The disastrous meeting

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………