The green shirt blue jean devil from nowhere now here

Before I go on with this blog SOEM APOLOGIES!!!!!!!!

Frankly, the thought of writing about another person’s life was not an easy fact.  Ya I could write about Sandhya because I still nurse a big grudge on her for various things and I might have thought this as a way of taking revenge.  I personally have a doubt that she might have visited this web page which made me get a bit jittery and decided to keep this curtailed.  In reality, I wanted to curtail this off with the last post but an email from an old friend made me think of going ahead and now it is on……

Vaishnavi at that time I didn’t know this meeting was a prelude to a new romance.  But the crux of the meeting was this.  Vaishnavi needed some letters to help her get a visa to move to UK for studies.  Melissa thought I being a businessman’s son could help her to get the letter.  The letter promised that vaishnavi would ocme back to work and we will give her work after her studies is over.  Not an easy ask and not an easy task. 

I was like any other guy on the first meet promised to think and talk with dad over this and was about to leave.  My andhra trip that night was callign me in.  At the end of the conversation we exchanged the mobile numbers. 

It was the beginning.  A beginning of a short term hmmmmmm something of sorts….

Sometimes its so bizzare things that happen in life. 

Ciao next time…

Melissa’s Callll……………

Melissa’s Call came like a bolt from blue.

Melissa is my friend, a really nice friend with whom I share a lot of things. A real life friend and a good one at being a friend. It was around 5 in the evening a Wednesday evening. Melissa’s call is oen of those precious moments which i treasure for various reasons. Melissa is one gal born rich. Pretty rich at that and we share a personal thing which to this blog I have not let.

Melissa is one with whom I share a cup of coffee in Drive inn woodlands with a cigarette mostly on saturdays. And Melissa would call only me for this sojourn cos am the only guy who knows Melissa smokes, ya she does and I am the only person who knows and helps her with this.

That was a wednesday and I was with friends in Adyar thinking about a trip to Andhra that night. I was planning to go out of the tea shop which we call our Taj Coramandal (goes back to our school days) and I had had a nice time befoer a long trip when my mobile cranked its head out with flickers.

I remembered that I had for some strange reason had put the mobile in silent mode and Melissa was calling me the second time and I had missed it. I called Melissa………

I: Hi Meli, sorry the phone was on silent mode
Meli: its okie tell me what are your plans for tonight
I: am going on tour ya mostly will be back on sunday morning.
Meli: Can you meet me at Chips n Chats tonight
I: Well ya what time
Meli: around 7.
I: Fine I would
Meli: Byee

I know why Meli chose Chips n Chats, that is a place where we can freely smoke and so I preferred it and also its closer to her home. I had lot of time to while away but slowly made my way to chips n chats in T Nagar at 6 30. I lit a cigar and I began to wait.

Wait

Wait.

It was 7 10 and I was in the midst of the second cigar when a girl clad in a skirt walked in besides my table. Suddenly I was all smiles seeign Melissa for I thought she has come to join me for a cup of coffe and a cigar. But in a moment’s thought it all faded away and out of blue a girl clad in green shirt and a light blue jean came beside Melissa.

I was thinkign something when melisa said Meet Vaishnavi. My neighbour and she needs a help from you.

I was just muttering Sure n Hiii

I was just thinking something

I was just thinking oh yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

well next time……………

Byeeee

The mysterious call from nowhere……

The call was a mystery till I could find out the caller. But before I go into the details I gotta write about the past. Well, I and Sandhya made up nicely but what I could not make up really was her parents searching for her groom. I could not stop them and Sandy hereself could not stop them. We met plenty of times after that and each time my friends were to play the laughing stock in case my parents had called but luckily it never happend that way.

Our love grew each day each hour each minute and each second like everyone’s love would grow. Well the truth is even our fights grew and I was left belwildered each time. But the best occassion I had was when Sandy met with an accident and I had to abstain myself from going. Well we met after a month of her accident but the scars remained.

Kay or Krishna is my friend and Sandy’s friend. Each time I goto Bangalore I used to meet him and I had been his friend even before Sandhya was mine. We were good friends and many a times we hav chatted and shared drinks. Kay is a well wisher still and we still keep in touch.

In a bizzare way Kay quit his job in Bangalore to join back to his pre employer. An engineer with a marvellous record Kay was called for jobs everywhere and he decided to go back to his basics. He called Sandhya the day before he left to Hyderabad. Then she was etlling him happily that her marriage was fixed and the engagement function might happen the friday. Kay was from then frantically trying to reach me.

Well it was a sad thing that I know my girl friend’s engagement through a third person. She told me everything only after her engagement function got over because madam had a fear in her mind I would try to disrupt it. Foolish thought. What was worse was she was telling me she loves me all her heart. I can’t think a single thing then. I solwly recuperated wished her good luck with her marriage which was scheduled for february. We met again once after 15 days of her engagement.

The meeting explained it all. I knew what would be her answer cos I know very well Sandhya never had the guts to tell her parents about us. Worse was her parents could also not wait for 2 or 3 years for me to get settled. I always planned to get married around when am 26. Sandhya could not wait that long because many of her younger cousins are getting married or searching for grooms. Till now I don’t know if those are real truth or made up stories. I knwo she has one pretty cousin. Pretty really…..but till nwo un married.

I don’t know what changed her mind. May be the fear of facing the parents. May be the insecurity surrounding me, may be my business mentality may be may be may be.

To this day, I could not make out the real nature of this woman who is till date mad head over heels on me. But when I walked out she is another man’s woman now. I got an invitation about a month later by email and phone calls. I went to Bangalore on feb 1st week for the granite fair and met her in the same place where we first met. Sandhya told me or requrested me to come for her marriage. She gave me her friend’s number a chat friend named Mohan who has promised to make to her marriage. I spoke with him. But my position then was different.

The D Day. I was back again in Bangalore. This time I had told my mom the truth. I landed in Majestic and bookd myself in a hotel nearby. I could not make it to her marriage. I called MOhan, he told me he will wait in a bakery near by. I could make it there but I could not bear the thought of this incident and I apologised with Mohan. I requested him to nto tell her that I am here and I left. I went to the room I got drunk and I met my cousin who patiently heard it all and muttered life must go on.

Yaa life went on and it is moving on till todate. Life is beautiful to be spent worrying or thinking over this. I went again to Bangalore the month end and stayed there for more than ten days for project. Same hotel Same place same people but life was different. I was feeling refreshed and went to coorg with cousin for two days during holi.

All was fine and life was great until the day MELISSA CALLED…………

I have no regrets on what is lost with me. I don’t want another guy or gal to get lost in the world of chat friendships or love. Its mostly something that ain’t work or you are gonna end up paying a high price for it.

The disaster on a hot summer sun…

The second meet was planned around two days before Pongal. But disaster loomed because I being the cultural secretary was forced to attend a man meet outside city and to my horror or horrors we got selected to the finals and I could not think of even meeting her at the central station. I was racing with thoughts with two things in my mind and I finally decided to miss out the central station meet and pick up.

I had sent her offlines and also an explanation mail but the lady royally never cared for these and knocked down my mobile straight after landing when I was in the middle of an event. The mobile was vibrating and i was left missing a sentence and spoiling the show. Finally we took the third place but I was late by four hours. It took prathap a hard drive to take me to t nagar in the evenign. He did it in thirty mintues. Travelling from Thiruverkadu in thirty minutes is hard to think even if travelling in a helicopter but Prathap did it.

There was a big loss of words for me. I tried to explain her that I have valid enough reasons to be late and I being a cultural secretary can’t skip this thing but she never believed me or never cared for believing me.

She had the coffe I got her adn left withotu even a bye. The second meeting was spent more in consoling her. But there was a dent on my image at that time which was never reparable. I had to cajole my madam to accept a date on the last day before she left.

Finally she smiled the day she left to home. I planned it something in the evening but to my horror her train was booked for the afternoon and it put all plans to despair and I ahd to bunk my college and take her to a restaurant in mount road where we ended up eating what was made first. I planned many thigns for that evening but all went into despair. Worse was I had bunked my college to make time and i spent an idle evening in the beach.

Beach is where dreams are woven. Beach is a place where you can stare at the water and everything and still feel not bored forever. Beach is a place where man’s imaginations take a violent jolt and have a great ending. Beach is a place which has a psychological edge over a man’s varied emotions. Beach is where i seeked solace. Her trip was great. In short her trip was just she came she saw she conquered.

I was left thinking why won’t this fail at all? It never failed it never failed until the day Kay called me.

I wanted to go on and on with what went between us. But in reality it would be dragging this for too long. I don’t wanna drag. Let kay call tomorrow………

The f.i.r.s.t of the COUNTLESS TIFFS

The first of the countless Tiff’s started on the day after my exams got over. Frankly speakign am not a good guy who sits and studies well for exams but I had to do that then because I had a challenge with dad that if I clear I would hav a car. I desired of having a Matiz or Zen then and my exams were on my mind. I had a car in my mind, exams at my heart and less tiem to really think about chatting or hooking up on the net and whiling away time. Last but not the least I had Sandy on the sub conscious mind.

I checked emails each day but I never replied for the offlines. What would a guy love to do if u get an offline with a single word BORED. I got used to that Bored often that I never took it serious but behind the bored soul was an agitated frightened uneasy heart and it took me a long time to understand it……..

The day after my first semm exam got over I spent a lot of time on net. I had enough time in hand and was whiling my time staring in the monitor. Finally my damsel danced into the room around late evening when I really bored and wanted to hae an external activity logged out. I did notice her but didn’t have time to sit idle in front of the PC.

The next day I had a mail, I am avoiding her, I hate her, I don’t like her, I don’t do this I don’t do that I don’t blah blah blah. I was agitated enough the next day and I sent a retort If you wanna call it quits just do it and I don’t care. I really didn’t mean those words but I never knew she would take it to her heart.

That was the first time we fought first. It was different I felt sad because I had saddened up my lady love and I packed my bags on a small trip down south the next day with my cousin.

Wonder of wonders, I came back and I found a mellowed down email and I was happy. I made up my mind to chat with her daily and call her every weekend and on wednesdays. The only guy who made lot of money out of our love was the college STD Booth owner. He must be a very lucky guy. He still keeps a salute whenver am in college.

Things began to steady after that incident for sometime. The penchant thirst for the second meet began in our hearts. The urge steadied inside and began growing up and we decided to meet……..

The second meeting was in short a DISASTER……….

So It is Someday Somewhere Something….

So it is the beginning of what should I say? An year long odyssey of strange sense of affection or madness or vulnerability or destruction or it goes on words have boundaries but thoughts nope.

I landed in chennai a happy and confused man. I called home to check with mom to hear that all was well, I was planning to goto my home first but changed cos I wanna create an alibi so took an auto and went to friend’s place. Amid the darkness that prevailed and the teases and laughters we had I did my morning chores and started back home for breakfast.

I went home around 12 and like always my mom with grandparents was busily engrossed in the idiot box. That day was the day when I really wanted to listen to the loudest music ever possible or bang the things that are in my sight. I put on to some Nirvana and Scorpions and listened to them for more than 4 hours. No Lunch yet and my mom was bellowing the shit out of me.

Finally from that evening life started changing its course for me and exams came in. I was busily engrossed in the studies when a patter started emerging. Each day morning around 6 an STD call would come. It was me who would pick up cos I had the habit of going to college at 6 30 AM so I would be wide awake. Well, a man can have one blankcall or two blank calls but no silent calls everyday. I tried my best to make her talk but at the end of the day got used to hearing her breath. Man could I make someone miss me so much????? Could I make someone love me that madly?????? Could I make someone so crazy?????? I could.

This was the time when other things also set in. My mom won’t let me chat more these days due to exams and I was also busy teaching my guys on some stuff. This was the time when we had our first fight or our first tiff. The first tiff is the next thing in.

Byeeeeeee

Ya that was the best meeting we have had in our lives. I have been in love after this once (I will write about one day) but between me and Sandhya this was the best meeting. This was the time when there was no or less words spoken, there was no fight, there was no ego there was nothing. Pure and ultimate affection.

First it took us some minutes before accepting the fact we are on face to face with each other….I never watned to pinch myself to see if it was reality. It was real and I was living. We finally first ventured to the Barista in Brigade Road. Incidentally I never knew this will be the place where I will last meet her. Then, I took her out to the lonely parts of ICD. ICD is an acronym of Internal Container Depot on the outskirts of Bangalore city. I knew this place well because when I was involved in office work I would go to this place atleast once in a month for official purposes and though the canteen woman was stern faced I knew she won’t complain.

While I was racking my brain to pickup conversation my mind was very happy about no wake up calls from friends and this meant my mom is not unduly worried or nothing big deal. I had to cajole Sandy to come to ICD because its too far and her mom might be worried. After a lot of cajoling she relented and I drove to ICD.

We sat and slowly started picking up a conversation. We talked about many things and understood many things. I don’t remember what we ate for tummy but it was 8 when we started and I was worried about getting back the car and she went home after 9 and I caught the train at right time but my cousin vowing he would never let me hav the car at all. (He kept up that word until he went to Australia) That was the best time we had had in our life at all. Without words, without actions, withotu any real indications we knew one thing truly from heart

We were truly madly deeply in love with each other.

I called my friend before I took the train and found no calls. I am going home now. I am going home a happy content man and I am going home flying and floating on air…..Atlast I had met, now the exams are looming and I hve to think of something else.

Byeee for now
Pras!

The first meeting…….I was long planning to meet or in turn we were long planning to meet……and we decided to meet and it was kind of getting delayed delayed delayed.

I then decided its enough to wait for the right money to come and i borrowed money from friends. The best was Arun who gave me a 500 Rupee note and worse was Shijith who stopped with 20 bucks but its nice cos many of these guys I never repayed especially Prathap. I went and emptied my bank account which had a paltry 300 bucks (A mystery is the account stayed and i hav 30 rupees in it but the account is still ACTIVE!!!!!!11) and it came to around 2,500 rupees.

The second thing is to execute the plan. It was november mid and our hall tickets would come any time and one day i bunked college to go around with friends and came back at 7 at home when Ameen said the time table and hall tickets had arrived and there was one week full of study holidays………..Study Holidays and I was dreaming many things. I called Arun…..The most tensed call I would have made ever in my life.

Arun and I sat in his room and worked out the plans in pile of smokes and burnt out cigarettes with inputs from Sabarees n Sasi. The first plan was for two days but it was scaled down to one day. I consulted my cousin for a vehicle and luckily found his mom had gone up north and the car was sitting up in the yard. May be God then was working all on my side cos i wanted to have his sister’s scooty but ended up having an 800.

The outlet of plan is

I go on saturday night from home to straight and catch a train. Arun if he has any calls would maintain I had gone to Bala’s room for studying and in case the other guy gets the calls other guy’s rooms and vice versa.

I took my friend’s mobile with me so that in case I have any call I can return immediately.

Finally, there was a lull in meeting place and finally I decided on the canteen in ICD. Its a place where I can sit and smoke in peace and its also very much away from city so I can also have some ncie free time.

I was too eager to meet Sandhya that I blabbered somethign to mom and started at 5 in the evening for a 10 o clock train and wandered around bessie beach, I wanted to successfully catch the train and finally caught the train at correct time with my friend’s mobile charged with nice money…..They all imagined they are helping my love to end up in success……..but they all helped a love that would be a disaster from now on….

I landed in the morning put a room in platform road some hotel seated out of main roads for 350 bucks and I went around to get a perfect gift…dont’ ask me what it is I got nothing and then pleaded with my cousin to get his mom’s car. He sent it with me half heartedly on one condition that I won’t get it bumped somewhere. Finally at 3 30 PM near Majestic bus stand I saw her. My first words were

SO YE ARE SANDHYA……….
So Ye are Sandya………..

So She is Sandya….she was looking not bad okie good wow short okie not a bad height nice slow pacey walk er….many things all these feelings were in my mind within a mintue or even less. We had no problems identifying each other.

I was very tensed should I shake hands or should i not or should hold her hands or should i not what should i ask her? Trust me this is nto the first time I had met a person from chat but this was the first time I met a person whom I was really mad with……Let the madness linger for sometime while I recuperate

Many a Times Truth is stranger than fiction……That is how my truth was. Time was moving then at a slowest possible pace. The first two days went onnnnnnnnnnn and onnnnnnnnnnnnn and finally I spoke out of my position with a friend.

My friend’s words were bolt out of nowhere. She curtly replied that I am mad. But then talking about my position to a person who never believed chat helps in friendship was the first main wrong decision perhaps. Perhaps she had an inkling of what is gonna happen in the future. Perhaps, I am not worth then what happend.

I lsot touch with Sandhya for around a fortnight. It looked like a millenium crawlign slowly. The first news I got from my friends were that she is engaged with that guy. Then around a week later I heard that the marriage is called off because the guy was in love. I heaved a sigh of relief.

My madness went over the head, I was pretty mad and when I finally got to talk over phone with her I said i silently prayed the talks would fail (Its not true though I did wish sometime like that I never prayed) and she can always vouch on me to get married with her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Its an irony that I could takl about life with a person whom I had not even tried to meet. This was the time when we both wanted to see each other. I tried to be in webcam but she could not make my face clearly and again this went the same way and finally I sent one snap. She sent me one snap. I don’t think she looked like Aishwarya Rai but she looked like the most beautiful female I had ever met. Love is not jsut blind it holds a sway over your heart and ur words and ur attitude. My college STD booth proved to be a gift to me and I used to talk with her for atleast 15 minutes every time during lunch wasting my lunch time.

Well then what is nexT????????? We meet. We met, we met about a week before my first Semmester MBA Exams. Its a big story to put short I would require another blog. Ciao next time all……..

The Half an Hour Bombshell….

How would a guy love to be proposed or love to propose? My best plan for proposal was on the hills walking down on a slope with some drizzle and let the magical moments take over you. But I never expected a proposal to come out of blue over a frank talking half an hour call. But life has its own weirdest ways of saying u ain’t control anything but play a role in the bigger thing.


One fine sunday morning I had an offline that I will expect a call by wednesday evening. That was on a weekend. Saturday or Sunday i don’t exactly remember. My replies fetched no replies. I had to wait for that call which would later become a bombshell.

It was fine on wednesday morning i usually went to college, came back home went out came back and I was lucky enough cos mom and dad were out and my grandparents don’t really intrude on phone calls. The day was lucky for me and the heart was beating as if it was connected on a mic er….. At around 7 30 the phone banged thrice. The three rings and a cut indicated that I should pick up the phone an dcall. I did callllllll.

First, we talked about our selves. Our week, daily chores and all and finally Sandy laid the bombshell….She said she is gonna meet one guy from US whom ehr parents have chosen in a hotel and her dad will go with her. It is very much an official thing and so she won’t be online till friday. My heart was broken, i sat still for sometime, i recuperated and wished her all the best……..but she wasn’t completed yet…..I wanted to divert the thoughts wanted to smoke immediately watned to run, wanted to jump wanted to bang myself but i hung on to the phone call. Finally I wished her goodluck. All the best and was about to hang the phone when she blurted out the secret truth we knew for sometime. Her words went on like this those words that

I will never ever forget through out my life.

Those words were this:
“You know something I want to get married to you?!”

Those words left me in silence, the phone was down in seconds and I was down in minutes. I had a wry smile on my face but the truth was very scary. I could not think beyond for the next two days……But now I wish i never ever really had heard those worsd………..The words sounded the death knell of my mind’s destruction………….They were the beginning. The beginning of a year long helllllllll….