Special... ( Part - 3 )

Dedicated to all the GIRLS I’ve come across in my life. Specially for – RITIKA and NEETU ( the best girls I’ve ever met.. they still don’t cease to surprise me ! )

(CONTINUED AFTER THE PREVIOUS PART )

-“ So what next?”

- “Hmmm................ kachoris! yumm” she said and looked at me the mischief still dancing in her eyes.

-" Ohk.. so you want kachoris.. let me guess u want kachoris of Jalaram Durg right?"

- "Almost! but why go to durg when u have a jalaram in sector-6 also??" she said and started walking.

-" Because you wanted to come to ICH supela , when there is one at sector-10 also?"

-" Helllooo! today you are not supposed to question me."

-" Yes mam .. aapka hukum sarakhon par !" i said and mocked a salute.

So we again started chasing tempos.. changing tempos and finally reaching sector-6 ,A market. among the much evening hustle bustle we strolled around around the streets of bazaar aimlessly gazing at the colorful toy shops and bright Saree and jewelery shops.. sometimes a medicine shop would come in between! While walking with her i told her about the new beginning of my life from that day onwards, where i had decided to live my life on my own terms.. i told her that i was a bit scared.. and she again held my HAND firmly with a sense of reassurement. I told you .. she's damn sweet ! We went to jalaram and ordered two plates of "kachoris". as the boy was adding chutney, and dahi etc. to the kachori i realised that we guys are just like the plain kachoris and without the girls who are like the tangy chutneys our lives are incomplete and bland.Girls add flavour and zing into our lives. there's always a "she-factor" needed to make our lives beautiful and exciting , be it in the form of friendship or love or any other way. Anyways back to the track, we enjoyed the Gujarati delicacy- kachoris whole heartedly. After finishing up, we walked upto the main road from the market. All the way she had held my hand. Many passerbys stared at us. I felt a bit shy. " Look how he's gorging us! what would he think " i said.

- " Who is he? wo tera chacha lagta hai? mama lagta hai? kuch bhi lagta hai? Do you even know his name? how the hell does it matter to you what he thinks? or do you just want me to leave your hand ? " she said almost in anger.. almost.

-" Oops! ohk ohk ! chill. and who would want a beautiful girl like you leave his hand" i said trying to lighten her mood. And that did happen. Remember whenever you want to calm a girl just tell her how beautiful she is and see how easily she melts ;-) ! So we reached the main road and after some time i managed to stop a tempo. "Bhaiya civic center tak jaana hai ..( she wanted to hav gupchups )"

-"theek hai baitho" the tempodriver ( ever in haste ) said.

-" nai nai bhaiya .. aap jao ! hamen abhi nai jaana hai.." she intervened. " arre par ???" i was speechless. "bhaiyya aap jao.." she kept saying. The tempo driver made an irritated face and went away showering abuses on me.

" Now what ?" i asked with bafflement. She gave an innocent and childish smile and pointed toward 'Jublee Park'. Yes you guessed it right ! She wanted to go to Jublee Park ! "Oh god yaar.. you should hav told earlier, its entrance is from inside.. ab poora ghoom ke jaana padega.."

-" Are chodh na! yahin se fence kood ke ghus jaate hain.."...............

Needless to say we did just that !! So this was our third destination - Jublee Park ! she held my hand and we ran up one of the hillocks of the park ( jublee park has got big grassy hillocks). we were on its peak. we shouted our hearts out - " woooooooooooooooooohoooooooooooooo . yuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhoooooooo" i was shouting at my miserable fate. i was challenging it, i was threatening it. my eyes went moist. She noticed that and came near me and slowly wiped off my tears. Without thinking or hesitating even for a moment, she hugged me. I felt a little bit embarrassed but then it was an emotional moment and i hugged her too and cried my heart out. She kept saying -" its ok . its ok.." in her soothing voice. after a few minutes, i composed myself and we talked about our personal lives. She told me about her crushes and how she was searching for true love in her life, which she hasn't yet got. I told her about my unrequitted love. I was surprised to see that she wasn't pity of my condition as others were, she just said one thing - "if she's made for you, no one and nothing can stop her from being yours.. and if she isn;t you'll come to know sooner or later and you'll have to move on and search for your true soulmate". After a few minutes of silence, she spoke up.. " hey lets roll down the hill" !

- " what !!! are u crazzy "!

-" yes i am. offfoo what's this 'what' 'what' every time, bachpan me kabhi kia nahin kya??"

-" arre kia tah par wo -"

-"shut up and roll "

and we tumbled down the hillocks shouting with excitement. For those few moments i was back in childhood- innocent and carefree. We reached the bottom of the hill and laughed at our silly yet rejuvanating act. Oh god! She was showing me a whole new world through her eyes.

That wasn't the end. There were more things in store for me that day ! Well for all those crazy events...

WAIT FOR THE NEXT PART ..

TO BE CONTIUED !