August 25, 2009

Just For A Kiss....

"Oh my God! This is really stupid. I’m so gonna regret for agreeing to do this!" I thought to myself as we sneakily got ourselves crammed into one of the narrow trail room.

Kavya had come to India during her semester break to be with her family. A dating site initiated our friendship. We exchanged numbers and from then on we didn’t forget to call each other every night. A week went by and both of us felt it was finally time to have the rendezvous. The next evening, we met - a meeting that was casual, just like two old pals.

We sipped, ate, schmoozed (not smooched! :P) And then that night over the phone, she asked me whether I felt anything special for her. I said, "Naah, but it felt good to finally meet you."

I knew what her type was and clearly I was not one. And more importantly, why should I be allowing myself to feel anything "special" for a gal who's gonna be back to a foreign country in about three or four weeks? She too had similar reasons, but I guess she surprised herself when she defied all that.

The first time she called me 'sweetheart', I remember it felt really weird and I couldn't stop laughing. But she made sure that I get used to hearing it and it reached to that point where I would crave to get that word out of her mouth whenever we were having talks. It was kinda getting addictive and yes, I was falling for her.

Another thing that was becoming an addiction (for both of us) was the need to see each other every single day. The evening traffic or the monsoon downpours didn't weaken our spirits; we made sure we had that one chance to be together even if it was for a short time. I used to anxiously wait for the evening to come, so that I can rush from my office to meet her.

It was during one of these meets at the Center One mall of Vashi (Mumbai), when she told me that she wanted to kiss me so badly and took me inside the changing room. There are only a few people inside the mall may be because it was Tuesday. We opened the door of one of the trail got inside and shut it quickly before someone could walk in and see the sight of two of us getting in at the same time.

So there we stood face to face, both of us feeling really nervous and starting to sense that this was indeed a bad idea. We leaned forward for the kiss. But the helmet in her hand began to hit the wall during the attempt, making knocking sounds which made both of us even more uneasy, for they could make the people outside curious.

As obvious, the kiss didn't happen and we both now felt like escaping from the self-imposed trap. But how do we come out? We didn't want the situation to get any more embarrassing than what already was. Kavya suggested that since it could be risky if we both got out together, she would go out first and I wait for some time. So she opened the door when we felt the place was absolutely silent.

After she left, I locked the door and I waited for like about 10 minutes before I finally had the courage to poke my head out. In the meantime, Kavya was waiting outside wondering why I was taking this long to show up. Anyway, we both decided that we would never try to even think of doing such absurdities.

However absurdities happened even after that. On some other night, we tried to make out on an open field near a Mumbai-Pune highway. That time we felt some one was watching and coming towards us and we had to run. But later one night, the kiss did finally happen.. right on the street where I live!!!

Even though we had to break the kiss every time a vehicle passed by and had to pretend as if nothing was going on, as soon as it was out of site, we would soon be plunged into that passionate lip lock again. The kiss was so wild and powerful that the high lasted for hours and I truly discovered what it meant to feel happy from inside.

But that kiss also warned us of how far we had crossed the line. What that was going on between us wasn't supposed to turn into anything serious, but it was beginning to. And before we both reach a stage where it becomes excruciating to deal with the separation that was bound to happen, we agreed that it was better to cut the whole thing off. And thus we took different roads. Then a year later, we met one more time when she came for her semester vacation.

Now whenever I pass by all those places where we had our "attempts", those images flash in my mind and I smile to myself. I guess she gave me one of my firsts; she made me feel how it is like to fall in love. And it is an adventure nevertheless – magical, enlivening, exciting - making ordinary people do the craziest of things!!!!...

-K Himaanshu Shuklaa..

 Disclaimer 

All the mentioned incidents and places above are fictitious nothing to do with reality.

इस कहानी के सभी पात्रा एवं घटनाए काल्पनिक है, यदि इनका किसी व्यक्ति या वास्तु से कोई संबंध होता है तो उससे मात्रा एक संयोग कहा जाएगा..

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

If I am not wrong her name is not Kavya

Arsh

Anonymous said...

Excuse me

Abhilash Ruhela- The Blogger said...

Very nice......Hot BLOG...

Anonymous said...

jhalle insaan yeh sab koi blog mein likhta hai kya???? :P:P

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