I was in a hurry and I just handed over my mobile phone to my friend and went inside the most secured HDFC ATM which is situated in the Kamala Mills Compound, Lower Parel. There was a guy who doesn’t know how to use ATM and I was just teaching him how to do the same. By the time the person who was transacting in the next machine completed his transaction and went out. His machine was making beep beep noise. I just went near the machine and it threw up his card. Oh! He has forgotten to take his card. I just took his card and went out to check for him, by the time he has just disappeared. I handed over the debit card to the Security Guard and started my ATM transaction. I came out of the ATM and my friend who was taking care of my mobile, told me that there were few calls for me. I was busy arranging the money in my wallet and asked him who all called. He told only one name I could recognize and that was Shivani, there was another call from some one called Chocolate. I ignored both the calls. I was getting bored and I attended the next call, as it was saved in your mobile as Customer Care. I’m sorry and never realized it was a personalized customer care. I just put back my wallet in my pocket and took the mobile back and called all 3 who had called me. My friend asked about my relationship status. I told him that it is complicated. He told me to cut the crap. If you think your relationship status is complicated, stop kidding and make sure you get back to single status.
That was food for thought for me. That whole night I was lying down on my bed and was just thinking about my relationship status. I couldn’t even sleep for a moment. My thoughts got wild and I recollected all those girls who were in my life till date. The story starts from my Lower KG. I had a wonderful start as the girl whom I’m mentioning was not my love interest, but she wanted to marry me. I always ran away from her. I still can’t remember her name or face. May be I will never recognize her if she come in front of me. My mom will definitely know her name. Will have to ask her when I get back to Kerala next time.
I moved to a hilly district in Kerala named Iduky when I was in Upper KG and I was there till 2nd grade. This time the girl in the story and I always had a healthy fight to become the topper of the class. It had all masala a bollywood movie required to make it a super hit.
3rd grade and 4th grade was in a small school in Jawahar Nagar, Trivandrum. I really cannot recollect any particular girl from this school. 5th Grade was the worst in my school life; I was in one of the top rated school in Trivandrum. The worst part was that my class was all boys’ class. The school had girls in other session. Some of them were really cute. I don’t really want to take names as they have grown into gorgeous women and are working with reputed firms.
6th and 7th grade were wonderful years. I was in a small town named Pattambi in Palakad District in Kerala. I’ve just turned into a teenager and my hormones were making me into a Man. It was a natural process and I started behaving like a teenager. The teachers use to punish us by making us sit in between two girls and we used to make mistakes to be punished. My hormones were making me do all these.
From there I moved to the Cochin where I did the critical part of my school education. 8th Grade to 12th grade was wonderful. I will not start counting my love interests in this period, which will be too much for this blog to handle. But definitely I will have to mention a girl in 9th grade who was on the top of the list. I was in 11th grade and I had a huge crush on her. The problem was when I went to inter school competitions I got the same feeling for few girls from other school too. One of the girls I met in the CBSE All Kerala Athletic Meet and whom I had a crush is now representing India in long distance races.
Then I went to Calicut for few days before I went to NIT- Hamirpur in Himachal Pradesh. That was the most beautiful period in my life. Pehla Pehla Pyar. It all happened as it was all written. There was no formal proposal too. I was crazy for her and the same was her case too. It was golden period as I had the whole day with me, and I spent every moment with her. Our relationship grew stronger and stronger, but God had different plans. I had to go to 3000Km away from her to do my engineering. They said long distance relationship doesn’t work, but it was perfectly working for me. I used to write letters to her from Hamirpur. My Malayalam writing skills were horrible, but still I managed somehow. She used to write back, half the letter used to be mistakes I had made in the previous letter. Mobile phones were too costly at that time. In an engineering college you hardly have any good looking female and that too in an institute to this stature. May be my eyes were not looking at them that way, because I just had only one girl to think about. The principle of Demand and Supply is best learned here. I just didn’t develop love interest in any of the females in My Engineering College as I was in a relationship already. There were two girls worth mentioning in this time frame. One was from Germany and another from Brazil. They were Chat friends, but were good enough mentioning in this blog. First love is always special; I always wanted to get back to home to meet her. Things didn’t turn up well but I still cherish those memories. Four years of relationship was hard to break up. But somehow I became more practical and wanted to move ahead in life and not ready for a commitment.
When I joined SIOM for my MBA, I stayed away from girls, because I was just coming out of a break up. They say to come out of a breakup find a new girl or have a new hair cut. I chose to stay away from girls and didn’t want to get into all those troubles I’ve been through. But it was not so easy, and then Sharanya came into my life. We suddenly became very good friends, but I had no idea in which direction I was moving. When I reached Mumbai, it was Sharanya who was on my phone all time. But some how I had no idea Sharanya will lead me to Riya. Everyone who reads my blog knows about Riya.
The more I was trying to get away from her; I was attracted more to her. May be this was not enough, I gets a call from wrong no. and we become friends. I saved her name as Chocolate in Mobile. There is another girl whose name is saved as customer care. Customer care calls me occasionally, but Choclate made it a point to call me daily. It became a routine. I just cannot sleep without talking to her. She suddenly became a part of my life. Only problem with her was, she was 9 years younger to me. I’ve not seen her till now, but just love talking to her. Now what is my relation ship status? It is complicated. But I like it this way. Let it be complicated because Melody Chocolaty Hai. I just closed my eyes and my Phone was ringing. I just looked at it and I couldn’t believe it. My caller id reflected the name “Don’t Call Her” (DCH).
I didn’t tell you guys about DCH; because it’s been long we have talked. We met in a train Journey. We were travelling to Delhi together. It was one of the memorable train journeys I ever had. I just don’t know whether to take this call or reject this call. I just accepted the call and said Hello.
(To be continued …..)
