Few Things Left Unsaid (14 page)

The day for which we had waited for a long time. The annual day. The last day of celebrations. We had a fashion show, dances and dj night too. There was a competition of eating chillies on stage. Maximum chillies. Everyone was forcing me to participate. I was going crazy. Everyone was forcing me a lot. I agreed to participate.

I went on the stage.There was another boy with me. The anchor announced.

The two of you have to eat as many chillies as possible in 1 minute. The one who wins will get 1000rs. Your time start now.

I started eating. I was getting the burning sensation. What the fuck. I wanted to quit. I wanted to use the washroom. I could not handle the pressure. The match was over. I lost. There was no chance for me to win.

“ Please let me go to the washroom” I said when everyone came near me.

My mouth was burning. I drank a full bottle of water and went to the washroom. Releasing a pressure when you need it most is really awesome. I felt relaxed.

“You idiots. I am screwed. Give me more water” I said to everyone.

“ Drink my bachha. I can feel what you are going through. I am loving it.” Riya was laughing.

I was not able to laugh. The feel of burning from both ends was really sucking my heart out.  But it was fun. We really enjoyed the day. Riya was with me. My friends were with me. We had lots of fun. Today I felt I was complete. I had Good friends, my love, college life which everyone wants and moments that everyone wants in his or her life.

                     
MEETING RIYA’S FRIENDS

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eha and Riya were together from school days. Same school as Riya shifted to Navi Mumbai in SSC and now the same college. Since they were in different sections, they did not interact much though. During the function, they got in touch when they came to know that they were in same branch. Riya told me, they were good friends during school days, then Neha shifted to Hyderabad for 2 years, and now she was back in Mumbai in same college.

Once when we were walking near the bus depot we saw her.Riya called her and introduced us.

“Hey, meet him he is Aditya. We are from same division and we both love each other very much.”

“Hi, Aditya, beware of her. Don’t regret later.” She said it humorously.

“Don’t worry, I won’t regret ever. And the day I will regret I will call you and tell you that you were right.” Even I continued in the same mood.

Riya looked at me through corner of her eye. I said sorry to her. We all laughed.

“What is up with you? What about your relationship with Amit.” Riya asked her.

“Oh, you still remember him.Great.I thought you must have erased it from your memory.”

“Crazy. How can I. He used to love you so much. How is he now? Does he look the same? I haven’t seen him for the last 3 years.”

“Lucky you. I am waiting for him. He is coming in 5 minutes.”

From their conversation, I came to know that he also lived in the same locality where  Riya and Neha lived. He used to love Neha during school days and their relation began after school but as Neha moved to Hyderabad, they lost touch. Now they were both together. True love I thought. After living separately for 2 years, they are together now. I admired him.

“There he is.” Neha pointed at him. He was too far. We could see him clearly. As he came close, I observed him carefully.

He was tall. Taller than me. Maybe 5.10 feet. He was dark. Muscled body. A very odd shirt though. Pink color. Pink on dark skin looked funny. I thought he looked a gay. He was wearing shades on his eyes. Black colour again. Low waist jeans that was torn. Shoes looked like Nike I suppose. He had a good built and height.

“This is Amit. My Amit.”She grabbed his waist and leaned on him

“I cannot believe, Riya is it you? Oh my God. Where were you for so many years? After a long time I am seeing you.” Amit looked surprised seeing her.

What did he mean by where were you for so many years. My heart was shouting at him. She is mine. Can you listen, Oh gay, she is mine. Why are you observing her.

“My goodness. You have changed a lot. Really. When I saw you last time some 3 years back you were so thin. You have put on weight. Nice muscles. Good.”

I looked at my muscles. I felt insecure as I did not have any. Do muscles mean everything? Why does any one need muscles? If you are smart looking, intelligent and have power in your rod, Why should you need muscles. Moreover if you can understand what your girl wants from you why need muscles? My heart shouted again.Hey all of you. Even I am here. Can you all see me?

“Meet him. This is Aadi...my jaan. My everything. I love him beyond limits.” Riya finally introduced me.

I said an awkward hi to him. His reaction was no different. It was the same as mine. Maybe he was thinking why Riya loved me. I wanted to tell him because I was not gay like him wearing pink t-shirts all over. However, I did not speak. Preferred not to talk to gays.

What was happening to me? Why I was getting so frustrated? I told myself to calm down.Riya was mine. Maybe I felt insecure as she had appreciated someone in front of me.But somewhere I thought she said I am her jaan.I felt better.

“Where are two of you going? We are going to have something in the restaurant. Do you want to join?” Riya asked them.

I looked at Riya in anger. Why do you want the two of them? Let them go their way. We will go by our way. I want privacy. I do not want your stupid conversation with both of them. I was looking like a stranger to the three of them. All school friends reunited. I hated it the most.

“Fine. We will join you.” Neha and Amit agreed.

Superb. Excellent. Bloody idiots don’t you understand Riya asked you just for formality. Who is going to the pay bill. I will not pay a single penny. Let Amit pay it. He wanted to join us. What the hell? Riya looked at me. She knew what I was thinking. She gave me sweet smile. She also did not want them to come. However, fools will be fools. Who can change them?

We ordered some snacks.

“Amit doesn’t have oily food. He is health conscious.” Neha added.

Oh really, so what can we do. Keep your Amit in your showcase as a showpiece. A HEALTH CONSCIOUS MAN. I purposely called the waiter.

“Bring me paavbhaaji.” I said to him

“Anything more sir.” He added.

“Yes, put some more oil. I like oily food.” They all stared at me.Riya pinched my hand under the table. I looked at her and gave a smile. She knew what I was trying to show.

They were chatting about school days. I was quiet. What was I supposed to say. Again, Neha started with my Amit stuff…

“We have to leave early. Its time for my Amit’s gym.” She played with his short hair.

I was irritated. I was losing control.Riya was stopping me all the time. She made me calm down. My Amit, my Amit and my Amit. I thought he was her pussycat or some pet. Yukksss…..it was disgusting.

We left after some time.

“Jaan, I hate this. Why did they have to join us? You know I don’t like all this.” I said angrily.

She just had one answer always. A KISS. She kissed me on the road. Small kiss. But it was enough for me to calm down. But I hate him.

                       
THE  DAY OF SURPRISES

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6
^th
February. Riya and I had decided to spend the entire day together. It was my 1
^st
birthday with her. We had decided to go to Grant Lane. We met each other by 11am at Aerol Depot. We went by bus. She had two surprises for me. I was excited, I wanted this day to be special.

As the Bus left Aerol Depot, she gave me a white rose. Such a sweet moment it was. I was really touched by this moment.

“Why white rose jaan?” I asked her.

“We had fought in last few days therefore a white rose to say that I really don’t want fights in future.” She kissed my hand.

“You are a sweetheart. You are an angel” I was really touched by her first gift. Such a special way to express her love…

As 15 minutes passed she was again taking out something from her bag. I watcher her carefully. She was looking at me and smiling.

“Now what? How many gifts have you brought?” I was excited.

“Bachha, keep patience. Close your eyes,” she closed my eyes.

She told me to open it and as I opened them, this time there was a dark pink rose. This was more touching. She was really making my day beautiful.

“What is this for?” I did not know the significance of dark pink rose.

“This is to thank you. Thank you for whatever you did for me. Whatever you are doing for me and for being with me.”

This is out of the world. Something, which was unbelievable. A dream.

“Thanks.” I was speechless. I kissed her on her cheeks.

We reached Grant Lane. As we sat in the Auto, she again put her hands in the bag. Now what? Is this a dream?

“Hey, you said you had just 2 gifts. Now what is it?” I was almost dancing.

She removed it from bag. It was a lavender colour rose. This was a dream for sure. Third rose, in the last 40 min. Why did she love me so much?

“Jaan what has happened to you? When did you do all this planning?”

“You just enjoy your birthday. I will make it special.”

“You have already made it jaan.”

“What does this color mean?”

“This means love at first sight. I loved you from the day I first saw you. From the day, our eyes met when I entered the classroom. I started loving you from that day. I wanted you to be mine from that moment itself. Love you.”

We got down from the auto and there she was again in front of me with a yellow rose. I would have cried now. I just could not believe my eyes.

I just walked close to her. We hugged each other so tightly that every one passing by looked at us. We did not care. This time I knew the meaning of the yellow rose. It means she cared for me. She did care for me. A lot. This was the best hug she gave me till now.

We entered the garden. We sat on a bench. I was just looking into her eyes. They looked special today. I wanted to forget each small fight I had with her. I wanted to forget all those times I had doubted her. I kissed her. For the first time while kissing her, I closed my eyes. This time she did not close her eyes. As I opened my eyes, I saw a red rose on my bag, which was kept beside me.

She said

 I love you a lot.

I love you more than anyone can. There may be many girls who will love you in future. However, trust me you will never get a girl who can do all these things for you. And I am not doing these to show you that I am the best but I am doing this because you are the best. You are the best possible thing that happened in my life. My love is increasing day by day. Let’s get married.