Few Things Left Unsaid (5 page)

“What about the girl in black in the third row. How is she?”Swapnil continued.

“Not my type. Let it be. You carry on.”

We stopped the discussion and began paying attention to the lecture.

Suddenly five minutes later a girl shouted from the back door.

“May I come in sir?”

I looked at her. My heart skipped a beat. Was it a dream? I do not say she was more beautiful than Angelina jolie.But something hit my heart. However, some feeling went through me, which said, “Is she the one I am looking for”.

She sat in the third row. She looked behind her. Our eyes met and it was as if our souls joined. We couldn't stop looking at each other. I knew deep down inside that she was the one for me. After a while, I got the giggles and she gave me the most incredible smile. It astounded me. I felt something I have never felt in my life before-- what I believe to be true love. However, I have heard love is when they call you on the phone; you get that tingly feeling inside, every time you get a message from them, you smile and your heart beats a thousand times a minute! Love is, when you hold his or her hand, and knowing that there is nothing better in the world, than being with him or her.

Nothing like this happened. I think I loved her looks. Her dress. Her eyes. Her lips. This was lust. I just wanted her. Love can’t happen so easily. However, it was a bit more than lust. I felt so.

A week passed and I still remembered the way our eyes met and the incredible smile she gave me. My attitude in class had changed. I wanted more of her attention. My dressing style changed. I became more conscious. I just wanted to talk to her. But was afraid. It was not that tough to talk to her but after what happened on first day, It was not normal also. I knew she kept an eye on me. I knew that in her heart of hearts she also liked me. But I was afraid. This was happening for the first time. I had many girlfriends earlier. But this was different. This was like the rains in summer. This was like the shining sun in the clouds.

It was computer practicals.CP 1. We entered the lab. I sat on the computer in the corner. Swapnil was sitting besides me. She entered the lab. Looking awesome. Red top and low waist dark blue jeans. Her top was somewhat transparent and her sexy shape attracted me. This made me nervous. She sat  beside Swapnil. We were asked to write the experiment from the manual. Swapnil was looking at my nervous face. I was looking at her on the sly. And I knew she was doing the same. There was something between us. I watched her lips closely. They were soft. I just loved them.
Was I falling for her?

Swapnil exchanged a few words with her. Then they chatted and I was getting jealous.Swapnil was fast in these things. I still did not know the name of the girl and he was talking to her as if he had known her for the last few years. She was responding to him. Even I wanted to join the conversation. But something stopped me.
I never got to know what that  something was? Was it love?

Madam started calling names for attendance. I got a chance to know her name.Swapnil would have told me later. I was watching her carefully and the teacher.

ROLL NO 33.DIV E.

I missed out her name though. I cursed myself. She responded quickly to her name. Her voice made me go crazy. And in the process I missed her name. We left the lab and I asked Swapnil what her name was. He said…

Riya…

Riya and Aditya…made for each other?

Swapnil started talking to her regularly or through sms.Still, I never talked to her. Even Anup started talking to her.

The mechanics assignment was given to us. When we were leaving for home after college, I asked Swapnil to give me a Xerox of the assignment. He did not have,neither did  Anup. Swapnil asked Riya who was with us  always. She had it. Finally, she broke the long silence between us.

“I have not written one question. The rest is complete.” she said to me.

I was blank. I was not able to reply also. I was just watching her lips move. She was staring at me. I lost the control over my heart when I saw that beautiful smile, that spread across her face. The depth in her eyes.

“Hello, is it ok? I have not written the last question.” she said again.

“Absolutely, its ok.no problem. Give me your number, if I have any doubts I will call you.”

Fuck.This is silly. I said to myself. What doubts will I have? However, my heart said it. And I was staring at her.

“Ok fine. Take it.9320….”

Thanks, bye.”

I left. I had really started loving her. I was continuously thinking of her. The feeling of love. The feeling of romance. The feeling of being together. It was what overwhelmed my mind. I loved her. I really did. I was sure it was love. I tried to ask myself why I loved her. Was it the sway in her hips? Or the port in her lips, maybe the love in her eyes. Or it could be the softness of her skin, the silk in her hair. It could also be the sway in her walk; the sweetness in her talk that made me love her. The day I met her I fell into her trap, I had lost.

I finished writing the assignment. I was staring at her name on the assignment. I was madly in love. I searched a sweet sms in my cell to forward her. I got one sms

Two difficult things to say in life:

1. HELLO to a person who is unknown

2. GOOD BYE to a person whom you love the most. Good night.

After 15 minutes I got a sms.I opened my inbox. It was her sms

Sms just said
good night. Sweet dream
s.

I was excited. But I didn’t reply. I did not want to show her that I was desperate for her. Even she did not reply. I wanted her to text me. But she didn’t. I checked my mobile after every 10 or 15minutes.But it did not show anything. Every coming sms or call seemed to be her call or sms.which never happened that night. Is this love? I thought so. I kept the cell under my pillow to feel the vibration if her sms came. Still she did not reply. I felt like I should have replied earlier.

Now it was too late to reply. I cursed myself and went to sleep.

Suddenly lectures seemed interesting. I preferred sitting for lectures. Not because I started loving engineering, but because I loved her. The way she used to look at me during lectures. The way she used to give me naughty smiles indicating she liked me. Canteen became a regular hang out. She used to sit beside me in canteen. We started chatting regularly through sms.We started calling each other daily. We started sharing our food daily. It was a changed world all together. I loved each moment of  it. Suddenly I started liking college. We bonded with each other quickly as she also hated engineering. This brought us closer.

Assignments increased. I was at the station writing assignment along with Swapnil .Riya called me. I told her to join us. She reached the station within 15 minutes. She lived in Aerol itself. So the station was near her apartment.Swapnil had an inkling that I liked her. I wanted to discuss all these things with Sameer.But he was always busy in his lectures. He hardly bunked any lectures. As we were about to finish our assignments Swapnil  noticed the naughtiness in our body language and in our talks. He knew we had became more than friends. However, we never told each other.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”Swapnil asked Riya and I was shocked. I looked at him with anger.Riya looked at me and answered

“No. I am single.” she gave me a big smile after saying this. I did not react.

We started walking towards the college.Swapnil got a call from his dad. His dad wanted him to come to his office. Some personal work which Swapnil  didn’t tell us. He left midway. It made me a bit nervous. As I never talked to her when we were alone. Infact, we did not get any time for ourselves. We were always accompanied by Anup or Swapnil. Sameer hardly came with us. This was the first time we were spending time alone. We decided to bunk the lectures. We decided to go to a restaurant near our college. I wanted to tell her few things.

We ordered some snacks. Sweet kachori was her favourite.She ordered the same. Paav bhaji was my favourite…

“Riya have you ever fallen in love?” I asked her summoning up all my courage.

“No”

“You also never liked any one”

“I liked many. But I never loved anyone. Maybe I never found anyone who could be perfect for me. What about you?”

“Yes, I had been in relationship for a year or so. Actually, it was during my junior college days. I do not know what it was. Was it love or something else? But when we had a break up it did hurt me for a few days.”

“So are you over it now? Or still….”she asked me

“I am out of it. My friends were supportive. They helped me a lot.”

“
Ok, now you don’t worry, I am with you
.” She said

What did she mean by that? Did she love me? Did she really say it or I imagined she had? I got confused. I wanted to ask her what she meant. However, what would she think? Would she be ok with it? These thoughts were running through my mind. Finally, I asked her.

“What’s that? What did you mean? You are with me means what?” I asked

“Nothing, just as a friend I am with you always. What did you think?”

“I thought you mean more than a friend. Are you sure you meant that?”

“Yes. Am sure. Now let’s leave.”

I knew what she meant. I just gave a chance to myself. I tried to break the boundaries.

“I don’t think so. If you want to support me then you will have to take care of me like a small kid. What say?” I wanted an answer.

“Are you crazy? Am not your wife.”

“So what. You can take care of me. Can’t you. And wow, that is a good word. From now onwards I will call you my wife.”

“Oh no. please don’t. I will take care of you but don’t call me wife. Please.”

She did not reject it totally. I was sure she liked me. I continued flirting with her.

“I will call you my wife. In addition, you have to take care of me. Like a small kid. Like your sweet
bachha.
Is it fine?”

“Do whatever you want.” she blushed.

We left for our respective homes and had the best time till date. She even messaged me that it was the best time she ever had. That satisfied me. That made me love her more.

Before sleeping I sent her a long sms…

Hey dear, oooopss sory, my dear wife, This was the best day I have ever had in my life. Talking to you makes me complete. Being with you makes me comfortable. Looking into your eyes makes me energetic. I do not know how you are feeling. However, I am still missing my sweet kachori.My dearest friend. Thanks a lot for spending such a quality time with a person like me who dosen’t even deserve your friendship. Thanks a lot. Miss you, my wife. Take care. Good night. See you tomorrow.

There was an immediate reply.

“Good night my bachha.My husband.ha ha…tc.good night. And don’t take these things seriously.”

I loved the first part of the sms.It really gave me the feeling that someone really cared for me. Someone loved me a lot. Showed me much affection and love. I was overjoyed. But why the hell did she have to write the next part. Girls will be girls. They will never show what is going on in their mind. However, they do not know we boys are much smarter than they are. I knew she loved me. But didn’t have guts to tell me.

We were getting closer to each other. She never revealed though that she loved me. I used to give her hints by saying some things that said I love her. No reactions from her side though. I started calling her MY WIFE daily. She loved it. We started bunking lectures as submissions were getting closer, many write-ups were pending.Swapnil Anup, and Riya helped me a lot in writing experiments as we were lagging behind in each write-up.

Once we were sitting in the hall. I was talking on mobile and Riya was writing my experiment. The sheet she was writing on fell. And she bent to pick it up. She was wearing a red top and light blue jeans that revealed her shape to maximum. As she bent down her top moved upwards revealing her back. It was just too sexy. My eyes rolled over it. I wanted to touch it. I purposely stood back and watched it. Her back was still slightly visible. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to move my finger over it. I wanted her on bed right there. However, she would not have agreed and nor was there a bed. I went close to her from behind. I could feel the fragrance of her body. I could feel the warmth of her body. I wanted to kiss her neck. I went too close. I wanted her.But I wanted it to be special. She was my love. I wanted to spend my entire life with her. I wanted her to be my wife. I wanted her to take care of me.