Before I could proceed with my chain
of imagination a small sign board diverted my attention
It said NO PARKING below it was hand
written “Or else puncher” I patted Sanskar’s shoulder and pointed towards it and
he laughed. Soon we reached a very small hotel it was titled “Let’s EAT”
We got down and rushed in to get a
table, the hotel was very clumsy and crowdie, I wondered at the Sanskar’s
choice and then recollected I forgot to
carry my purse I have no cash/card/coupon. We sat down at a table it was a
plastic table with two plastic chairs, and I started looking around, Table had
a lot of water spilled on it.
Why is
Sanskar behaving niggardly or being so economic, I am sure this place won’t be
having washrooms, I had an urge to use
the loo, but I can control and why is such a place so crowded most of the crowd
appeared from the IT services wearing their ID cards, may be food cheap here,
to hinder my thoughts a waiter appeared and handed me the menu, and he wiped
the table too. Without thinking why I came here, what was the purpose to meet
Sanskar? Suddenly I was so involved with the question of what I want to eat?
sometimes I feel I have some serious issue, I
wasn’t looking at all at Sanskar, you see the guy about whom, I was thinking
from last Saturday or in fact from months, was sitting right in front of me and
I was trying to check main course and going through the menu, I guess that’s me
when it’s about food everything else become secondary.
I said “I was not expecting the
items on the menu to be so costly, the rates are high comparing to the ambience
here” and made a weird face - pouting my lip and shaking my head, racing my
finger over butter chicken which was showing 350/-
Sanskar answered “the quality and
quantity is good, also the food is finger licking here. I have been here like
more than 15 times” he paused for me to look at him, and when I did he smiled
and asked “By the way from where did you get my mobile number?”
That was the question which made me
to come back to real world from my food world and I went panic, I raised my
head, sat straight with a tensed look and I replied “I have my sources” and
covered my face with the menu, I felt now... he will impose a series of questions but, he just asked one -
“So you want anything else apart
from butter chicken and chapatti?” I nodded my head and said “water”.
The order appeared early and we ate
it really fast, with in like 20 mins everything was done. Neither I spoke nor
Sanskar. He just left the 500/- at the table signaling the waiter and stood. I
had another sip of water and followed him. As he got on his bike he said “we
were early I guess, I hope you liked the food” I got onto the bike after he
wore his helmet and said “Yes it was awesome when did you started having
chicken? I believed you were vegetarian”
The bike was started and we were
heading towards my office and I asked again “Sanskar you dint answer my
question” he said “after meeting a pretty girl who loves chicken.” While he was
saying this he adjusted his rare view mirror to see my face, and I acted as if
I dint knew he was looking at me. After a while...
he asked
“Do you want to ask anything else ”
I said “Yes, a few”
He said “I see, please go ahead it
will take another 5 mins to reach your office”
I was trying to be funny and smart at same time “Who was that
pretty girl ? who made you eat chicken”
He enquired “ why you want to know?” I said “Just like that”.
He stopped the bike and turned back
“Shreya are you always like this? ” I was wondering what I said wrong “I am so
sorry did I say anything wrong.” I replied with a sad expression “I was just trying to
.....” he asked “what are you trying to.... ?” there was a pause “I am not sure, If
its my fault that either you don’t trust me or I am unable to make you feel
comfortable to talk, or talk exactly whats going in your mind”
I repeated “talk exactly whats going
in my mind” he nodded and started the bike again saying “I am sorry ” while I felt
may be he want to start a serious conversation I asked “ how did you find my
number ?” and he said “the same source who gave you my number”
By now we almost reached my office gate I
felt how come I had no idea that Sumedh was playing both sides.
As I got down, My eyes were widened
I felt angry and said “Sumedh gave you my number, how could he betray me” he
laughed and said “Betray you !! I am joking shreya Sumedh never gave any of
your detail, But I got my answer” and he continued giggling “I just wanted to
figure out if there is someone who knows about me?”
I was feeling stupid now “You
shouldn’t have fooled me this way, I doubted my brother, do you always do this?”
He Promted “You know, you have
started all of this,” checking his mobile which was beeping he continued “I am
getting late, I’ll leave now shreya. bye” soon he started his bike.
I stopped him saying “hey .. hey..
hey” and moved towards him “Just 2 mins”.
He turned the bike key to off mode
and removed his helmet and asked What with a facial gesture.
I asked “Can I see you again ?” and
he smiled saying “So you liked the food…”
I answered “I liked the food, but I
feel I should have been better. I mean ….amm You know what I mean”
He pouted his lips and gave me a susceptive
look and whispered “I don’t know what you mean. Shreya I am really getting late
I am supposed to give a presentation.” He looked at his watch again.
I greeted him “Alright ..thanks …
sorry and bye” I turned back and by the time I entered the gate I heard his
bike vrooming but I dint look back.
I felt I could have talked more….. Exactly
how I felt at his first visit, to my place. But this time we had less time span.
I really wished to see him again. I went straight to the loo and sat there
thinking again for a while till I got a message from Sherlee (“Whr r u, your
desk voip is ringing we got a mail from Sheldon”)
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