The feeling of self reliance is always combated by the feeling of solitude. Every human brain is a stand alone machine, but every human heart wants another loving heart in its vicinity. Especially for an overprotected child like me, I always wanted someone by my side. My mom, my bestie and recently that guy who lived in the next door. Lot of people walk into and very soon walk out of our lives. But some people are stuck in our mind, that we remember them for our lifetime.
After my term at US, I returned back home. My parents were more than happy to see me. I took few days off work and my mom stuffed me with all my favourite foods. She had even bought me a new collection of salwar to use from now on. They were all stunning and I could feel my mom's touch in every piece. She always liked pleasant colours and contradicting dupattas. Her choice of jewellery were always simple.
After my days off, I decided to report back to work, but this time in Bangalore. I have decided to leave my parents and stay away. I know I am doing it for good. But I can't explicitly tell why. I can't rob my parents off their peace.
"Mom I am taking up a project in Bangalore office. I am leaving tomorrow"
"How dare you do this without consulting us"
"Mom don't I know what is good for my career?"
"It doesn't matter. You are getting married soon. And after you have kids, you are not going to work. So don't worry too much about your career"
"Mom how could you decide all these?"
"Like how you did right now"
"Alright. If this is your decision, then I am going back to US and I am never coming back" and I went into my room.
My dad convinced both of us and my parents let me go to Bangalore. Still, my mom wasn't fully convinced.
In Bangalore, I stayed in the working women's hostel. I did not wanted to rent a house nor preferred sharing. Back to my solitude!
I was unable to get that guy out of my mind. Especially, after moving to Bangalore, I wished that I would see him somewhere, at least once. But it's been more than a month and I never saw him anywhere. One day, as I went through the marketplace, I saw a newly renovated building. The board on it read, "Rishi Co.". I remembered this name. It was his' accountancy firm on the name of his late brother. His family wanted to start this firm in Bangalore, after his brother's wedding and to gift it to him. But things went the other way. Anyways, I was happy to see that he has moved on and wasn't mourning any more. Suddenly, my heart started to pump faster and my eyes were racing to get a glimpse of his, through the glass door. There he was! More smarter than ever, big smile, professional attire and enthusiastic. He was standing behind the door and was talking with someone. I did not wanted him to notice me. But I did not wanted to leave either. Still, I thought it would be the stupidity act to talk him, when he was already overflowing with life.
I turned away and started to walk, when I heard that familiar voice say, "Hi!".
Yes it was him. More than handsome ever. His lovely smile, charm and his smell, brought tears. But I cleverly concealed it. We were meeting after an year and I was thrilled to see him. But he looked very composed. We had an informal chat for a couple of minutes and I moved away.
From then on, we have been messaging each other. I was so glad that he replied me instantly every time I messaged him. I started to feel happier than ever. I loved reading his messages over and over and preserved them all. I knew I am already in love with him. But he was keeping his distance. I never wanted him to love me. I was more than happy to receive messages from him.
One day, I finished my work very late and was standing in the bus stop. It was raining heavily. I got drenched and was shivering in cold. A white Audi stopped by the side of the bus stop. I received a call in my mobile. It was him and he was the one in the car as well. I sat by his side at the front. The front passenger seat was more spacious than my dad's Alto. I know it's crazy to compare Alto and Audi. But the feeling that I get in Alto is what I am experiencing in this Audi. It's not about the car, but the man sitting next to me. There were lot of road closures and due to heavy rain, the way to my hostel was flooded. I had no other option than to go to his flat and stay with him for the night.
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