FLAT NO: 406

Magic of two immature souls

(cont... to love in the time of tinder)

And then we had no communication for weeks, I moved to Hyderabad

for my internship.
10-12-2019
It was my first day to office, all went on mess. To get away from that mess
I messaged to ayaana, she hasn’t replied at the glimpse, few hours later I
got a call from her…. We had mysterious conservation on phone for
hours; this was continued as a daily routine for us to hang on to phone.
We started working on long distance relationship, but it doesn’t went
good, we had serious conversations over caring and affection and I had
no time to message her when I was in office, it gave her insecure feelings.
One vengeance day she moved to Hyderabad to pursue her course, I
have no clue that she moved to Hyderabad.
I met her accidentally in the in orbit mall then I realised that she was in the
Hyderabad. We started meeting regularly over coffee and dinners.
It was a kickass morning I was rushing to office, I was in cab suddenly I got
a text from her:
She: Jalebi, I am feeling bad….can you come to my flat
Me: what happened baby?
She: I can’t explain it right now, come to my place and she dropped her
location.
Me: ok baby
I got down from the cab at jubilee hills check post and started moving
towards her location. At the time I reached her she was very bad with
high temperature with vigorous shivering, I took her into my arms, started
taking care of her like a baby, I stayed in her flat for a week until she gets
better. And then I moved onto my hostel, memories I had with her started
hitting me, I texted her…
(Since from my teenage I was so curious about and being in live in relationship with a girl,
during those days I watched a movie OK BANGARAM it was a huge turn on to me, then I
decided I should date a girl and hook on to live in relationship with her, to experience the
magic of love and sweetness.)

Me: I want to be with you

She: what do you mean?
Me: live in relationship
She: give me a couple of minutes, let me think about it?
(I was so confused; my thoughts were in liquid state)
Me: hell yeah, what happened?
She: nothing jalebi, I was thinking about it. I mean how to manage?
Me: trust me; it is going to be fun, weird, horrible, messy & memorable.
She: I don’t know what to say, but I trust you. Pack your bags and come
to my place.
It took me 3-4 days to realise, what I was doing right or wrong to decide,
either I have to value the society or not? I realised that I have never given
a fuck to the society, and then I started packing my bags and moved to
her place.
I have never been in live in relationship before, I was so nervous about
how to deal and cope up with that. But getting in that phase was so new
and warm; it was a breath taking experience so fresh and cool and mess
and subtle.
Days with her was so dreamy, my day started with her smile and ended
up with a little romantic mess. Every day with her was a fresh start, she
cooks for me and feeds me and makes me up to the office, she used to
arrange my clothes what I have to wear for the office.
One sunny afternoon she called me and asked me to come early to the
home, but I had a very bad day so, I was late to the home and when I
opened the door she started screaming over me, I have no clue that to
express my apologize to her. I was tired and sat in the swing chair and she
came and sat in my lap and consoled me………
Jalebi what happened?
Are you okay? Is everything fine?
I nodded my head and I kissed on her forehead, yeah baby everything is
fine…just fucked up with work.
Couple of minutes later a gloomy light was hitting my eyes and I noticed
that she arranged a candle light dinner for us. The way she made
arrangements was so dreamy, pure, fragile, and fresh, and she started
draping her saree in front of the mirror, her wet locks from evening bath
falling on her milky white skin, and the crimson that she put across the line
of her parted hair. She carried the fragrance of incense burnt at the altar.
She was just like chanting prayers that spread the light from the ritual fire,
walking up the whole house to the bell chimes. She had turned the whole
house to the taste of her cooked food. I did not realise watching her like
under the 6 yards saree became the life goal. She left the house to be
with the woman of my dreams, and she started walking towards me with
a glass of wine, the way she hold the wine glass was dreamy in that red
chikankari saree. We started dancing to my favourite playlist “CIGARETTES
AFTER SEX”; it’s pretty hard to explain how I felt at that time, I was damn
high by staring into her eyes and moving my leg with her, her frisky hair
was boasting and her hair was locked on my lips, it was surreal. After that
we had dinner while watching made in heaven and we get lied on to
each other arms in the swing chair, we started talking, fighting, making
things messy as her sleek hair, it was so romantic and we slept
unknowingly, we just slept like that until the next noon in the swing chair; it
was a kickass experience and hard to elaborate to put it on word form,
one should have to experience it until they feel it.
Few days later my health condition went wrong, my parents asked me to
come back and I was about to leave the city then I opened up with her
everything, I don’t know what this is between us, but that day when we
are together on the swing chair I felt safe and comfortable, I realised that
no matter what the situation, and you just sort me out. I feel good with
you. I feel better than good, I feel fucking great and I can be myself with
you, you know with all my quirks, laziness, depression, mood swings and
you are funny, kind and generous and everything. She was just like why
you are saying this to me? I completely know about you. I was just like oh
shit! But I haven’t stopped saying my words; the best part I had with you
was staying up late and having extra drink with you, and then she kissed
on my lips her tears rolled onto my face, even now when I think of it I still
feel it. I urged her not to come to the airport, because I can’t go happily
while staring into her eyes, I was moving my luggage into the cab and I
was about to leave she forcedly ran out and came to me, she said jalebi,
I love you, kissed and hugged me and walked away from me without
looking back.