When you are in love, a larger part of your life consists of waiting. You are always looking forward to something. The whole love story can be summarized in just one word - WAIT. The wait to get together!
In long distance love the wait gets an entire new meaning. It is what keeps the days rolling.
Our love story is the love story of me, S and our phones.
Ever since we started talking on phone, S would insist I give him a missed call and he would call me back. He is not the one who would call first. Extra precautions by Mr Virgo (although that does save us sometimes) to make sure no one but me receives it. Then the relation evolved and new modifications came into the missed call rule.
A missed call will be responded to anytime he is free. If he calls and I m busy ( doing important things like watching TV or bathing or lesser things like attending lectures) then I have to give another missed call when I m available and the cycle repeats.
Two-three back to back missed calls means "EMERGENCY" and if it is a false alarm then a good deal of lecturing from S is called for!
On weekends the time period for calling back is only 3 minutes. Uske baad time out! Try again after next missed call..
Due to this missed call cycle that has actively been working for last 4 and half years it has now become second nature for me to check my phone every 5 minutes after giving a missed call and everytime I come out of the bathroom. Since the phone is always on vibrating mode, my ears and sensations have become so much tuned that I can hear any phone vibrating in a crowd! My dad thinks I have special powers to listen to ultrasonic things :D :D
The worst thing about a fight with S is that there is no hope of getting a call. Ruthless he is sometimes. I stare at the screen and it gives me the blank look as if saying, "How can they do this to us?" No wait, no missed call and no passing of time. Days are the longest and even though I pretend to be busy, the ears are on high alert for a call. In the end I give up and give a missed call..
There was a time (the worst ever) when he would call only on landline and I told him, "If I give you one missed call, you can call me anytime after that but if I give you another missed call then it means don't call!"
I gave him a missed call and shortly Dad came. So I gave him another missed call. Then my Dad went out again so I dashed to my phone and gave him a call but no reply!
I waited for more than an hour near the landline.
Next day I asked him, "Why didn't you call?"
He replied, "You told to call on one missed call and not to call on second. You didn't tell me what to do for the third!" What could I say to that.. He wins over me :P
Here I wrote this whole new post while I was waiting for S to come online. He gives me a missed call which means, "I m home and online!". Yes we have this language of missed calls. So off I go until next time. Waiting does make you creative ;)
Its worth all the wait when that voice you love so much says, "I love you" and it never seems enough!
P.S: My dear Phone is very critical. Gets switched off when I slide it. So I m gone to those pre mobile revolution generation. Can't text! Only receiving calls and giving missed calls to those who text. Sigh! Pray for me and my phone.