I haven't yet told you about Tania. She is this really cool kid who enjoys life like the rain drops falling from the sky. She is kinda cute too. Though not an Aishwarya, but still I sometimes feel I could have tried harder to get a bigger share of her attention. The thing is she is not just cute, but also quite intelligent. And intelligent girls are a bit difficult to persuade in the beginning. Moreover her beauty also makes her a bit unapproachable.
That doesn't mean that we are not good friends. In fact we are great friends. We call up each other quite often. She likes me for being so funny. Infact i think she kind of revers me. I mean who wouldn't be in awe of such a charming and intelligent man. You must believe me when I tell you that she is head over heels for me. She just keeps her distance to get a lot of bhav.
The other day, I was standing on the pavement waiting for a bus. Suddenly I saw her coming towards me. Seeing her walking towards me was a visual treat. She was wearing this brown leather jacket and a cape. skin shining in the morning glow of the sun. Smiling like a kid. My heart was overwhelmed with her beauty and I had to take my eyes off her to get a breather. Just then I saw a small little kid running after his ball into the middle of the road from the other side. There was a truck coming at full speed. I thought for a moment that I would hear screeching brakes. But nothing happened. It would have hit the kid had it not been for yours truly. I darted through the traffic like a bullet and caught hold of the child in one hand while flying off my last foot on the road. The very next moment there I was on the other side with the child in my hands and the truck behind my back.
People started gathering and congratulating me. I was feeling so nice. I saw Tania come too. But she stood a little away from the crowd. I like this characteristic in her. The decency and feminine pride. After the crowd thinned a bit I went towards her. She hugged me. The warmth of her body permeated through me. And her smell. Ohh.... I can't describe. I just wanted to melt in there. Just then the truck that I had so tactfully defied its kill came honking behind me on to the pavement along with a deluge of cars and bikes. I suddenly felt like I was going to die. Why were they coming to kill me? And why were they running towards the pavement? My heart was thumping like the huge aircraft engine on that Supersonic Jet they were showing.
And then I woke up. To my heartwarming relief the blaring horns was nothing but my mobile ringing. My heart was still thumping pretty heavily, and saliva dripping like the viscous, colorless blood of african dragonfly from my mouth. It was a call from Anil, my colleague at the office. There had been a small hitch in the programmes we ran every night. Thankfully I didn't have to do much of talking and the problem was resolved by Anil. After the call was over, I checked out channel [V] for some hot steamy number. It was already 12 and some rock band was playing some jhing bang. I switched the damn thing off and thought of the nice dream I was having.
Why does it happen with me that everytime something good is happening, something bad has also to happen? That roller coaster funda of life holds on to me as if its own life were at stake. the phone rang again. I didn't want to pick it up. Why do people call at such alte hours. It kept ringing for sometime. Then I checked. You wont believe me, it was Tania. And unbelievable as it may seem, I was not even sleeping. so it was not another dream. It really was her. I jumped up from the bed, cleared my throat, cleaned my mouth of the saliva in one nice stroke of the back of my hand, and was ready for the onslaught.
"Hello", I said, picking up the call.
And her melodious voice rang through. "Hiiii!! How are you doing? Were you sleeping? Did I disturb you?". She is like that. Very caring and very fast while talking. So many questions for a sleeping man. But her voice definitely had some exhilarating fresh quality to it.
"Hiii!! No I am not sleeping. I mean I was sleeping, but not any more. How are you?".
"I am fine. Just thought hadn't talked to you since such a long time, so... You know? My dad presented me a doggy last week. It's so cute. It sleeps with me on my bed".
Lucky sonuvabitch. I said, "Whow! Thats so nice. What breed is it?". As if I cared.
"It's a cute little Golden Retriever". I suddenly remembered my dream. Was she holding that dog in her hands while she was coming towards me? Or was it some book? I dont know. Cant seem to remember.
Agh!!
Agh!!
I said, "You know I was dreaming about you a little while back".
"Really?", she said, "What were you dreaming?".
I told her my dream. masking the last bit about the hug and smell part. I mean one cant cross the boundary at such an early stage. She is like a Goddess up there for me.
"Whow, you are a real hero. You should get a medal for your bravery", she mocked. You know, it hurts when someone you aspire for mocks you like this, even if jocularly. You want to be a hero for her. Her superman, but end up being a Clark Kent instead. You see, everytime the bloody roller coaster sticks to me. She calls me up to brighten me up and then mocks me to throw me into gloom. Anyways, I try to pick up my dropped ego a bit and tell her about my recent acquisitions in books. I think we talked for about half an hour about this and that. And finally she said she was going to Mahabaleshwar with her friends, and if Iwanted I could join her.
