*Beep Beep*

I was pulled out of my dreams by the familiar bugging tone of my cell phone . “Who would have text me so late in the night?”  Irked by the event , I pulled myself up . My mind was formulating an angry reply while I opened my inbox . But my emotions suddenly took a U-turn . My anger was replaced by surprise , irritation was substituted for disbelief . The number that flashed in front of my eyes could not have been real . I wondered if I was still dreaming . I had managed to wipe all the associates of this number out of my life . But it was there . Right in front of my eyes . Back from that hollow chamber of hopelessness . . . . . . . . . . .

I still remember that first day when I saw her . Its been over half a decade since that day but I still remember it like it was yesterday . I never believed until that moment that something like “Love at first sight” does exist . I was sitting in that boring chemistry lecture . Although it was my first day , and it had only been 10 minutes to the start of the class , I felt like throwing aside my chair and running out of the building in quest of some fresh air . Just when I was at the verge of being choked to death , she entered the class . That girl came right out of my dreams .

She covered the entire range of the class and took the seat next to me . She loved to talk and talk and talk . The first 10 minutes of the class took a century to tick by while the next 2 hours passed by in a ziffy . Throughout the class she kept cursing her watch , the traffic and the stupid timing of the class . She found a very good listener in me who would listen to all her speech without interrupting , without asking any questions , but only marveling at the perfect way she spoke . She made a point to inquire after every interval , ” I hope I am not disturbing you ” . I wished to reply ” Are you kidding me ? I can sit here for the rest of my life as an audience to you ” , but my response was limited to a mere shake of head .

Everything happens for a reason . And may be the reason I was sent to this class was something apart from studies ,  to meet this angel . I could not sleep that night . How much I wanted to be back in that class again . How much  I wanted to sit next to her listening to her fascinating talks . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Days passed by . I had attended almost 20 chemistry classes but had no idea even about the syllabus being covered . The assignments were piling up , acids were being spilled and a new chapter was being added to the book of my life . The life was a fairy tale to her . She found a reason behind everything that happened . I have never met an optimist like her in my life . She used to tell me about her family , how much was his brother jealous when she was praised , how much she cried when his pet dog expired , how much did the exams haunted her in the dreams . And I used to listen to her patiently , as always .

She shared every tiny bit of her life with me in the one year that passed by . When I used to look back at the class , I hardly recognized anyone sitting in the class ( except the lecturer ofcourse ) . Not a surprise . Afterall , during that one year , I made only one friend . And we were more than a friend by then . And most , infact all credit goes to her for this relationship . I had always been the jerk who would shy away at the very sight of a girl , let apart striking a conversation .  She was the reason I was not the same book-worm as I had been one year back . She was the reason I was not piling up all the tension in my mind anymore . She was the reason I was seeing the world in a different way . I was now seeing the world through her eyes , which was a lot jubilant and colorful than my previous black an white life . . . . . .. . . . . . . .

I was very angry at myself . Why was I not able to muster up the courage ? Why I have to be such a coward ? I was afraid . I was afraid to lose her . I was afraid to lose her friendship . Well she always said ” Listen to your heart and not your brain . Heart gives courage and Brain generates fear ” . I decided to go by my heart this time . It was her birthday .  She asked me ” So Mr. Einstein , what gift should I expect this time” . My reply was not scripted . It came instantly , from within me ” My heart ” . ” Stupid , It took you so long to say that . How much was I waiting for this day ” . She had tears in her eyes when she said this . I could not ask God to give me anything more . I had all my wishes fulfilled .

Those last three years had been unimaginable . I was living in the dream world that she had created for me . I could have done anything for her . That day she asked me whether I would do her a little favor . I could have gave away even my life to her and she was asking for a little favor . She asked for my word . I gave it . What could she have asked for ?? I would have done everything I could have to hold her wish fulfilled . . . . . . . . . . . . .

She asked me to go away from her life and never try to contact her by any means . Those words were like someone thrusted a hot metal in my chest . I was standing there , in front of her , shocked . My eyes transfixed at her face . The face which was so sweet that it could not have possibly said anything so unreasonable . I wanted to say many things . My brain asked me to question her , to ask her what happened , to ask her to tell that she was joking . But my heart said something else . My heart didn’t knew what to speak , how to react . She always said always listen to your heart . I did the same . I nodded . I promised . I walked away . Once again , she had tears in her eyes and my heart surrendered instantly to that weapon .

We promised each other that even if something goes wrong , we would wait for each other for two years , wait and wish for everything to rectify themselves , wait for each other to return . I spent the next two years doing the same . Life , once again was in a black-and-white mode . My brain smiled all along but my heart wept . Its been over two years now . Somehow I was getting along with my monotonous life when this happened . It was 2′o clock in the morning . My eyes were fixed at the text message which said ” Sorry ” .  My brain and my heart were once again fighting . I was not sure how to react . I was just sitting there , staring at my cell phone , wondering if I was once again dreaming ………….