And it rained, yet again....

Time and Tide wait for none. Time flew, years passed by, the thoughts of Ruchika came to Sameers mind. Ruchika never got over Sameer. She would still read the letters Sameer wrote to her years back. She would still wet her pillow when she missed him. Sameer would still pick the phone dial her number and cut the call even before the phone on the other end rang.

Sameer is well placed in his life. He is still lonely. He has many friends but not that special person with him. Ruchika owns a studio in Lokhandwala, a plush studio that is dedicated to all forms of art.

“Hello, Ritesh.”

“Sameer, my buddy.”

“I have reached Mumbai.” Says Sameer.

“Yes I remember, you were to reach this morning. Sorry couldn’t come to pick you up.”

“That’s alright you had informed me earlier.”

“Ritesh do you have Ruchika’s number?”

“No buddy I tried to meet her a couple of times, but she refused, I have no idea where she is. I am sorry.”

“Why are you sorry for my mistakes Ritesh.”

“What are your plans for the day?” Asks Ritesh.

“Nothing much, haven’t really thought about it.”

“Never mind, you take your time, let me know if you want to meet.”

“Ritesh, you have been my best buddy always.”

“Chal , maska mat maar, bata Armani laya hai ya nahi?”

They both laugh out loud.

“I will meet you at 5 near Marine drive.” Says Ritesh.

“Right! I will be there.”

Sameer drives through the streets of Mumbai. They remind him of Ruchika. They remind him of the days he spent with her. As he drives he realizes its monsoon already in Mumbai. The streets are clogged with water; the children are running shirtless on the street. The lovers have got cozy under a single umbrella. As he drives past the streets his eyes are filled with tears. He reaches Marine drive and parks his car. Walks past the area where he had met Ruchika for the first time. It was the same time of the year. He stops just there. He wants to walk past, but is unable to do so. He sits down and feels miserable for he is missing Ruchika and has no clue where would he find her. He wants to desperately tell her how much he loves her and that it was the biggest mistake of his life to let go of her.

Yes, it hurts, after all I am human.

Sameer closed his eyes with this thought and tears rolled down his cheek. He sat alone. He looked up at the dark sky. It starts to pour heavily. Sameer is letting himself get drenched in the rains, for nobody would know that it’s the tears that are rolling down.

Just then a car stops near him. Sameer gets a pat on his back. He is more than surprised.

“Mumbai rains are to die for isn’t it Sameer?”

And somewhere in the background the song played.

Wise men say only fools rush in, but I can’t help falling in love with you.

************

And we parted....

“Hi, how are you?” Asks Ruchika.

“I am fine.” Replies Sameer.

Its been more than a year, Sameer is in Boston. The frequency of the calls have reduced. He doesn’t send her the letters anymore, they don’t chat over the video calls. Sameer has changed and he thinks its for good.

“Whats bothering you Sameer?”

“Nothing Ruchika, nothing is bothering me.”

“You never call me Ruchika. Why now?”

“Things change yaar, people change. And with changing time, one must change to keep the pace with it.”

“Are you seeing someone else Sameer.”

“You girls can think only in one direction, isn’t it?”

“Its not about thinking in one direction Sameer, if yes I am not going to be the reason for your misery.”

“No I am not seeing someone else. Long distance relationships don’t work Ruchika. Moreoever I am extremely busy with my studies. The fall of this year I will have a job in my hand, I don’t want to leave this place and you wouldn’t come here.”

“Sameer you always gave me an idea you wanted to come back after your studies. You never told me that you wanted to settle there.”

“I am now telling you, I want to be here, I am not coming back.”

Ruchika has nothing to say, she feels cheated and betrayed. The only person she loved has shattered her.

“You are free Sameer, I always said I love you, I don’t own you.”

“I am sorry Ruchika. I didn’t mean to hurt you ever, but I am over it. I am really very sorry.”

Sameer Hangs the call. People often want to find reasons to end a relationship, sometimes distances start to matter, sometimes people just change for no reason and sometimes everything seems to be so useless, sometimes they just look for a reason, for they want to hide their mistakes and never admit their faults.

To be continued….

And We said Goodbye....

Its the time of the year when the students fly to their dream destinations. Sameer always wanted to be in the United Sates of America, for his higher studies. Ruchika on the other hand wanted to stay back in Mumbai, because she found the streets, the pot holes, the people, the food and most importantly the rains to be far better than the west.

“Have you packed everything?” Asks Ruchika.

“Yes almost everything except you.” Replies Sameer.

“Sameer, you know I love you very much, but my life is here in Mumbai. This is the place where I met you right? I have a lot of good memories with you.”

“Come with me Ruch, lets be together always.”

“Sameer I can’t. You know it.”

“I will miss you a lot Ruch.”

“Sameer always know one thing, I trust you and have lot of faith in you. I don’t own you; I love you and respect you for the kind of person you are. You have taught me many things in life, most importantly you have taught me to love, you and me both. Whenever you miss me I am just a phone call away. Plus you are a tech savvy person; you will own the best of the gadgets once you reach there….  ” Laughs Ruchika.

“I love you so much, Ruch.”

“I love you too Sameer, I love you too.”

“Its time I should leave for the airport.” Says Sameer.

“Just check quickly all your documents once.” Replies Ruchika.

“Yeah , just hold on, let me go through them once.” Says Sameer.

When he is going through his documents he finds a sealed envelope, he is surprised. He opens the envelope to find twelve blank A4 sheets. They have a similar fragrance, the same of Ruchikas.

“What are these sheets for?” Asks Sameer Surprisingly!

“How did you know I kept them.” Asks Ruchika.

“Do you always ask so many questions Ruch? (Laughs Sameer.) They smell of you.”

“Write to me once a month, along with a picture of yours. I wants see if you change with changing times.” Replies Ruchika.

“I have to leave Ruch.”

“I love you Sameer.”

“I love you a lot, Ruch, I will miss you.”

To be continued….

And We Loved....

Days seem shorter and nights longer than ever when in love. This was the exact situation with Ruchika and Sameer. They spoke for almost 8 hours a day, met every alternate day and when they didn’t meet they simply were lost in each others thoughts.

It’s been a year since they met first, with each passing day the love and the relationship grew stronger.

“Sameer do you remember, the first time you called me?” Asked Ruchika.

“Yes I do. And you asked Rohan to reply the call.”

“I didn’t ask him to reply he was the one who took the call.” Laughs Ruchika.

“Yeah whatever.” Replies Sameer (With a more pissed off look.)

“Wouldn’t you want to know what was I upto, that I was even ready to miss your call?” Says Ruchika.

“Is there any possibility of you not telling me this?” Laughs Sameer.

Ruchika is irritated and has turned her back towards Sameer.

“Ok sorry Ruch, tell me what were you busy with?”

“No, I am not in a mood to tell you anything.”

“Hey Ruch, listen to me, please, I wanna listen to it, please tell me.”

Ruchika shrugs her shoulders and just doesn’t speak a word. Sameer shifts his place and now sits right infront of Ruchika.

“Look here, I really want to listen.”Says Sameer.

“Alright, I was developing the picture I gave you as a gift when we first met.”

Sameer is looking into Ruchika’s eyes and he can see the twinkle in them. He leans forward kisses her forhead. Ruchika holds Sameer’s hand, she doesn’t want the kiss to end. Just then Sameer kisses Ruchika again and takes her by surprise.

“I hope I didn’t do anything wrong Ruch?”

“Sameer you complete me.”

To be continued……

Do Naina Ek Kahani....

In the year 1982, when I was  -3 years old, there released a movie “Masoom.” It was a movie adaptation of the novel, Man woman and Child. The movie centers around a young man, his family and his illegitimate relationship with one of his classmate.

When I was about 8 years old I first saw this movie. Didn’t quite understand it, at that age what possibly could I understand? There’s a song in the movie Lakdi ki kaathi which became my favorite song, because the song featured really sweet kids, who grew up to become very successful actors. That was then, that only for that song I loved the movie.

A couple of years later when I grew up to become a young adult, I loved another song from the movie, huzoor iss kadar bhi na itra ke chaliye. A romantic ghazal in the velvet voice of Bhupinder and Suresh Vadkar. The song brings out the best of the emotions. The lyrics of the song are such, that, if sung to any female she will be proud of her beauty.

Now I am 26 and today there is another song from the movie that I have recently started liking, Do Naina Ek Kahani. The song is sung by Asha ji and beautifully composed by Pancham Da. I am playing this song in loop since evening and there is not a single minute that these tears have left my eyes. I am fighting with them to go away and never to come back, but they are stubborn. They refuse to go. I miss that special someone in my life today. I know no matter what, I can’t have her back. So wherever you are, just know I really miss you, kyuki ek khatm ho to dusari raat aa jaati hai, hoton par fir bhuli hui baat aa jaati hai…..

And We Smiled.....

“I am sorry I kept you waiting.” Said Ruchika.

“What do you mean you kept me waiting? I knew you were stuck in the traffic.” Replied Sameer.

“Well that’s not the truth. I wasn’t stuck in the traffic.” Said Ruchika.

“Then? Where were you?” Sameer asked surprisingly.

Ruchika smiles and is really shy; she doesn’t want to answer the question. Her eyes are fixed on the ground. That’s the first time when Sameer has Ruchika so close to him. Her curling eyelashes are tickling Sameers cheek. Ruchika is in a fix if she should speak or not. Allas! She breaks the silence.

“I was standing on the opposite street. It was fun watching you so anxious. It’s the first time when somebody has hurt me so bad, but has taken an effort to make it upto me. Thank You Sameer.”

Sameer smiles and holds Ruchika a bit tighter.

“I hope its ok, if I hold you in public?” Asks Sameer

“I am hungry.” Replies Ruchika.

They both have a hearty laugh and enter the café.

The waiter in the café attends to them. He hands over the bar menu and the food menu. The waiter leaves them for a while, for them to decide the menu for the evening.

“Drinks for the lady?” Asks the waiter.

“Oh, well I will have Vodka with sprite.”

“How about you Sir”? Asks the waiter.

“I will have a large Black Dog, with soda and ice.”

“Anything to eat?”

“Yes, I would like to have a Chinese platter.” Replied Ruchika.

“And you Sir?” Askes the waiter

“Get me some chilly Paneer and vegetable fried rice. Thanks.” Replied Sameer.

“Are you a vegetarian by any chance Mr. Sharma?” Asks Ruchika.

“Yes, Ms.Singhal, I am a vegetarian, I don’t even eat eggs.”

“What? Seriously? I hope you have no issues with me being a non vegetarian?”

“Now I cant help it miss. I have already fallen for you. Just be the way you are.”

There is a long silence between them .Ruchika takes out a gift from her bag. It is neatly wrapped in a yellow wrapping paper tied with a white satin ribbon. She moves the gift towards Sameer.

“Here, this is for you.” Says Ruchika.

“For me? What is it?” Replies Sameer.

“Go ahead open it. You will get to know.” Chuckles Ruchika.

Sameer opens the wrapping paper carefully, he takes utmost care not to tear it. That’s how Sameer was. He valued his belongings. He valued his relations and moreover he valued his loved ones. Sameer was the only son to his parents. Yet he wasn’t a pampered one. He was always told the importance of new things that his parents gave him. He preserved them well too.

“This is me!!! When did you click this?” Asked Sameer shockingly.

“You remember the other day in the lecture; I was telling the participants about test shots?”

“Ummm…. No I quite don’t remember.” Replied Sameer embarrassingly.

“I clicked you then. You looked lost and I loved those expressions.” Replied Ruchika.

“Thank you so much ruch. I am very conscious infront of the camera.”

Just then the waiter arrives with the drink and the food. He serves them the food. Ruchika has her eyes constant on Sameer, she knows by now how organized he is with the way he spread his napkin on his lap, cleaned the fork and spoon, set his plate and then asked the waiter to serve.

Sameer takes the first sip of his drink and a bite from his plate.

“Thanks so much Ruch, but I have got nothing for you.”

“That’s alright Sameer. You don’t have to feel bad about it.”

Sameer smiles and they continue to talk….

To be continued…..

And The Wait....

It was 8 pm and Ruchika was no where in the vicinity. Sameer was getting restless, he was eager to set things in place. This anxiety was bothering him. He kept tapping his foot on the ground, he even started to bite his nails, time was passing by but Ruchika was no where. Sameer constantly looked at his watch. Just then he gets a call from Ruchika.

“Where are you Ruchika?”

“Sameer I am stuck in the traffic. It will take me another half an hour to reach.”

“Alright, never mind. You take your time. I will wait.”

Ruchika disconnects the call.

For once Sameer hated the traffic in Mumbai. The last one hour seemed to be like ages for him. He wanted to see her desperately. He kept looking at either sides of the road because he wasn’t sure where will she come from. Just then he gets another call from Ruchika.

“Its not easy to wait for someone, isn’t it Sameer?”

“Why are you doing this to me Ruchika? Where are you? How much more time?”

“Why were you tapping your feet, biting your nails and constantly looking at your watch?”

“I was getting restless. You said you would meet me at 8, its 9.30 already. Wait a minute how do you know I was looking at my watch constantly?”

“Where are you, Ruchika? Please don’t play fools with me.”

“Take a look around Sameer, spot me if you can.”

Sameer still has the phone to his ears. He looks around the busy market area. He sees people all around in groups, alone but he is unable to find Ruchika.The restlessness is evident on his face.

“Ruch please tell me where are you?”

“Sameer turn around.”

Sameer turns around to see Ruchika. She is dressed in a green top and denim. Pretty as ever she would look.

“I love you Ruch. I love you so much.” Exclaims Sameer and hugs Ruchika.

At first Ruchika doesn’t respond to the hug, slowly she has her arms around Sameer, that’s the confession of love from her side.

To be continued...

And It Hurts....

The next few days went really tough for Sameer, confessing love has never been easy. And he had confessed infront of odd number of people. He didn’t know what to do, how to set things right. Just then he logged on to facebook to check Rohan’s profile, he was curious to know about him and ofcourse his relation with Ruchika.

Rohan’s facebook status  said “Married to Niharika Arora.” And when he checked the list of relatives he saw Ruchika’s name in the list of cousins. Sameer pushed his chair back and immediately called Ritesh.

“Ritesh he is married” shouted Sameer. (sounding really happy)

“What are you talking about? Are you sane? Replied Ritesh.”

“Yes Rohan is married and Ruchika is his cousin.”

“What? Are you serious? Bloody hell dude. You are a lucky b*****d.” Exclaimed Ritesh.

“What do I do next? Should I call her and apologize? ”Asked Sameer.

“No we should get drunk, (pauses for a while) ofcourse go call her.”Replied Ritesh.

It took a lot of courage for Sameer to call Ruchika.  Finally the phone on the other end rings.

“Ruchika, please don’t hang the call, I have something to say.”

“I am not, what do you have to say.”

“Ruchika, I am very sorry.”

“Sorry for what Sameer?”

“Ruchika can we please meet?”

There is silence for a while…. And replies Ruchika.

“Alright, tomorrow 8pm Leopold Café, Colaba.”

“Works just fine with me…. I will be there.” Replies Sameer.

To be continued

And We Fought

"The movie was really good, I guess Ajay Devgn has done justice to the role!” Exclaimed Sameer.

“Seriously yaar” replied Ritesh.

“So where do we plan to dine?” Asked Sameer.

“I feel like Chinese.” Said Ritesh.

“Right then buddy! Chinese it is.”

Both enter a Chinese restaurant and to Sameer’s surprise Ruchika is seated there already. She is alone and is flipping through the menu.Sameer is really excited to see her and decides to go and talk to her. Just as he decides to approach Ruchika , he sees Rohan entering and immediately occupying a seat next to her. Sameer decides to go and talk to her. He is fuming in anger this time.

“Hi Ruchika .”

“Oh hi Sameer, good to see you. How have you been?”

“Good to see you too, what are you doing here?” (With a lot of sarcasm in his voice).

“I am sorry, I didn’t get you?”

“I thought you liked Italian?” Asked Sameer.

“Yeah but I never said I dislike Chinese and moreover Rohan likes Chinese.” Replied Ruchika.

Rohan became a silent spectator to the ongoing verbal clashes between Sameer and Ruchika. Rohan guessed it in a minute that Sameer has fallen for Ruchika, but is unable to express it. Rohan knew Ruchika well, he knew she would never understand unless Sameer says that he loves her.

“Wait a minute why are we arguing” said Ruchika in a more firm tone.

“Oh so I am the one who is arguing ” Reacted Sameer.

“I don’t understand whats your problem Sameer. I am sorry I couldn’t get back to you, I was keeping busy. I know you are upset because of that.”

“I am not upset, I am in love with you Ruchika, can’t you see?”

There was a minute of silence. The people around almost stopped all other activity to see how Ruchika reacts. Rohan on the other hand had a faint smile on his face, he couldn’t have expressed his happiness there for Ruchika would have certainly not wanted that. Ritesh stood dumstruck!

“What? When did this happen Sameer, I never gave you any indications, then how could you think this”

Sameer didn’t have an answer to this question. He knew in his impulse he said what he shouldn’t have; probably this wasn’t the right time. But now that he had confessed his love he didn’t want to take the step back.

“I guess I fell for you, the minute I saw you, didn’t know if it was love, then, but now I am more that sure, its love. I love you Ruchika.”

Ruchika stood up and walked out of the door. She never replied to what Sameer asked.

“Sameer give her sometime, she will be fine.” said Rohan coolly.

Sameer didn’t want to create a scene in the restaurant, he never looked at Rohan, because his eyes were fixed on Ruchika, he saw her leave. Rohan followed Ruchika.

Ritesh patted Sameer’s back just to assure him, he never did anything wrong, they both stood there till Ruchika went out of sight.

To be continued...

And We Met-II

“Hi , it’s a small world isn’t it Sameer?”

“So you are Ruchika Singhal? The Ruchika Singhal. Sameer Sharma, my friends call me Sam.”

“My friends call me Ruch.”

“So, how come you replaced Mr. Arora?” Asked Sameer.

“Oh! I am assistant to Rohan and yes please don’t call him Mr. Arora else he will jump from this building. He is just 28.”

Sameer felt different maybe jealous when Ruchika spoke about Rohan. He hid his feelings.

They both walked through the college corridor, that was filled with student on either sides. They had to make their way through the crowd. At times Ruchika would keep her hand on Sameers shoulder just to make sure she kept pace with him. Sameer would turn around to see if Ruchika was still around, least he wanted was to lose her in the crowd. Finally they manage their way out.

“What are your plans for the day?”Asked  Sameer.

“Well I am not sure, my assignment is pending and I am way behind schedule.” Replied Ruchika.

“Which means you are busy? Why do you girls play with words, although I know you are really good with it” Mocks Sameer.

“Oh really ? Mr. Sharma how do you know I am good with words.”

“Oh! I was listening to your lecture.” Says Sameer.

“Aah! That, but I thought you were simply looking at me. (smiles,makes a sad face) I didn’t know I was in for a disappointment…. You were just listening…” Laughs away Ruchika.

Sameer is petrified, he least expected Ruchika to be so observant and above all he least expected Ruchika to be so out rightly, brutally truthful. He immediately gathers his senses and tries to reply, only to know he is miserably failing at finding the right answer. There couldn’t be a right answer at that moment. Only the right way could be the confession of love.

“Well I loved the lecture and I was concentrating on the same.” Replied Sameer

That’s the best reply he could think at that moment. He felt relieved, he didn’t want Ruchika to know what he felt for her. He wasn’t sure if she felt the same for him.

Just then Ruchika gets a call.

“Hi Rohan, (Pause), yes I am done with the lecture, yeah I will be there in an hour or so.” Ruchika hangs the call.

“Hey before I forget can I have your number Ruchika.”

“Yeah ofcourse, give me yours too.”

They both exchange the phone numbers.

“Alright, I will give you a call sometime.” Says Sameer.

“Call me only if you are interested in Italian” Chuckles Ruchika.

“I am up for Italian, girls and food both…. Laughs Sameer.

Bye, ciya soon.” Replies Ruchika.

Ruchika sits in the drivers seat of her car and drives away.

Sameer stands there for a minute and walks away.


To be continued.....

And We Met-I

“Ruchika!!!!!!!!!! Ruchika Singhal?” Exclaimed Sameer.

“What? Do you know her?” Asked Ritesh.

“She is the same girl I was talking about… It’s a small world. Isn’t it Ritesh?”

“Look at you Mr. Romeo, you can’t get your eyes off her…”

While the conversation between Ritesh and Sameer was going on, Ruchika removed the laptop from the bag and placed the bottle of water on the podium. Ruchika was just about 5ft.2 inches tall, fair and had light brown eyes. She certainly had the looks of a bomshell; she was definitely a head turner.

“My dear students I take immense pleasure in welcoming our guest lecturer Ruchika Singhal.” Said one of the faculty members from the college holding the microphone in his hand.

Ruchika had a smile that could kill many without any violence, she smiled and her eyes met Sameers. She smiled again and waved her hand at him. The crowd that sat there turned their heads to see Sameer blushing. Sameer didn’t respond instead his friend did.

“You are such an idiot, ladki haath dikah rahi hai, aur tu sharma raha hai??”

“But that’s what my surname means! Bhul gaya kya mera naam Sameer Sharma hai.”

Ritesh hits Sameer in his stomach and right at that moment Ruchika starts to speak.

“Hi friends, I am Ruchika Singhal. Your speaker for this hour. I am a student with JJ School of Arts. You guys might be wondering, if I am still a student what am I doing on the other side of the stage?”

The crowd start talking amongst them, only then Ruchika interrupts

“Well that’s one question, even I don’t have an answer for.” Chuckles Ruchika.

“I am here to speak on my passion, Photography.”

Ruchika speaks efficiently for the next one hour only to see Sameer completely involved in her speech, he has a faint smile on his face and twinkle in his eyes. Sameer knew what he thought was just admiration is now love at second sight.

To be continued

And I Dreamt....

“I met this girl last evening; don’t know where to start from, what all should I tell you about her” said Sameer dreamily.

“Uncle Sam, you are in love aren’t you?” said Ritesh naughtily.

“Shut Up yaar, you should have met her to know what an amazing persona she had.”

“Alright, Sammy what’s her name?”

“Ruchika.”

“Ruchika what?”Asked Ritesh.

“I don’t know Ritesh, I was so lost in her eyes when she spoke, that it never struck me to ask questions.”

The college bell rings.

“Sam, some speaker is coming to the college today. All of us have to attend the guest lecture.”

“What is it about Ritesh?”

“The speaker knows it better and then only God knows what he is going to speak on.”

“HE! Such a big turn off….”

They both have a hearty laugh and walk towards the hall. They enter the hall and find the last few seats vacant. They make themselves comfortable. Sameer takes out his Ipad. He logs in to Facebook and searches for Ruchika, simultaneously the thoughts of her have already occupied his mind. He thinks where I will be able to find her meet her, talk to her. He knows it isn’t love but admiration.

Suddenly a male voice speaks on the microphone.

“Due to last minute emergency, the speaker  Mr. Arora will not be able to make it today.”

The students start clapping and rejoicing when the same voice speaks again.

“But the good news is we have Ms. Singhal to address us, we are expecting her any moment, so please behave yourselves. Do not be a disgrace to the fine repute of this college. ”

A pretty girl enters the room with a laptop bag and a bottle of water.

To be continued

And It Rained....

Yes, it hurts, after all I am human.

Sameer closed his eyes with this thought and tears rolled down his cheek. He sat alone. He looked up at the dark sky and went back a few years down the lane.

“Mumbai rains are to die for.”

“Excuse me, are you talking to me??” Asked Sameer.

“Yes, you are the only person who can hear me right now” replied Ruchika.

“So you are from Mumbai?”

“Yes, I have always been here, oh! By the way I am Ruchika.”

“Sameer”

“So if it’s not too personal, Can I ask you what do you do Sameer?”

“No, not at all. I am a final year student in Xavier’s College.”

“Ruchika? Right?” (Sameer reassures if he got the name right), what do you do”?

“I am a photographer, dancer, music composer and a painter.”

(Sameer laughs out loud). “No seriously, tell me what do you do”?

“Why do you think I am lying to you? I actually take pictures, dance, compose music and paint.”

“Wohoo!!!!  Must say you are one hell of a female.”

“Alright you don’t believe me? Do you?”

“No it isn’t what you thinking. It’s just that, I can’t imagine one person being so creative.”

“Wait let me get my camera from the car, May be atleast then, you will believe, I am a photographer.”

Ruchika gets a call that interrupts the conversation between them.

“I have to go Sameer, it was nice meeting you, life rahi to fir milenge, bye!!!!!”

Sameer stood there not knowing how to react and what to say. He simply stood there and watched Ruchika leave.


To be continued.....

No Demands ;)

“I love you, Diya.”

“I love you too, what’s with you Sudhanshu?? Anything bothering you?”

“No Diya, can’t I just say that I love you.”

“Ofcourse you can, but for now simply spit it out”

“How I wish I can drown in your pretty eyes Diya??”

“They are not any lake or sea that you would want to drown in them, they are my eyes for god sake, get out of that dreamland”

“You are just not the romantic types, isn’t it Diya?”

“Yeah and you are Raj Kapoor’s grandson when it comes to romance, right?”

“Hahahaha!!!, I don’t know about Raj Kapoor, but I am Pitambar Prasad Chaudhary’s grandson.”

“Ufff!!!!  You and your pathetic jokes, Sudhanshu you are sick….”

“Alright, I LOVE YOU Diya .”

“That’s an easy escape Mr. Chaudhary”

“So whats that on your forehead?”

“Where? What? What are you talking about Sudhanshu?”

“Alright just stay still, let me do that for you….”

“Take the pains to tell me what is it, Sudhanshu??”

Sudhanshu leans forward and kisses Diya on her forehead. There is a minute of silence and the smile refuses to leave Diya’s lips. Sudhanshu breaks the silence and says

“Diya, there is something on your lips this time….”

“Oh really Sudhanshu? Don’t you think you are getting too demanding? ;)”

Of Sim Cards and Beyond that…..

A subscriber identity module or subscriber identification module (SIM) is an integrated circuit that securely stores the service-subscriber key (IMSI)used to identify a subscriber on mobile telephony devices (such as mobile phones and computers).

A SIM is held on a removable SIM card, which can be transferred between different mobile devices. SIM cards were first made the same size as a credit card (85.60 mm × 53.98 mm × 0.76 mm). The development of physically smaller mobile devices prompted the development of a smaller SIM card, the mini-SIM card. Mini-SIM cards have the same thickness as full-size cards, but their length and width are reduced to 25 mm × 15 mm.

A SIM card contains its unique serial number (ICCID), internationally unique number of the mobile user (IMSI), security authentication and ciphering information, temporary information related to the local network, a list of the services the user has access to and two passwords (PIN for usual use and PUK for unlocking).

Now you would be wondering, why am I going “gaga” over this sim card?? Well a couple of days back my sweetheart friend decided to clean her phone. Yes! You read that right. Clean the phone. She said, “My phone is full of dust and shit, I need to clean it.”

 She usually takes her office cab to work. The day was no different; she was in her cab when she made up her mind to “clean” her phone. In the process of cleaning the same, she managed to misplace her sim card. I am sure she must have put in a lot of effort to find the same but all in vain.

A couple of hours later I get an email from her,

Hi,

I have lost my sim card..

please mail (xyz@gmail.com )me incase of any emergency... or leave a message on fb...

It may take a while to get a new number/sim.

Thanks!

Have a super awesome day ahead!

-me

Now she doesn’t have a sim card and is extremely adamant about not getting one soon, so I am not able to call her and talk to her. Its Friendship day this Sunday and I won’t be able to wish her. This is beyond my forte to be a superwoman and convince her to get a sim card soon, so that I can talk to her everyday and especially on Sunday J

I hereby request all my blog readers to please post a comment saying, "best friend please get a sim soon, I miss talking to you"

Do something good this friendship day because friendship surely is beyond sim cards J