348 of 620 (part 5)

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On the way our conversation started yet again. She started talking something about her guy and she was begging and reasoning and shouting at him. I was just listening to it. I knew she liked him a lot. I had caught her many times looking at his picture during the class hours. I had also noticed times when she called me with her guy’s name and usually I never corrected her because I knew that she never realized it. It hurt me a lot but I didn't have a choice. He had left her now for the most insane reason and it made me angry but I couldn't say that aloud too because I knew she would support him even during that time of pain and would say “poor guy maybe something was wrong and he didn't have a choice” but would never accept anything against him forever. I felt a little jealous on him. Though I could be with her and speak with her all the time I couldn't be him- the guy who meant more than the world to her. So I kept quiet and listening to her. I sometimes said her to give him some time so that he’d be back. And that made her be quiet/calm for few minutes and then she would see something relate it to him and tell me some story and end up crying yet again. I didn't know what to do but one thing I knew was that my presence comforted her. I was confident that she would be normal very soon and forget him. And maybe someday… someday she would accept me too. But though the probability seemed extremely less my heart did hope for it all the time.

So we reached the theater and called up other friends. I realized that they were caught in some traffic and would be late. So I was sitting along with her in front of the theater waiting for other. She was a lean girl but when we were sitting and talking I just realized that she had a little tummy.

Me     : “Hey what is this?”

Hater :  What?

Me     : This. (And I touched her tummy. She moved away in shock.

Hater : How dare you? Idiot.  Don’t you know you are not supposed to touch a girl and that too in a public place? What would people think if I had given you a tight slap as a spontaneous reaction?

Me     : hey sorry sorry sorry… Was just playing… Am sorry.

Hater : Just shut up idiot. Now where are they? Will they come or not? It is already late.

And that very second others came. We went for the movie. The movie sucked. She was chatting about the movie explaining how many expectations she had on that movie and how badly it sucked.  It was drizzling when we came outside the complex. The weather was cool. We said good bye to everyone else and we started towards her home.

I loved to ride my bike really fast - the so called rash riding gave me great pleasure. But with her I could never do that, she'd kill me. She had that power to control my accelerator's speed from behind. When her grip tightens I was supposed to slow down else the next second I would definitely get a knock on my head. I was used to it and I loved the way she took control of me. The same story happened that day too. But for a change I didn't get a knock on my head but her voice which said "can't you ride slow and enjoy the pleasant weather?" Immediately I slowed the bike but the rain droplets picked up its speed.