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Authors: Sudeep Nagarkar
and again when I was not with her. But I never knew how to write such a long sms.I was trying to do it for her.
“I want a big sms.A long one. Else I won’t talk to you” I got a reply from her.
These girls are too much. Whatever they want they need to have it. If we don’t then they will not talk. All emotional drama. I had to do it. I had no option. I opened my inbox. Searched for sms.I got one sms.I started editing it. And added a few things and sent it to her. Then she was happy. Then she started behaving so nicely as if she has got the world. She did not know it was forwarded sms.But I loved that she was happy. Girls are so foolish. Still we boys love them. I did love her a lot. Anything to make her smile.One cute sms can create a mood of romance. Its fun to chat naughty things at night. Especially when you have experienced emotional moments in the evening.
Sms said…..
“ Many a times we lose our special ones because we are unable to tell them how special they are, this sms is to tell my special one that you are the best thing that ever happened in my life that I never want to lose. You are the one who make me shiver every time you touch me.
Every night I stay up late to talk to you. I love you a lot jaan, my feelings are strong and I can honestly say they will remain foreover.Miss you. Love you.muaah …”
…
“Aadi... wake up. Some rickshaw driver is here.” Mom woke me up
“Who rickshaw driver?” I asked
I then rememberd maybe he was the same rickshaw driver in whose auto I had lost my folder. I got up quickly and went to the hall. He was sitting there having a cup of tea. I thanked him for his kindness. I saw my folder and then realised Riya had written her name on it as well.
Riya Aditya.
Moreover, she had written her cell number on it. Maybe the driver had called her and she had given him my address. I asked him. I was right.Riya had sent him to me. I was so glad to see my folder. I had written just 20 assignments until now.Riya was an angel in my life. What had come to her mind to write her cell number on it I don’t know. However, it saved us.
In all this process, I did not observe my moms reaction. She was surprised as to who Riya was, why her name was on my folder. I really hoped this driver had not told anything about that day. About whatever we did in Rickshaw.He had given the worst look that day when we had got down. After having a cup of tea, he left.
“Who is Riya? Why is her name on your folder?”
“Mom, she is my friend and she is slightly mad. She does these type of silly things. She wrote her name for timepass. Even cell number.”
“Don’t tell me she is just a friend. If she is just a friend what were you doing with her in the rickshaw?”
Oh my God. I was gone. I wished I had a heart attack that moment. I was numb. I was not able to answer her. Did that driver tell my mom what we did? Bloody idiot. It would have been better if I had to write 50 more assignments than this scene.
“What did I do? I did nothing.”
“You went with her to RMALL.Why? What’s going on between the two of you?” Mom asked angrily.
“Wait I am calling her”. Mom took her cell and dialled her number.
Her phone was ringing. I wanted to sms her don’t pick up, But I could not. What will be Riya’s reaction? I hoped my mom wouldn’t get angry with Riya.What would she think about my mom?
My mom started talking to her.
“Hello, this is Aditya’s mom. Thanks beta for telling that rickshaw driver the address.”
What would she reply. I wish I could hear it. I was carefully observing the expressions on my mom’s face to guess what was happening on the other side.
“What were you two doing in Rmall? Just the two of you?”
If I had consulted an astrologer, he would have surely said I would die in 10 minutes. This was unreal man.
“Are you sure there is nothing between you
“I want a big sms.A long one. Else I won’t talk to you” I got a reply from her.
These girls are too much. Whatever they want they need to have it. If we don’t then they will not talk. All emotional drama. I had to do it. I had no option. I opened my inbox. Searched for sms.I got one sms.I started editing it. And added a few things and sent it to her. Then she was happy. Then she started behaving so nicely as if she has got the world. She did not know it was forwarded sms.But I loved that she was happy. Girls are so foolish. Still we boys love them. I did love her a lot. Anything to make her smile.One cute sms can create a mood of romance. Its fun to chat naughty things at night. Especially when you have experienced emotional moments in the evening.
Sms said…..
“ Many a times we lose our special ones because we are unable to tell them how special they are, this sms is to tell my special one that you are the best thing that ever happened in my life that I never want to lose. You are the one who make me shiver every time you touch me.
Every night I stay up late to talk to you. I love you a lot jaan, my feelings are strong and I can honestly say they will remain foreover.Miss you. Love you.muaah …”
…
“Aadi... wake up. Some rickshaw driver is here.” Mom woke me up
“Who rickshaw driver?” I asked
I then rememberd maybe he was the same rickshaw driver in whose auto I had lost my folder. I got up quickly and went to the hall. He was sitting there having a cup of tea. I thanked him for his kindness. I saw my folder and then realised Riya had written her name on it as well.
Riya Aditya.
Moreover, she had written her cell number on it. Maybe the driver had called her and she had given him my address. I asked him. I was right.Riya had sent him to me. I was so glad to see my folder. I had written just 20 assignments until now.Riya was an angel in my life. What had come to her mind to write her cell number on it I don’t know. However, it saved us.
In all this process, I did not observe my moms reaction. She was surprised as to who Riya was, why her name was on my folder. I really hoped this driver had not told anything about that day. About whatever we did in Rickshaw.He had given the worst look that day when we had got down. After having a cup of tea, he left.
“Who is Riya? Why is her name on your folder?”
“Mom, she is my friend and she is slightly mad. She does these type of silly things. She wrote her name for timepass. Even cell number.”
“Don’t tell me she is just a friend. If she is just a friend what were you doing with her in the rickshaw?”
Oh my God. I was gone. I wished I had a heart attack that moment. I was numb. I was not able to answer her. Did that driver tell my mom what we did? Bloody idiot. It would have been better if I had to write 50 more assignments than this scene.
“What did I do? I did nothing.”
“You went with her to RMALL.Why? What’s going on between the two of you?” Mom asked angrily.
“Wait I am calling her”. Mom took her cell and dialled her number.
Her phone was ringing. I wanted to sms her don’t pick up, But I could not. What will be Riya’s reaction? I hoped my mom wouldn’t get angry with Riya.What would she think about my mom?
My mom started talking to her.
“Hello, this is Aditya’s mom. Thanks beta for telling that rickshaw driver the address.”
What would she reply. I wish I could hear it. I was carefully observing the expressions on my mom’s face to guess what was happening on the other side.
“What were you two doing in Rmall? Just the two of you?”
If I had consulted an astrologer, he would have surely said I would die in 10 minutes. This was unreal man.
“Are you sure there is nothing between you
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