Posted by: kalomanche January 29, 2010
मैले भुलेर पढेको र तिमीले पढेर भुलेको कथा – The Human Stain
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I feel like I m one of those who apologize a lot, and that I have to coz I put myself in situations as such! I would here like to beg pardon to you folks who have stopped by to read these deranged pieces of the mini-excerpt from my personal diary. It was indeed a long wait, but here comes the third part and the remaining few follows very shortly. Have a good day :)

Part III

The first meeting changed it all. It was a risky step, yet they garnered guts and got to see the real side of each other. As cutely manipulative he could be, he had an equal extent of gentleman ship. He knew how to treat a lady just right! From opening the door for her to waking up at night to see if she was sleeping all right, he did it all! He was indeed a charmer, an intelligent one; or else she wouldn’t have fallen! She believed intelligence was sexy, hence he was sexy enough. She gave him her world and he made it beautiful! He transformed into her strength and her weakness! She no longer felt like she was devoid of her people in this foreign land. He was her friend, her happiness and her reason to love and live a struggling life. He boggled her mind and travelled deep down her heart. THE meeting added an extra milestone to their intimacy and they both loved it!
Since then, there was no turning point. They hailed from different cultural backgrounds and caste system but that wasn’t enough to stop the spark they saw in each other’s eyes. They had their occasional arguments; well, who doesn’t? It only made their bond stronger! Her knowledge that she wasn’t being fair to her first love who would wait on her until the end of the world wasn’t enough either! Selfish but human! She ‘moved on’, crumbling his entire emotions, trust and devotion into darkness deep!
This side of the world was all sunny and bright. Every trip they made together turned exuberant. They had so much fun, not only as a couple but as the best of friends. They drove together for hours on empty, monotonous highways, yet made it beautiful for each other. Every meeting was bubbly and every parting tearful. It would take them days to get back to their routine environment, without having the other one around. With time, so many things changed in their lives, but they remained unaltered for each other. Their mornings kicked off with his call on his way to work and the night slept off with his good night call. None of the occasional arguments could keep them away from garnering years of love and togetherness, sequences of wooing and being wooed!
And, it was July of 1998, just another time of the year, but something significant! Call it cheesy, call it childish, call it cute but Sheila had her own periods of acute feminine exacerbations, like highly valuing birthdays and anniversaries.  Anything associated with Burpy held special significance in her heart, his birthday topping the list! Their relationship had been growing leaps and bounds over time, one of those relationships that the lesser of friends envied of and the better of friends looked up to. If not physically, they were always there for each other emotionally. Sharing every single bit of details that happened during the day was their routine. Every now and then, they dropped a quick ‘I love You’ note in each others’ inbox or as sms. Burpy wouldn’t miss his occasional chances when he would express his glee of having her in his life; this time she wanted to make it her turn!
She wanted him to have a bigger, better birthday. She planned to woo him with a different birthday gift this year! She spent a lot of time searching for a vendor who would deliver the surprise gift at the right hour of the day. Finding the finest bakery and best delivery in town took priority over her studies and work! She wanted to make him happier. She couldn’t wait to have the gift delivered to him and the call he would make thereafter……….. The phone rang!!!! She could sense her exhilaration that only lasted momentarily. “Hajjjjur???” She broke down into tears when he confronted his disappointment and wrath over the ‘HUGE’ birthday cake which was inconvenient for him to carry home! The eggs broke apart before hatching into the chickens she counted, leaving HER wooed instead!

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