Back again

                    Regular readers (yes the three of you) must have guessed that S was in my native place last week. I was hoping that we would meet there. For the last few months we have been meeting every month and I was expecting that we might be able to make it this month too. S had invitation to attend his friend's engagement. Although bored at first to come for engagement, this new proposition excited him too. Next came the task of convincing mom to let me go.
                    After the last time we spoke about my relation, the topic never came up again with Mom. I was a bundle of nerves and followed her like a puppy all around the house. She was busy with meeting relatives and doing household work and I dare not ask her at the wrong time. When she was alone, I would gauge her mood and think of saying something but she moved too quick. After trying one whole day, I finally managed to ask her, "Mom can I go to Mu ( short form of the place) on Sunday?"
                 "Why ? Who's there?" She asked.
                 "He" I replied, my heart pounding madly.
                 "No need, I won't come around looking for you here!" she said sternly.
                 "Mom, please. I will call you all the time. You take his number too. Please na" I pleaded
                 "No no.. not here. Here everyone notices who is going where. I don't want any scene here. You do what you want in Mumbai. Ask Dad if you want but I won't let you"
                 Asking Dad was out of question so I walked back dejected. S told me to broach the topic the next day.
                The next two days I tried all I could but she didn't budge. I know she was feeling sorry too but she didn't have it in her to let me meet S in a place where people know you by your name. Saturday evening I made my last attempt. I refused to accept anything that she was offering. I did not want Gadbad ice cream in return, nor did I want anything else to eat. She looked at me helplessly. She really was afraid of people making a mess of our relation. I had to give up. I ate Gadbad icecream and drowned my sorrows :(
                Late that night, S came back from engagement and messaged me
                " I can come to Mu by 10 tomorrow. What happened today?"
               It broke my heart to tell him that I couldn't make it. I knew that I was the reason he made the trip in the first place. It was a sad night for both of us and we went to bed with a heavy heart. I m just so glad that he understood my plight and didn't become mad at me. I know I would have created havoc if I had been in his shoes.
                The next day we were back on Watsapp as usual. He was leaving that day and I had the train on Monday. I had quite a few tasks ahead to compensate S :D
               So I m back in town. I m being a good girl to S :P :P
               I m back to the holiday routine which includes Grey's anatomy, criminal case, novels, lazying around and sleeping. I m hoping to include more of writing :)