Part 4

And so it was I started chatting with her, we talked and talked and talked but we never talked about meeting each other sometime. Her knowledge about JU fest, metal bands, authors and more importantly her goodness was enough to get me literally addicted to her. I used to wait every evening for her to come online and talk about all the little things that happened throughout the day. Strangely enough they were all very interesting to tell and hear, rather write and read as I should say! There were a certain number of people who got angry (read jealous) and another certain number of people who began to have the time of their lives reading our scraps! In between all this my boastful self had already proclaimed to her, that I am the undisputed champion of Control systems and networks, and had even promised to teach her if and when she required it. Time for a revelation though, I lied about my strength in that particular subject!

However I felt if she did require any help she would call me at the most, and I would have to explain it to her over the phone! Hey, before you think of me as a looser, let me tell you, I was so obsessed even her voice, it seemed to me would suffice my urge of meeting her!

It was in the afternoon of a certain hot day in May, when my cell phone beeped and it was an sms from the loveliest number in the world! The contents of the sms just elated me! Writu wanted me to teach her control systems in person! Yup in person! I could scarcely believe I would actually be meeting my would-be-girl friend just in a few days. God seemed to be really kind and life bliss! We didn’t decide on the date however, but honestly that was nothing to be decided, I would clear all my plans for that day, whenever it came (and I actually did that!).

So it was another hot afternoon, but this time in June, when I finally went to meet her for my date, oops, teach her control sys! There were loads of things running through my mind, n really important ones they were I must say like, how was I looking, is the shirt careless tucked in, was my hair all right, would I be able to make a great first impression, how would she really look like, and finally, would she like me the way I am!

After taking the long bus ride (long ‘cause of the anticipation involved!), I finally reached the place, city center, which later was to be the venue of a 100 dates of ours! I was early, and to kill my anxiety I went to the music world there, but the songs were barely registering in my mind, and just then my cell phone beeped again! She was there!

Interlude 1

Connecting to Orkut...........
*argh* -an endless wait..damn my internet connection.
Orkut HOme....(My same boring profile which i havnt updated for months)
Recent Visitors...(I dont know most of them)
New Friend Request....Same boring "i wanna make franship wiith you"
stuff.....but wait a sec.....
"A-N-Y-R-U-D-E".....*hmmm hmm*-interesting name....interesting Dee
Pee....a quick click to view his profile
Metal-lover,arrogant,seemed to be intelligent,has also talked about
his various linkups and girl friends(*wow* thats really
interesting),and loads of attitude,similar tastes and interests(*whoa*
cool)...

Selection Criteria Begins

Good in English-check
Interesting profile-check
Not normal-check
Cool quotient-check
JU-OMG....*beware jingle*
I just have one reason to reject him(that JU thing)...but still
"Friend Request Accepted".




Oops... I guess, I didnt introduce myself..IM Writu...an active
netizen,an ordinary college going student.My interests include
anything and evrything under the sun except my engineering studies.Im
a virtuoso when it comes to wasting time,so i usually spend most of my
time on the internet(specially orkut) or with my college gang(none of
us have nothing to do in life).And last but not the least Im very much
"Single" (to be emphasised with special attention).

Coming to my newly added friend,a tenderfoot in my virtual zone was
added because he qualified my little checklist and also because of his
seemingly interesting Orkut masquerade.




            9.30 pm(the next day)...A scrap...finally a scrap from Mr
A-N-Y-R-U-D-E..he had commented on my status message saying ,"Sumtyms
doin nuthin is d best thing ta do".I replied and again within few
minutes a reply came from his side.We talked about Sanskriti(his
collge fest),his college(which i was least interested about),our 20th
November birthdays,my blog(which he appreciated a lot)...and this was
the beginning of my first conversation with Aniruddh....and a
beginning of a life-long and interesting friendship between two
complete strangers, who seemed to know each other for years.

Part 3

“She has a boy friend who is doing his MBA!”

“She recently broke up with the Muslim guy, good for her!”

“She goes out with so many guys its difficult sometimes for us to really figure out who is her boy friend and who is her bhai!”

Yup, that’s what I always got to hear from Vj whenever I asked her about writu. She was after all my only source to writu and writu was my only deep crush in months. Surprisingly however these invectives about her and by her didn’t bother me to the very least. It just made me more and more interested in her.

Whatever Vj told me about her, painted me a totally different picture of her, from what I felt she would be. It was quite a conflict between my thoughts about her which were formed primarily by the things suggested by my sixth sense, and the things that my 2 year old friend was telling me. This however did not deter me, and I made it a point to vex Vj everyday into telling me what Writu was actually like. I bothered her to the point when she finally got fed up and threatened me with this ,”One more word you ask about writu and I am not talking to you ever again!”. Quite a funny situation it was I tell you!

Now this went on and on for months, yup I kid you not, it went on for months! It would be past 12 and I would ask her about my dream girl. Fests came and went, newer attractive girls offered new prospects but somehow I just couldn’t get her face out of my mind. NO, I wasn’t turning gay, if that’s what you are thinking about!

The night started out as yet another boring night. Vj had to leave for dinner but as always she promised to come back. However she did something that was totally unexpected of her, from my side that is. She gave me the link to writu’s blog, I already knew her orkut profile by then and had almost mugged up her about me!

Excited I opened the blog, and if I ever went on a trip over the moon it was precisely that kind of a feeling! Her writings just mesmerized me, it was beautiful and magical. Now I am no poet or writer myself but this was incredible. The posts seemed to be made just for me; they seemed to be speaking to me. i was in an un drunken stupor, if it were ever possible. Vj, I thought, must try much harder now to keep me away from her!

I still remember that particular day rather night perfectly, it was the night before holi that year. I was already loosing my heart to this beauty! But one thing I was certain off now, this girl can never be a flirt like Vj was telling me, at least she wouldn’t be a flirt to me. She was different, was all I could conclude and I just had to add her soon, really soon.

So it went like this. I finally told Vj of my decision to add her in spite of all her warnings and admonishing!  Listening to that, Vj told me the only truth she ever told me about her, “If you add her, you people would be falling for each other!” . That was all I needed to hear, and trust me life seemed quite hopeful then!

So the next day I finally added her sometime in the afternoon and began waiting with anticipation of being accepted or rejected by her! Had the process of me falling for her, started already?

Part 2

It was just a week after the Pujas, around four months after I caught the glimpse of the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I had returned from High-der-a-bad, and my mind was still pre occupied by all the new things I had seen and experienced there (no puns intended!)! As every year before this we (read me and two of my best buddies in JU) decided to meet up at City Center (Oh! How I love that place now!) to share all that happened while each of us was away from each other.
We took a long walk to the place all the while discussing, rather well me and Sourjo listening to Subhra’s talk about his would be girlfriend. We reached the City Center; played, scoped the girls but the topic just seemed to run along like the siren din in the back ground. Now it came to the extent when we were about to be pissed and we guessed that the best way to shut him up would be to make him eat (that would literally shut him up!). We made our way to our very own KFC (yup, the same old “finger lickin’ good” shop!). Just as we were walking towards the front entry, I saw a girl. And time, if it were possible, just stopped!
The first thing that inadvertently got out of my mouth was, “Man! This girl is pretty!”. Now I later heard from my friends that I had a strange ineffable expression on my face, something that they hadn’t noticed in me before. All I can say is that they weren’t lying! There were other people too with her (which I came to know about, around six months later!), but then it was something like love at first sight, I just couldn’t take my eyes of her to appreciate the fact that there were other people around. But then as is usual again the anti climax came, though she seemed way too familiar to me, I just couldn’t figure out where I had seen her. Just to allay my friends’ growing curiosity and also to bolster the fact that I am not such a dumbass as not to remember the girl who just took my breath away, I bluffed them that I had probably seen her at Erudite(Erudite???WTF!).
Well finally I did manage to enter the place and the first thing I did was to go up to the back to see if there was an empty table for us, that would allow me more chances to look at her and recollect where actually I had seen her. But then again as luck would have it, there were no empty tables! We had to sit in the front at such a strategically placed table where from where any amount of my neck craning wont allow me to even get a glimpse of her. “Dammit!” I thought “Why did this have to happen with me?”
We however drifted into our own talks, finished whatever we had ordered and went back out for the second half of the gossiping session. Just as we were sitting and talking, I saw the melancholic beauty (she did seem sad that day!), again! Luck, I thought, wasn’t that cruel to me as I felt! It seemed I had gone underwater (couldn’t seem to hear anything that was going around about me!). She was sitting directly opposite to me, which allowed me to get lost in her eyes again. She wasn’t talking much, however at the same time she had a kind of deep thinking, kind of expression. Her expression was what, was attracting me to her. She seemed to sit still, and she seemed like a beautiful painting! By now I knew and it was pretty obvious to me, if I ever wanted to be interested in someone, to like someone and to love someone, this girl was that someone.
I was woken out of my dream by my friends of course who were by now getting impatient and irritated by me (I don’t blame them for that though!), and we decided to walk back. But then something had changed, I was just not able to stop myself from thinking about her!
Coming back home, I kept thinking about her and more importantly was trying to place her in my memory. Where had I seen her? It was around 12 that night when it suddenly struck my mind, she was the girl I had seen in Vj’s album! Shaking literally with excitement I smsed Vj about seeing that particular girl that evening, and waited with bated breath for a reply. And it came, it was a simple one but it gave the girl’s name as Writu! Writu,I thought, dreamed and slowly drifted off to sleep. This was just the starting. The world suddenly seemed to be such a happy place, and I felt myself to be the luckiest guy on the face of it!

Part 1

It was a day just after my second semester (which I had again royally screwed!), in the summer. I went to college and got bored, went to dine out n got bored and then came back home, started surfing the internet and got bored and bored and bored. Vj came online just as usual, and was prompt enough to remind me of seeing her pics which had been clicked that day. Having nothing better to do, I went to her profile and clicked on the album which was created that day. Now Orkut being sensible enough gives you an option to magnify the pics you really wanted to see and the rest you could just make do by seeing them in their thumb sized avatars! Lacking the patience I normally liked to do the latter!
However just as the album opened (yup, my net speed being real slow it takes considerable time to open albums!), I noticed something rather someone which really desired my full attention. It was a pic with three girls in it, all standing together. On the extreme right was someone who just made my heart miss a beat. I really don’t know what exactly I observed about her in that low resolution pic but whatever my extra sensory eyes did, it was enough to make me go through the rest of the pics in a hurry. The more I saw of her the more intriguing she seemed. But as is usual in these cases, to me she seemed just an anonymous beauty. After I frantically searched all the pics for a caption that gave her name “Damn it!” I thought “why didn’t she mention her name anywhere! (There wasn’t the all helpful photo tagging then!)”.
There was a strange depth in her eyes; her skin color was the tempting chocolate brown; her nose was all too prominent and she had a model’s poise. She looked cute, really cute, her dress just accentuated that fact! But then the all important and vexing question for me was, who was she?! I did the most logical thing that my extremely mediocre mind suggested, I asked Vj about her. However as all the trillion true love stories before this, the start wasn’t to be that easy. I didn’t get any information out of her such that would help me to at least try to locate her.
Meanwhile I already started getting all sorts of not-so-good thoughts about her. May be she doesn’t stay here, may be she already has a well deserved boy friend, may be she wouldn’t even be interested in me, and lastly, may be I would be the unluckiest person on this part of the world and never be able to know her. After analyzing these thoughts I came to the conclusion that it would be the best for me to just ignore her as her being just a pretty face! But then as Ms. Fate would have it, she was far from being ignored by me, I just couldn’t get her smiling face out of my head!