Falling in love all over again..

              Yes I have fallen in love again. This time fully knowing what I m getting into. When I fell in love five years back, I was naive to the ways of love and to what a relation means. I faltered and erred. Much more than I would have realized then. I ran out of love, sometimes too indulged in my own worries. I hurt.. a lot more than I was ready for. Just when I thought I have experienced all that love holds, I fell in love. All over again. With the same man 
           
              12th June, early morning (8 a.m :P) Sagar restaurant.
             
             S and I had gone to have breakfast at this place. Now this restaurant is on the first floor and has its kitchen on the ground floor. The cash counter, where S and I were standing, was just close to the stairs at the entrance. He was waiting to make the payment when he realized we left behind the bottle of water on our table. He asked me to fetch it. I made one smart movement, my attention fully on my target -the bottle! Little did I know that the moment I turned, the floor had given way to the stairs :P And there went I , down the stairs!
             I thought I would go straight to the ground floor but luckily I got my grip and held on after falling 4 to 5 steps. Damage was already done. The entire floor had its eye on me
                                               
           While I was sliding down the stairs  thoughts  on my mind were:

1. The entire floor is watching you! Run!!!
2. S is hiding his face maybe! What a clumsy girlfriend he has :P 
3. What if S shouts at me for being so stupid? In front of everyone!
4. My behind hurts :P and my hands are burning!!!

         I got up to see S all worried and right there. Instead of getting mad at me ( I could have done something toofani like break my head with that stunt of mine) he pulled me closer to ask if I was alright. Not once bothering to look around and see how many people were watching us.That won me 

        Although I kept bickering over how stupid I looked due to the fall , it was done away with his reassurances ! 

        Thank you S for all the wonderful ways you care for me 

        51.. Love it when we talk utter nonsense and keep arguing about who speaks the right mother tongue.

              

     

        52.. Love it when you hold my hands and say nothing and yet I feel everything.  

        53.. Love it when you leave those messages in my inbox while I m away.. 

         

        54.. Love it when you call me your gudiya.. 

        55.. Love it when you shy away when I make you smile while you chat from office 

        56.. Love it when you hold  me like nothing is going to take me away from me 

        57.. Love it when you listen to all that I blabber and when I ask you "What did I just say", you are able to say my exact words !!!  

        58.. Love the way we keep teasing each other with all kind of names!! 

        59.. Love the fighting with you.. 

        60.. Love the fact that you have given me the best two days of my life.. 

           Love you sooo much S !

Chup Chupke (continued)

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       I walked into the subway with no option but to text him myself. By this time I was going mad with anger or frustration! Nevertheless I kept walking and stole a few minutes to text him to tell that I was going on another platform.

                 He replied back that he just entered the station. 

                 We were walking towards the AC lounge room when I receive a text again. "If you are on the front side of train number xyz give one missed call and if you are on the behind give 2 missed calls".

                 From where I was, I couldn't even see this train XYZ. What was I supposed to do? So I texted him again that I was going to the lounge room.

                 Now this lounge room is all closed and you can't see anyone from the other side. No sooner did I settle down in the lounge than it was thought by all of going to eat in the neighboring restaurant on the station. Since we had less than an hour to eat the next door restaurant was deemed appropriate. Leaving aside 2-3 members (to look over the luggage) the rest of us were rushed into the restaurant. Right at that time I get a text " I m outside the lounge". So again I had to text him that I m in the restaurant!! Uff!! I had not yet seen a glimpse of him..

                  The restaurant was like a small canteen with tables randomly scattered and places occupied. So our whole group got distributed around. While my parents occupied the table diagonally behind mine ( I was with my brother), the rest of them were sitting all about the place.  A middle aged man was sitting in front of me too occupied with his large thaali.

                  Right then S texted me that he wouldn't come in as the restaurant is too small ( S were you serious when you said "me choti  moti jaga pe nahi khata??", I seriously wondered this!) and he would wait outside. My dad was busy placing the order so I could quickly give S a call and asked him to come inside and have something too. The man sitting opposite me gave me a look and then got busy with food. 

                  I looked around ( I couldn't see the entrance from where I was sitting) and then I saw S walking towards the counter and my heart went on to do a mini jig. Yes!! Finally I saw him!

                  He was standing right next to my Dad and that was enough to get me nervous. I kept looking at the counter even though my thaali was served. The man sitting opposite to me was done and I texted S to look behind and just come and sit there. But he did not see his cellphone. As soon as he got his plate he turned and I pointed out to the seat in front of me with the enthusiasm of a small kid. My brother got shocked at this daredevilry of mine. As S settled down on the seat I couldn't take my eyes off him. He looked at me and gave a quick smile. 

                  My brother whispered to me, "Are you crazy? Dad is here!! What if he sees him?" 

                  I was just too happy to worry about it right then, "Don't worry Dad won't know!" I said.

   So we had this very filmy type of a lunch where I kept stealing glances at him and kept blushing.  The food was bland and with great difficulty I was swallowing it because it was the reason I could see him. I couldn't stop  myself from smiling and looked away when my Dad saw me! 

                  I almost thought "I m dead" when he came to my table and asked me what happened! I told him that I was looking for spoon. Thank God for those Southern restaurants which didn't serve spoons with meals. Dad asked for spoon and got me a spoon and then went back to his table. Hush!

                 But this made S all the more anxious I feel and he hurried up his eating. I couldn't keep up with him and neither did I like that food. So when he went to wash his hands, I left the rest of the food and went after him, inviting a raised eyebrow from my brother. 

                 When I entered into that handwash area I tried hugging him and he pushed me! I had something written for him on a paper which I think fell somewhere there. At that moment I was more concerned about his storming off than the paper. Frankly, I was even hurt by his behavior. So when he went out I returned to my seat next to bro and waited. Dad told me to go wait in the lounge.

                 I was about to go into the lounge when I got a text "Bahar ladki ne dekha". I looked up and saw that he was standing outside the lounge. I went to him and told him that I had got something for him which I lost. He told me that one of the girl in our group had seen us. He told me that the handwash area could be seen from where people were sitting. So basically I had upset him. 

                 I went to the lounge and sat and thought about it. The europhia was over and worry took place. I asked him if he would wait till 3 and he said yes in a very irritated tone. 

                 The next half hour I couldn't feel at ease. I was feeling nervous. When we finally came out to go to our train once again I tried to search for him. I couldn't see him anywhere. The whole process of looking for every male started. When we were a little away from our coach I saw him standing at the door of my coach. As we were approaching, he moved ahead. I kept staring at his back.

                 I kept pacing the coach but the relatives wouldn't let me go out of their sight.  I couldn't manage to see him again. Looking at the circumstances, I had already achieved quite a lot :)
                 Later when the train started and we took our places I found time to call S. I was happy that he did not mind that debacle I did in the restaurant as much as I thought he would. So yes one panga less in life! I was busy dreaming the rest of the journey!

                 When you are so away from the love of your life what can  you not do to just see them for half an hour? This unexpected half hour was more than enough for us although at that time I kept whining how I could have seen more of him if he had come before my train arrived and we  would not have wasted so much time just struggling to catch up. Seems like everyone had business with him in those 15 minutes that mattered!
                 This thrilling date that we had will go into those stories that we will someday remember and laugh at when we are old and wrinkled and still together and still falling in love with each other ;)
                                            

                 

                

JAB WE MET

Okay I m super duper late to post this. I was kind of trying to get back to reality after the total dream sequence of my life!
S came visiting last month and I was dream walking in that one and half days..
What happens when the love of your life meets you after two and a half year?? Well the emotions, the pent up expression, the happiness, the pinch of separation.. nothing, nothing can be put into words!

                                                    image by me!!

Well we were sitting in this park, when I had this idea of clicking a snap like this..
S was like, "You want to put this on Little things in love right?"
How well you read me S!! At that moment I was thinking of how good it would look and probably I could use it somewhere on my blog and voila ! you say it before I actually assemble my thoughts on it!

Its more than a month since we met, yet it seems like yesterday that you were holding my hand which fits perfectly in yours.. I guess that's what love does to people!

I don't know why I have this great fixation with S ka hand.. I mean I find it soooo cute.. slender fingers and look at those nails! Anddd it is so warm and soft to hold! Okay now too much mush I know!! I just love the feeling when those warm hands move across my face to pull that straying strand of hair back.. :) :)

There was so much going on in my mind to post but I guess I will fail to express my happiness in words!

P.S : I will be back before Diwali with some little things to do on Diwali :)