If you need to know what you mean by edgy you can refer my life. I was born at the end of July i.e. July 25th, I was not 5 years (The age required to get admission in June) on June 1988, however I got admission on the edge. While playing cricket my best shot was edging through the slips, I slept on the edge of the bed and many a times making it to the ground. I got both my 12th and engineering admissions on the edge with just enough percentage to make it. I became a BE on the edge by clearing in the Final Semester the only back paper the murderous, "Theory of Machines". In short, it has always been on the edge and I was very much sure that it is going to remain the same in the years to come.
Though I was never crazy all along my life, somehow crazy things happened to me. I knew if I kind of believe that I can get crazy, the things would go out of hand and had become vigorously pathetic rather than funny. With this background, I was told that I am going to get married to this particular girl, whom I had met only once and that too when all the white haired people were around. Like an obedient boy and as I am not a maverick by nature agreed to it. I was as if in a river which takes you only to the sea, you cant come back to the mountains. As all engaged and committed fellows tend to do, we both exchanged phone numbers, started speaking in order make ourselves comfortable with each other and also get to know more about each others behavior. We instantly understood that our frequencies matched to quite a good extent with all the typical feelings of being in love hovering over us. We spoke well on phone and understood and complimented each other well or can I say in software terms we both were "compatible". However, I still could not imagine myself spending my whole subsequent life with her. I suppose this feeling reciprocated as we both were sailing in the same boat.
She said, "Pranav, speaking on phone and being in person with each other are two completely different things". She was actually speaking my mind out.
I said "Yes, that's correct. We are comfortable speaking with each other, however I am not sure if I will be equally comfortable when I am standing in front or besides you".
We had to come to a solution soon as we had only 8 months ahead of us before we get married. And here is when our idea of meeting each other developed. Now the big question, will our parents or even if they agree, the so called thinking hats around them agree?. Hence, we decided that we meet for the first time without our parents having the slightest idea of it. We spoke until around 11:30PM that night with all plans ready for our first chori chori the next morning.
First crazy moments
I told my parents that I was going to meet my friends in Ponda as I am to treat them with some breakfast. She as usual left home saying that she is leaving for office.
We met for the first time early in the morning at 9:30 AM. I had come by bus and hence was waiting at our decided place for her. She came with her nice little two wheeler. I could not believe my eyes. I was actually here, seeing her. I pinched myself hard a couple of times until she almost dashed on to me with her Hero Honda Pleasure and I was compelled to take some breath and avoid myself looking foolish in front of her. After all somebody has said, first impression is the last impression.
I asked her to continue driving with me enjoying the seat behind which allowed me the opportunity to experience the fresh aroma of the shampoo she used. Whichever shampoo it may be it was good and for the first time, I enjoyed sitting behind a girl on a scooter. This in reality meant I was inviting risks of my life, however I was prepared to take that risk to experience her uneasiness while driving, caressing her hand through the hair without any reason and yes just sitting idle.
She might also have so many things going through her mind that once she bumped me in the air over a speed breaker and apologising instantly. I did not hear the apologies and was more interested in seeing her nervous face in the mirror at that point. It was our first date together and everything around had a different feeling to it. The hot sun in May seemed like ordering some of his rays to protect us from sunlight, the breeze used all his might to make us feel comfortable like never before, the bike engine sounded like a musician playing his best notes to make us feel romantic. Everything was so beautiful.
We went to the college and had a nice time together speaking about all the things we could not speak, rather when we were together, we had very little things to speak as our body did all the talking as we just sat without speaking a word. It was the best time I could have had on a hot May morning.More to come. We had many more chori choris further and all those were not as smooth as this one and we had a hard time making those happen without anybody interrupting us. It was fun in any case and I am sure you as readers will love reading it.
Though I was never crazy all along my life, somehow crazy things happened to me. I knew if I kind of believe that I can get crazy, the things would go out of hand and had become vigorously pathetic rather than funny. With this background, I was told that I am going to get married to this particular girl, whom I had met only once and that too when all the white haired people were around. Like an obedient boy and as I am not a maverick by nature agreed to it. I was as if in a river which takes you only to the sea, you cant come back to the mountains. As all engaged and committed fellows tend to do, we both exchanged phone numbers, started speaking in order make ourselves comfortable with each other and also get to know more about each others behavior. We instantly understood that our frequencies matched to quite a good extent with all the typical feelings of being in love hovering over us. We spoke well on phone and understood and complimented each other well or can I say in software terms we both were "compatible". However, I still could not imagine myself spending my whole subsequent life with her. I suppose this feeling reciprocated as we both were sailing in the same boat.
She said, "Pranav, speaking on phone and being in person with each other are two completely different things". She was actually speaking my mind out.
I said "Yes, that's correct. We are comfortable speaking with each other, however I am not sure if I will be equally comfortable when I am standing in front or besides you".
We had to come to a solution soon as we had only 8 months ahead of us before we get married. And here is when our idea of meeting each other developed. Now the big question, will our parents or even if they agree, the so called thinking hats around them agree?. Hence, we decided that we meet for the first time without our parents having the slightest idea of it. We spoke until around 11:30PM that night with all plans ready for our first chori chori the next morning.
First crazy moments
I told my parents that I was going to meet my friends in Ponda as I am to treat them with some breakfast. She as usual left home saying that she is leaving for office.
We met for the first time early in the morning at 9:30 AM. I had come by bus and hence was waiting at our decided place for her. She came with her nice little two wheeler. I could not believe my eyes. I was actually here, seeing her. I pinched myself hard a couple of times until she almost dashed on to me with her Hero Honda Pleasure and I was compelled to take some breath and avoid myself looking foolish in front of her. After all somebody has said, first impression is the last impression.
I asked her to continue driving with me enjoying the seat behind which allowed me the opportunity to experience the fresh aroma of the shampoo she used. Whichever shampoo it may be it was good and for the first time, I enjoyed sitting behind a girl on a scooter. This in reality meant I was inviting risks of my life, however I was prepared to take that risk to experience her uneasiness while driving, caressing her hand through the hair without any reason and yes just sitting idle.
She might also have so many things going through her mind that once she bumped me in the air over a speed breaker and apologising instantly. I did not hear the apologies and was more interested in seeing her nervous face in the mirror at that point. It was our first date together and everything around had a different feeling to it. The hot sun in May seemed like ordering some of his rays to protect us from sunlight, the breeze used all his might to make us feel comfortable like never before, the bike engine sounded like a musician playing his best notes to make us feel romantic. Everything was so beautiful.
We went to the college and had a nice time together speaking about all the things we could not speak, rather when we were together, we had very little things to speak as our body did all the talking as we just sat without speaking a word. It was the best time I could have had on a hot May morning.More to come. We had many more chori choris further and all those were not as smooth as this one and we had a hard time making those happen without anybody interrupting us. It was fun in any case and I am sure you as readers will love reading it.
i think we all at home were aware of this :P. Though we did not express !!!
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