Isha's behaviour. She had been very rude with me since the time we had boarded the bus. I was unable to understand her problem. Initially, I tried replying politely to every harsh comment she made. Later, I had no patience left! I did not talk to her much after that. Even RV was not very nice to her. Whenever Isha tried coming close to him, he rudely ordered her to maintain distance. I was not very comfortable with his rudeness but I was happy that he atleast took care of what I did not like.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Next morning was cold but pleasant. We were given just an hour to get ready, and we were four people in one room. We quickly dressed up to leave for Solang valley. I had no idea when I was having my breakfast that the day was going to become the <b>MOST MEMORABLE AND BEAUTIFUL DAY OF MY LIFE. </b>After having breakfast, we were to catch a local bus - </span><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">the only mode of transport to the valley. Everyone occupied the last row. Riya and I sat together. RV was busy watching the beauty of the hills...so was I! It took us an hour to reach a place some kilometers from the valley. The bus did not go any further. We had to walk our way to Solang. As we were all taking pictures and happily walking, our principal commanded us to trek downhill. He pointed towards the hill on which the road was made. The hill was covered with trees and bushes and we had no ropes or sticks. But none of us showed any sign of complaint. Instead, we ran as fast as we could to win the undeclared race. After reaching the lower road, we were taken to a beautiful lake. We had to cross a delicate bridge. Then came the biggest challenge for me. Because of my previous day's over exertion, I was suffering from backache, and we were told to climb a steep hill which did not even have trees or bushes to act as support. It was grassy and greasy I climbed it with great difficulty. Suchit had to hold my hand all the time to push me upwards with him. RV had already reached the top. I was really angry with him for being so selfish. Later we went to a very beautiful village. We were jumping on the roofs of the houses. After some time we had to go to some other place. Again, our respected teachers told us to take a shortcut. It was a cramped road. Even walking there was a difficult task. RV was holding my hand. All the teachers were behind us. I was surprised. RV was the sort of guy who would not do anything to spoil his image in front of teachers. He knew what I was thinking. He said, </span><i style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-large;">"I can hold your hand here, right? The road is not good and we have an excuse. No one will find it odd."</i><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"> I just kept quiet and nodded. We were taken to some place to have lunch. After lunch we were given time to have some fun. RV was reading something. I went over to him and asked him what was written. He abruptly hid the page and said it was nothing. Just some poems he had brought with him to read at this beautiful place. He asked me to leave him alone for some time. I did as he said. We all enjoyed a lot there. It was 3:30 and we had to catch the last local bus which would leave at 5:10. If we missed the bus, there was no other way of going back. So we started walking towards the bus stop. I felt that RV was behaving differently. His behaviour had, all of a sudden, changed! He was sweeter than usual. We all sat in some dhaba near the bus stop. It was 4 'o' clock. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">After everyone had settled, RV said that he wanted to explore the place and so he wanted me to come along. I didn't want to go alone with him. What would the teachers think? And if we missed the bus? So I hesitated at first. But when he insisted I went with him, still doubtful. He took me to a beautiful but secluded road. We sat on a bench made on one side of the road. Behind the bench was a beautiful meadow covered with trees and fallen leaves. RV talked to me about life, us and love. I was still trying to figure out what was wrong with him. Then he asked me to enter the meadow with him. I declined his offer. I was scared. Why did he want me to go to the meadow? What was in his mind? And what if we did not make it at time for the bus? He requested me many times but I never agreed. I said that I wanted to go back. He was irritated and he said, <i>"Why can't you spend some time with me? Why do you want to go back with me? Okay, if you want to go back then let us go."</i> He stood up angrily. I was more than relieved and happily went where others were. When we went back we saw Riya and Isha fighting. Riya was calling Isha a bi***. I asked Kashif, who was a silent spectator, as to what had happened. He told me that Riya was angry with Isha because she thought that Isha had bi***ed about her. Meanwhile, RV was talking to Abhi. He said that I wasn't going alone with him so Abhi offered him to give us company. I readily agreed but I was confused that why were they so insistent on going to that particular place. It was 4:40. All three of us went back to that place. Abhi and RV talked to me for a while. Then Abhi also requested me to spend some time alone with RV. I again rejected. Then Abhi went somewhere and he said he was coming..though he never came back. It was 5 now and I was restless. In 10 minutes the bus would leave. I now begged RV, <i>"Please, let us go back. Otherwise they'll leave us."</i> He was annoyed and he angrily agreed. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">As we were walking back, RV suddenly started praising my inner and outer beauty. I felt like a fool who did not understand what was RV trying to do. He said, "<i>Sometimes I just feel like praising you. Please stay here for a while."</i> And then he started saying something in different languages. I did not understand a word of what he was saying but then he said, <i>"...in Hindi they say Main tumse pyaar karta hoon and in english I Love you."</i> My heart skipped a beat when I heard this. He had never said the "love" word before. But I still had no idea why he was saying this when he suddenly bent on his knee and took my hand into his'. I was shocked. I did not know how to react. I started shouting. <i>"Get up for god's sake! Someone will see us."</i> <i>"Today, I don't care if someone sees us. I'll not get up till I finish saying what I want to. This is the way you wanted it to be. Isha, I love you and you are special to me. I want you to be my lover. I want you to be with me till fate wants us to be. I wanted to give you a surprise. But before you answer I want you to know three things:first, you know that my career is my priority. Second, if you'll be my girlfriend then you'll be completely mine. And third, I want you to be true to me."</i> I was too shocked to say anything. I was standing with one hand covering my lips and the other in his hand. I was trembling. His hand was shaking too. I couldn't get a word out of my mouth. I simply nodded saying yes. But I had decided one thing...that no matter what happened I would never be disloyal to him. I would never hurt him or leave him. I would be with him forever. I didn't tell him that because I was speechless. He was happy. He stood up, hugged me and kissed me on my cheeks. He had kissed me for the first time. The feeling of being hugged this time was different. I felt like I belonged here. He took out a handmade card from his bag. He had made this especially for me. It was a lovely card. He had written all his feelings on the card. He had even gone as far as decorating it. He also gave me the idols of kullu and manali. Kullu was the king and manali his queen. He told me the significance of the couple. He told me that it would always keep us together, as was the popular belief in the region. He also told me that he wanted to give me a buoquet of flowers and that is why that previous night he and the others had left us all by ourselves, but they couldn't find one. I was just too happy to say anything. I was blushing. I could feel the heat. We were walking back holding hands when Abhi came running and told us to rush or the bus would leave. It was such a dramatic scene. We were running, still holding hands. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">The bus was waiting for us. A senior told us to quickly get into the bus. I was panting. There was no place to sit...not even to stand. So we made some place to stand. RV was standing behind me. He was holding my arms. Abhi looked at him with a questioning look. RV made a gesture saying yes. Abhi went to the front where rest of our group was sitting. RV made me sit somewhere. Isha sat on my laps. Then we heard voices of everyone from the front shouting, "Congratulations RV!" I was still blushing. I hid my face. When the bus reached Manali's market everyone started congratulating us. I couldn't say anything. Palak and everyone was asking me what happened. I was silent. The boys were so amazed to see me blushing. They had never seen this side of me. They had always known me as a tomboyish person. Kashif made a video of me. Everyone asked for a treat. RV treated everybody. RV bought an ice-cream for me but I was too excited to eat anything. That night when we went back, we went to the boys' room. But soon the teachers came and told us to go back to our rooms. Riya took me to the corridor and asked me about the proposal. I was telling her eerything when we saw RV and some seniors standing in the corridor of the lower floor. I said Hi to RV. He went back to his room and brought a video camera. He asked me to come downstairs and take the video camera. It was Isha's camera. I shyly said that I didn't want to come. I am sure he would have been amazed by my behavior. Anyways, he came upstairs. Well, the camera was an excuse. He just wanted to hug me and wish me good night. That was the best day of my life. I have never had such a beautiful day in my life. RV has done something that no one has or will ever do for me. I feel blessed that I am so special to someone...to a person that is so special to me too. I used to tell him what my dream proposal was like...but I never knew that he would make my dream come true...</span></div>
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Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-78320219190592714032011-06-26T14:03:00.000-07:002011-06-26T14:03:31.999-07:00The journey begins<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">We have reached Manali. I am sitting in the hotel room writing this. We started the journey yesterday. Yesterday was beautiful. I performed for the first time. We, the first years, gave our first ever performance! I cannot even explain the feeling. Performing in front of so many children...performing for a cause...I felt proud!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">We didn't have much time after the performance to prepare for our trip to Manali. So all the <i>'Anantians'</i> who were going on the trip rushed back to the college to make it in time. My house is near college so everybody had kept their belongings at my place. Palak, Suchit, Riya, Abhi, Aanchal, Kashif, Isha, Vasudha, me and...RV are a group! I finally told RV that I knew he was coming. He did not react much (as always) but he definitely did not like it. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">As night fell, everybody started dozing off one after another. RV was sitting next to me. We were holding hands. After some time he started playing with my hands...I felt nice...After a while....I SLEPT! When I woke up in the morning, I could see a disgusted look on RV's face. We finally reached the hotel. We were given time to freshen up and now we are going to visit Rohtang pass. I don't know what it is, but I am enjoying the trip already. I have to go now. Everybody's waiting!</span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-87848708787963482922011-06-25T15:22:00.000-07:002011-06-25T15:23:04.624-07:00The secret!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Today RV went shopping with me. And that, dearest diary, was the most annoying shopping session ever. I simply love shopping. Shopping brings me to life. It is actually my life. Whenever I am sad, I just shop and shop. And then I am perfectly fine again! And guys do not know anything about shopping. They just spoil the whole thing. So did RV. Thankfully, I had not planned to shop much. Otherwise I would have killed him for ruining it. Actually he would have never gone with me had he known that I was going shopping. He somehow misunderstood the whole thing. He thought we were just going to spend some time together. He was so pissed at me. But, he is sweet and nice to me all the time. Never does he complain much.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">And you know what? He has got his name for the college trip registered. He didn't tell me that. That was supposed to be a surprise for me. But I came to know today. We were heading back home. We were sitting in the local bus. I received of message from Abhi. He said that he wanted to tell me a secret but said that I had to promise him that I would keep it safe. I obviously said yes. He would have told me anyways! His message was <i>"RV will be joining us for the trip. He just wants to give you a surprise so he did not tell you. Please don't tell him that I told you. I just thought you should know."</i> I seriously felt like dance after reading this message. I started smiling. RV asked me why was I smiling without a reason but I didn't tell him that I knew the big secret. Though I now know that Abhi is not good at keeping secrets.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I had never imagined that RV is such a romantic person and I am so special for him. Well, I have had boys drooling over me before but I never felt so good about someone doing something special for me. It just seems so right!</span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-27954430606504266582011-06-23T08:22:00.001-07:002011-06-23T13:33:04.056-07:00The first kiss and something totally unexpected...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I kissed him on his cheek today. It was abrupt and unexpected. He was talking to someone and was looking so cute. I just couldn't resist it! I gave him a peck on the cheek. He stood there, silent! For a moment he did not realize what had happened. He started fumbling. He was distracted. I enjoyed watching his reaction. But I was equally embarrassed at what I had done.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">This was not the only unexpected thing that happened today. I was sitting in the canteen when RV came to me and said, <i>"Listen, I want to talk to you. It is really urgent."</i> Ugh! This is the most annoying line. I just get nervous when someone says this. I tried to look totally indifferent, <i>"Yes, tell me. What is it?"</i> <i>"No, not here. I want to talk to you in private."</i> This made me even more nervous. I tried to recall things. Had I done something wrong? What did I do? My mind started racing. He walked towards the classrooms and I followed him. He was looking for an empty classroom. Finally we settled in one of the rooms. The look on his face told me it was serious. He cleared his throat as if he had a lot to say, <i>"I know you like me. I like you too, you know that right? But right now I am not ready for a relationship. I am just 18 and I have a lot to do. I have different priorities.I want to achieve something first. And I can't waste time on a relationship. There are so many boys in our college. I'll find a boyfriend for you. You don't have to stay with me. And I don't want you to expect anything from me."</i> I was hurt. I was hurt not because he did not want to be in a relationship with me, but because he did not have faith in me. How could he think that I just wanted a boyfriend? How could he think that I would leave him if he couldn't be in a relationship with me. <i>"I'll be with you. I don't care about the relationship thing. You are there with me, that is more than enough. But you have to have faith in me first. I won't go away just because you have other priorities."</i> I almost yelled. He seemed to be satisfied with the answer. He did not say anything else. He promised to meet me after classes and went away...And we did meet...everything was normal, like nothing ever happened. I have no idea what am I trying to do with my life. But one thing is clear in my mind. I am not going to expect anything...Expectation is the cause of all trouble!</span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-6231517463505159032011-06-22T11:59:00.000-07:002011-06-22T11:59:45.611-07:00A lot coming ahead!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I am soo busy these days. In a few days I'll be performing for the first time. <i>Anant</i> is to perform in a government school, as I told you. Basically, it is a street play (<i>nukad naatak</i>) and our theme is <i>PAISA</i> (money). Well, I don't have a very special role, but as they say, every role is important! But RV's role is totally awesome. And he delivers it even better! He is playing a woman. WOW! and when we see him we just can't help laughing. He is so dedicated that he concentrates only on his work when we are practicing. He doesn't even talk to me. And that reminds me to tell you what I didn't. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Yes, he did miss me! I was so relieved and happy when he told me that he missed me. I came back to Delhi a few days ago and I directly went to attend the session. RV was already sitting there. He saw me and smiled. I smiled back. When we had some free time, he came to me and said hello. Honestly, I did not expect to get such a "cold" reply. But later when we were sitting in the park he said, <i>"I should have hugged you when you came. We met after so long and I just said hello."</i> I shyly replied, <i>"No, it is alright. You don't have to do something because you think it has to be done that way because we like each other. Do it only if you feel like."</i> Well, he changed the topic after that. I asked him if he was ready to start a relationship now. He requested me to have a little patience. He said he is waiting for the right time I don't know what does he want and what is he thinking. What does right time mean? I sometimes don't understand him at all.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Anyways, I was talking about the street play. So we are working hard. It is extremely hot and we practice in the ground. I am so excited. Our play is on the 1st of November. On that very day we also have a college trip..A trip to Manali. Suchit and Abhi are interested to go. Riya also wants to go. Everybody is confused. Sometimes they say they'll go and sometimes they say they'll not. Lets see what they decide. I'll go only if these guys go. My classmates are totally hopeless. Don't expect much from them. I am damn sure they'll never go. Ofcourse, their "boyfriends" won't be there. <i>Waise bhi</i> I won't enjoy with them. RV won't be going though. He has a debate competition on 2nd of November. He is a champion! He has won so many prizes in debate competitions. I wouldn't have known it had it not been the day when he came back to college with a certificate in his hand. He had secured the first position. I was amazed. I did not know RV would be this talented. I was so overwhelmed that I hugged him tightly in front of everybody. I could see him blushing. He was speechless for a minute. <i>He! He! </i>But now I am disappointed that he won't be there in the trip but I know that he won't listen to anyone..not even me. He'll do only what he wants to. So what? I have a life! I'll enjoy with him...or without him. Hmm....a lot coming ahead!</span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-43918022542518511102011-06-17T11:41:00.000-07:002011-06-22T12:19:44.582-07:00College tomorrow<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Finally, the day I was waiting for is here! Tomorrow I am going back to Delhi. I want to meet RV. He maintained his word. He did not talk to me for 15 days. Well, he talked me but he was in touch with me only through social networking site, Orkut. We used to exchange scraps and everything but he never did attend my calls. And he has not been online for the last four days. He did not even wish me this Diwali. I am doubtful now. Did he really miss me? I am so eager to go back to Delhi and ask him the questions that have been haunting me ever since I left Delhi. I do not have much to write today. There is a lot running in my mind. I don't know where to start from. I kept poking RV and reminding him that I am there because I was afraid...insecure..I want him to miss me.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">And the other thing I have to think about right now is the street play. In a few days I'll be performing for the first time. Akhil bhaiya told me that we'll be doing this play in some government school. I am so excited. I'll be acting in front of so many people for the first time. Waiting for tomorrow...</span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">He won't talk to me for 15 days. I feel the reason he has given is somewhat lame! He said, <i>"I want to make sure that my feelings for you are strong enough. I want to test my love or liking for you. This is the best time as you are going to Chandigarh and I won't have to come across you everyday."</i> Huh! I am going to miss him real bad. And I am getting insecure now..too many things in head..what if he doesn't really miss me? What if he feels he doesn't want to enter into a relationship with me? Everything will be over. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Anyways, what gives me some hope is that that today's day was beautiful. RV was really upset that I am going tomorrow. He wanted to spend the whole day with me alone, without interference from anybody. I felt so important. Though I had to spend time with others as well. I couldn't help it! I'll miss all my friends and I wanted to be with them too. We are social animals and we cannot survive without lots and lots of friends. There is not just one person in our life. Moreover, I didn't want everyone to talk about RV and me! So I avoided being alone with him. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">We went to IIT today. We had a lot of fun. A bus was arranged and we all met near the college campus. When I sat in the bus, RV came and reserved a seat for himself, next to me. He kept his bag on the seat and made it a point to keep a check that no one sat on that seat when he was with other people. We were secretly holding hands. I am not very open. Though, I am very bold and frank, but I don't believe in public display of affection. I don't want to look like an asshole in love. It doesn't suit my personality. Coming back, when we reached IIT, RV wanted to spend time with me and only me! He asked me to follow him to some secluded place. But Ahaan ( Do I need to mention that he is also an <i>Anantian</i>?) said he was going that way too and he would not mind accompanying us. But Ahaan, RV did mind! RV, indirectly, tried explaining things to Ahaan but Ahaan had no idea about what was going on. That situation was so comical, I couldn't help laughing. In the end, we did not get the chance to be alone. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Later, during the jam session, RV took me to that secluded place. We sat there for more than an hour. He had become so emotional all of a sudden. He said that he did not want me to go and he was not happy that I was going. I had to force him to get up and join others. Later I felt bad that I did not give him the time he deserved. We reached back college at 8 in the night and went straight to our 'adda'. We clicked a lot of photographs and RV insisted that we got some nice pictures clicked together. He is changing. The lost guy I knew is actually be so romantic!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Well....I hope this was not our last day together. I just hope that RV misses me..</span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-48382405356259336862011-06-13T11:52:00.000-07:002011-06-13T23:10:21.114-07:00Coming closer<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Everybody knows about RV and me. They keep asking me questions like, <i>"Hey, are you guys dating?" "Who proposed?" "When did it all start?". </i>I just have one answer for everyone<i>, "We are not in a relationship. We just LIKE each other. We want to know each other more."</i> Though I would love to be in a relationship with RV right now but he says he wants to know me better before starting anything serious. We spend hours chatting and talking about our lives with each other. He sits with me till late in the night. We like spending time together. And everyday he comes to drop me home and leaves only after hugging me. This feeling is just so pure. It feels like I am loving for the first time, although it is not so! Neither is it RV's first love nor is it mine. I don't care how many relationships I have been in. That is all past and I have buried it all. I don't feel it is necessary to tell RV about my past. What I care about is the present..because RV, unlike the other guys, means a lot to me. I become a kid again when I am with him.</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">RV is not expressive and sometimes totally insensitive, yet I know that he cares a lot about me. And he even becomes possessive now. Finally, I have achieved it! Today Riya (another <i>Anantian</i>) and I were flirting with Raghav (that has become my favorite past time i guess!) and RV stopped me from doing that. Surprisingly, I felt good about it. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Even I got jealous today. After the session all of us were sitting in the ground when Isha suddenly went to RV and sat on his lap. Riya and I stared in amazement. What was she trying to do? She even tried holding RV's hand and when she realized I was watching she suddenly withdrew her hand. I was furious. Being my friend, how could she do that to me? After that Riya and I deliberately teased RV and passed offensive comments. <i>"Yeah RV, how nice of you. You don't want to hurt anybody so if a random girl comes to you and politely asks you to have sex you can't possibly deny, right?"</i> RV was embarrassed. He started giving explanations. He said that she was not sitting on his lap. I knew he was trying to defend himself. But after that he surely did one thing...stayed away from Isha!!!! </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Tomorrow we are all going to attend IIT's fest. The senior <i>Anatians</i> have booked a bus. I am looking forward to this one day with RV and ofcourse all the <i>Anantians</i> because day after tomorrow I am leaving for my mother's house in Chandigarh for 15 days...!</span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-61221737914874286442011-06-12T12:21:00.000-07:002011-06-13T09:29:19.673-07:00..and the love story begins<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;">RV likes me! I am so lucky...Every time I like a guy, he falls for me. But RV falling for me was like a distant dream. RV is very special. I like him very much . Today he confessed his feelings for me.</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"></span><br />
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</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The day started like any other day. I did not attend classes, as usual. I was sitting in the canteen with other <i>Anantians</i>, wasting time. RV came after his classes were over. It's Saturday so there was no session today. RV, Raghav and I were sitting in the college ground. I was flirting with both RV and Raghav. With RV, because I like flirting with him and with Raghav, because I wanted to make RV jealous. Raghav is another <i>Anantian</i> and studying Mathematical Science. Raghav was also flirting with me. He held my hand and said that he likes me. As for RV...no reaction! At one point I was actually frustrated to see all my attempts failing. </span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Feeling defeated, to RV I said, <i>"I want to eat ice cream. Are you getting me one?"</i> To my surprise his reply was, <i>"Ya sure, but you'll have to come along."</i> We bid Raghav good bye and started walking towards the ice cream parlor. We usually hold hands now so, like always I squeezed my hand into his hand. This time, quite unexpectedly, RV pulled back his hand. He said,<i> "Please, I don't wanna get addicted to you. Don't play with my emotions. For you I am like every other guy you flirt with. But it is not the same for me."</i> I was dumbfounded. I was completely blank for a few seconds. After I realized what he had just said I felt like I was floating on cloud nine. But I didn't know how to react or what to say. Finally I forced words out of my mouth,<i> "N....no...nooo..you are not like the other guys to me. I mean....I....I like you. I just have a little fun with other guys. But I didn't know that you like me too. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #990000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><i>"I was afraid. You are same with all the guys. I was trying to suppress my feelings because I thought they were of no use." </i>he was blushing when he said this. I took his hand into mine and said,<i> "Trust me...I like you and you need not fear anything."</i> He looked into my eyes. There was something more than just friendship for me in his eyes. I assured him that I wasn't going anywhere. And every word that I said is true. I'll never go anywhere. I'll be with him. Things are falling into place. Everything is fine now. As for my past..I have left it behind and it will never be a part of my present. </span></span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-36793016677186766032011-06-04T13:35:00.000-07:002011-06-13T09:27:50.258-07:00Playing the game!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">RV's behavior has changed towards me since my birthday (umm..or I assume?). He is friendlier. For the past few days our seniors have been so irritated with us because we keep on chatting all the time during the dram soc sessions. Yea Yea! I know that is bad because my main focus should be acting but what can I do when he talks! I cannot possible ignore him, right? Well, there is more! </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">After sessions, many of the <i>Anantians</i> go to their permanent <i>'adda' </i>to have a cup of tea and some moments with friends. Now I am an <i>Anantian</i> so it is my <i>adda</i> too. We sit for hours talking, laughing, sharing. No passerby ever walks away without looking and smiling at us at least once. No one minds our shouting there because the vendors seem to like us. I feel alive when I am there. We do what we want. We are never without company. RV also spends time with everyone though it takes him not less than two hours to reach his house.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Seniors have started linking us up. That is fun. RV and me! And the most astonishing thing is that he doesn't seem to mind it too. Instead, he has asked me to play along. Now, when we are with the seniors at our <i>adda</i>, we pretend as if we like each other. They know we are just pretending. But we do it for fun. Today we were sitting on a bench in the park and suddenly RV held my hand when he saw some seniors watching us and started talking to me as if planning for the future. For him it was drama, for me it was real! I felt a chill run down my spine as our fingers entwined. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">We have been playing this 'game' for days now but he held my hand for the first time. In fact, he is the kind of guy who would never let a random girl touch him. Few days back Isha tried hugging him. He drew himself away. He says he is not very 'hug friendly'. He doesn't even shake hands with most of the girls. He has never hugged a girl in college as far as I know. Then why did he hold my hand? Just to be in limelight? Or just to have some fun? Or something else? I even flirt with other guys to see if he gets jealous but he never seems to mind. I don't want to elevate my hopes but I can't help it. He doesn't know that I like him and the liking has grown with time. Yes, I am enjoying everything but still need to know his feelings. At least of one thing I am proud of. I have finally started liking someone seriously!! </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-82396320141138958332011-06-03T02:22:00.000-07:002011-06-03T06:16:01.672-07:0017th September - My birthday!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Today is my birthday...It's almost over though....!! It was the best birthday ever...I am so happy today....and guess what happened today. I got a call from some random landline number. When I picked up the phone, someone was playing <i><b>'Happy birthday'</b></i> on guitar. I didn't know who it was but that gesture made me feel really special. And later someone was singing <i><b>'happy birthday'</b></i>. I couldn't recognize the voice. When the person wished me birthday and stopped singing, I asked him who he was. He asked me to guess. I could not! I requested him to break the suspense. He said <i>"RV speaking. How was the surprise?"</i> I almost fainted! Was it really RV? I was blushing. He was the first person to wish me. He called me at 12 midnight. What could be a better day? I had least expected a call from him. He talked to me for 15 minutes. I did not attend any other call during that time. I could have ignored the whole world for that conversation. Luckily, my family came with a cake and some gifts after I had disconnected the phone. When I slept, I had a huge smile on my face. Palak (we share the same room) was staring at me, surprised. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Morning was good and I went to the college all dressed up. My friend and classmate Taru wished me with a bouquet of pink roses. It was beautiful. That was not it! When I went to my class my friends surprised me with a chocolate cake. It felt good. But that cake was meant to please my skin, hair and clothes rather than my stomach! Oh what a mess I was in! My face was covered with chocolate and RV and Aanchal (a friend) held me by my hands and made me take a round of the whole college with that face! To embarrass me more, all my friends were following me everywhere and singing <b><i>‘happy birthday’</i></b> all the while. People were staring at us. But I didn’t mind the embarrassment because RV was holding my hand. I was glad that my red face had been hidden by the brown chocolate. But later, I had to spend 2 hours in the saloon to get that mess on my face and head cleared!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">After college I had a party organized at a disc called Ice cubes. The party was organized jointly by my classmate Rashmi and me. Her birthday also falls on the same day. We had invited some thirty people to the party. I had invited all my friends and some seniors from the dramatic society as well. RV was coming! I wore a bottle green coloured halter dress and got my otherwise curly hair straightened. I knew I was looking good. As always, I was late for my own party. Rashmi was so annoyed with me. Ha! Ha! But what a grand entry I made</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">RV and Suchit were to come by Suchit’s bike. When Suchit saw me he said I was looking sexy. RV said I was looking pretty. Ahh..I felt like it was the best day. We all danced a lot. I danced with RV also. RV had a camera. He clicked photographs of everyone. I got some pictures clicked with him. RV gifted me roses, chocolates and a teddy bear, everything that I like. When the party was over Taru and some friends told me that RV had been staring at me all the time at the party. I felt butterflies in my stomach but I did not believe Taru. I said to her, <i>“Oh come on! It is not possible. That guy and staring at me? You are probably mistaken.”</i> They tried to convince me that I had been the center of his attention all the time. I just ignored what they said because I did not want to have any expectations. The beautiful day finally came to an end.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">But just as I had reached home, RV called me up again and greeted me once more in the same way as he had done yester night. And now he sends me a message. A childish yet sweet poem dedicated to me. Why is he doing all this? Is this feeling mutual? I am so looking forward to what tomorrow has in store for me. This time is fun and exciting and my 19<sup>th</sup> birthday is my best birthday ever!</span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-43805608650877050142011-05-29T13:34:00.000-07:002011-05-31T00:13:12.358-07:00RV's Birthday<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Yes! I was the first one to wish RV on his birthday. I had planned to surprise RV with a cake and I told Palak my plan. But such a meanie she is! She told Shruti about the plan and all of RV's classmate brought a cake for him. I didn't even come to know about this plan. I was so pissed, seriously! I was in my class and RV called me. I couldn't obviously pick up the phone. He called me again and i had to switch off the phone. He called on Isha sharma's number. You might be thinking Isha is my name. So who is this other Isha. Well, she is a very good friend of mine and my classmate. She is also a part of our group. Isha also couldn't attend his call. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">When the lecture was over and we went to the canteen all of our friends were already there. Palak came to me with a piece of cake. I was furious, "What? You guys already cut the cake? And couldn't wait for me? All this was my plan and you ditched me?" I knew my anger could reveal my feelings so I let Isha shout at them. She specifically shouted at RV. "Rohan.. Are we not your friends? Why couldn't you wait for us to come?" RV was trying to convince us that he wanted to wait for us but couldn't, "I called you both so many times. All the 'anantians' were waiting for me to cut the cake. I couldn't do anything." He looked stuck. Ha! Ha! Poor RV. He wanted to celebrate his birthday with all of us so he proposed to take us to some food outlet in Cannaught Place (CP). Isha and I were behaving so rudely. I said I wouldn't go with him and he could take his other friends he had cut the cake with. Same was Isha's answer. Palak tried to persuade me and finally I agreed. But Isha seemed to be more angry than me. No one could understand why. I was her best friend then so i tried convincing her. It took a lot of effort on my part to convince her. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">We went to CP by metro. The place he wanted to take us to was a few kilometers from CP. Suchit said he knew the way and we didn't need to take an auto. So we all followed him. Hmm the outcome was that we lost our way and were wandering on the streets. During this time Abhinav and RV were discussing something secretly. Isha and I asked them what they were talking about. RV didn't open his mouth. Isha begged Abhinav to tell what it was. Abhinav told us that there was a girl in RV's colony who has a crush on him and she had gifted him something. The gift was in his bag.What if Abhinav was telling us the partial truth? Maybe he has a girlfriend. Maybe he likes her too. What if he is committed? So what? I am not even serious about him. Honestly, I was a little jealous. But I did not react much. I could not react much! Instead, I was teasing RV. Isha was doing the same and she acted as if she was angry with RV because of that girl. Now why is Isha reacting like that? Does she also has a crush on RV? I am confused. But let it be! I don't care. He does not like me the way I do so I cannot think about him so much. Today was a nice day. His birthday! In the evening we all sat in central park and had a lot of fun. This life is good! Friends, crush, outings. I just love it!</span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564997603631168441.post-16053411128023118012011-05-29T11:49:00.000-07:002011-05-29T12:16:35.653-07:00The Dram Soc!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Its been a few days since I have written. I was so busy with college that I did not get the time to write. <i>Waise bhi</i> nothing very eventful happened. But today was great. Our college's dramatic society's session commenced today. So many people have joined the society. There are people from different courses. The members, 'Anantians' as they call themselves, are so cool. There were no auditions. Anyone could join the society. I loved the session today. The session was at 2:30 P.M., after classes. They asked all of us to perform something. I was so nervous and everyone else seemed to be so confident. But finally when it was my turn I enacted Amitabh Bachhan...funny..!</span><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">Palak also went to attend the session with me. Not that she is interested in acting or anything, she just wanted to join something and this is the best society of our college. The seniors are all very nice. Ahem... RV was also there. He was looking cute as always. There were other people from B.com. Our other friends Abhinav, Suchit and Kashif have also joined this society. We are all a group. Some girls from my course also attended the session. I was sitting with Palak all the time. They all sang songs during the session. The seniors asked everyone to sing a song. RV is an awful singer! My goodness..the way he sings. He wasn't singing when they asked him and when they said everyone had to sing...you know what was his song? <i>"Korbo Lorbo Jeetbo Re"</i>! Disgusting it was. We all were laughing hard. And when he was asked to act, he acted like a drunk man. He acts nicely. He was in his school's theatre society too. My school didn't even have such a society...Huh!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">But the sad part was that he never even looked at me during the session. And he left immediately when the session ended. He is so stupid. Guys in my school used to stay back to chat with girls but this guy is different. but anyways, I see no progress. We have talked and hung out together in the last few days but never alone. We are always with our group. Ohh....It is 12 midnight and it is 5th September. Its RV'S birthday! I am going to call him now. I want to be the first person to call him. Ohh crap! I am leaving!</span></div></div>Trishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17421165227481977360noreply@blogger.com2