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Its my life
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Saturday, 28 July 2007 15:59 |
"Why is it that I'm refreshing my inbox every minute, looking for his e-mails ? "
"Why am I getting desperate , when I dont see his mails ? "
Its one of my women friends. Lets call her Megha ( not that name really matters) ,because women are like clouds for me . Just like the clouds, she takes different forms every second . Sometimes clear and shining , sometimes dark and raining . To understand the clouds , you need to go much above them . And it took me a ride to himalayas to understand the clouds better.
Megha is my colleague . She is married and stays with her husband. Her husband is currently away on an onsite project and thats why she approaches me when in need of help. I was a friend for the couple even before they decided to get married. The reason for the current conversation started just day before yesterday.
Day Before Yesterday
Megha gave advance for a new washing machine over internet and later decided to cancel the order. She wanted the money transferred back to her account. She sent a mail to the shop owner , Prasanth. He replied saying he'll give it back asap.
Prasanth is also married and staying with his wife and 2 kids. His words were courteous and friendly. He made sure that he is not intruding into Megha's life , even when mails started coming and going from Megha's mailbox.
"He said , he'll give me the money over a cup of coffee in one of the best restaurants in town.", Megha told me over phone. "Don't you think thats so nice of him to do that ? "
I asked her , "How long do you know him ? "
"20 emails" , she said . I could sense that Prasanth is an epitome of Megha's "gentleman" concept.
"Gal, you are lucky to get that coffee !!! " , I replied without showing any concerns. Perhaps the world is so fast and that friendships dont need any reasons to build.
Morning sky is clear with a few clouds adding beauty to the blueness above it.
Yesterday
She gave me a missed call while I was in a meeting. An SMS soon followed , "I want to talk to you immediately " . Sensing the urgency and desperateness , I called off the meeting and ran to meet her.
Megha is boiling with anger and desperateness . "Prasanth has problems in sending me mails because he feels he is cheating his wife . Sojish , tell me why do I get into these kind of troubles always ? And the worst part is , I keep refreshing my inbox waiting for his mails. Do you think what I'm doing and feeling is right ? "
Too much of morality concerns, feelings , needs and desperateness. I took my own time in clearing the mess she was in .
"Megha , what you are feeling is perfectly okay. Its just that you were feeling little lonely and that you found a friend over internet. He was able to strike the right chords in the right way. Thats it . Your problem is that the friend you thought of as a gentleman, suddenly became vulnerable . You should be careful in continuing the relationship. I dont like a gentleman who suddenly feels vulnerable when he is already married and has kids. That too with just two days of mails over internet. Comeon he doesnt even know you."
"You know Sojish, I'm also feeling vulnerable. But yeah , like you said , its not heading in the right direction . I'm gonna stop this. Once and forever. Sojish, you are the best . You brought a lot of clarity into my thoughts. I should have seen it coming , when he called me out for a dinner at 11:30 and later said that it was just a joke "
I smiled. I could see the rain splashing heavily on the window panes. Though its only
evening ,dark clouds gives a night like feeling.
"Sojish, I may have go to the shop again . Now what can I do about it . Yeah , Its true that Prasanth has never seen me . Anyway , I'll go with someone else or mabbe you. Even better , I'll introduce myself with a different name . What do you think about the name , Maya ? He wont even have a clue."
I smiled again.
As a teenager, I've always wondered why gals get into such stupid things really fast. As years passed, I've learned to accept everything that could happen. Atleast she is safe, happy and a lot stronger now.
She was so much relieved , as she walked back. She winked , as I passed her table. I looked at my watch and its almost an hour since I left my desk.
Rain has stopped , but the dark clouds are still looming around.
Today
She was on her way to food court after her shift , when I met her again. She looked a lot happier and bubbly.
We sat down for a coffee together and thats when she told ,"Hey, I got back the money . I was in the city today and called Prasanth, because he couldn't transfer it to me since the account was not allowing him. Didn't want to drag that on and went to his place... Met his wife (such a sweet and innocent gal) and got the money. "
She said that in less than a minute and then switched to describing about the work interior designer has been doing in her apartment. After an hour long monologue , peppered with my "hmm"s and "aah"s and she asked me " Sojish , am I boring you with my talk about apartment beautification and all ?".
Clouds ( or women) stopped amusing me long back. I was only amazed at the speed of the changes.
I sat there as she walked out of the food court . Just when the door was slowly coming back to its closed position, she popped her head back inside and asked " Prasanth said in his mail today that I've a cute smile and that it hides a mystery. I think he was simply flattering. What do you think , Sojish ?"
I smiled again and said "Yeah yeah ... you definitely have a beautiful smile" . She was more than happy to hear that.
I got up as its almost an hour since I left my desk. I've learned to accept everything unconditionally. Thank you. Thank you God for the beautiful evening sky and the sense you've given me.
Megha, if you ever read this just forgive me for exaggerating the whole thing. Its my desperate attempt to keep my readers from running away.
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