My life here is pretty crummy. I hate this place. I really cannot stress enough how bad I hate this place. I have friends here but I don’t let them come close to me. I do not get attached to them. Anyways, I am a little sick today. No, nothing serious, just a little cold and body aches, a running nose and complete lethargy. I want to be home. I want my mother. She used to always take care of me. I love my mommy. I love home. I love Kolkata.
I didn’t go to college today because of that. My love called me a lot of times today but because of my sickness, I wasn’t feeling like talking all that much. I felt very bad about that. Then she prescribed a medicine for me, I went and got that. It worked like magic. The body ache was gone, I felt warm again. I felt a lot better. Thanks to her. I love her a lot. I am looking forward to us being togther.
This blog may start speaking more about her, I apologize to the others, but she is a big part of my life now, probably the biggest. Lets start with how it all started.
Rini, one of my cousins, thinks I am a very witty person with an awesome sense of humour. Dammy was her friend and Rini used to tell her stuff about me. She also told me about this friend of hers, Dammy. She made me a bit curious and a bit interested to find out what this friend was like. I added her on Orkut as a friend. Then we started chatting. Eventually I got her number and started calling her. She used to call me too. I found her to be an overfriendly person who spoke too much. At first I didn’t think much of her. Then this chatting and calling continued for quite some time. Then came a day in May, 2007 when we both wanted to meet each other. My cousins, a few of their friends and she came over to City Centre to meet me. We had a nice time. Then she wanted to meet me again, alone. I didn’t quite want to meet her alone, but I liked her company. She was interesting company. I met up with her along with my cousins at Golpark CCD. That was a nice day too.
It had been quite some time and I had started liking her better and considered her an important person. I liked her enough to want to go out with her, and I cared enough to really make the date a memorable one. July 1st was the day. Odeon was going on in Kolkata, a theatre festival. I got tickets to it and the day was a really good one. We had a very nice time together. After this day I got attached to her and considered her a very important friend. Another day, she went to her dental appointment alone. I met up with her that day. The next day again all of us met up and then it was time for me to leave for Pune.
While I was in the car driving to the station, I was feeling real sad. The reason for such depression was her. I started realizing how much I would be missing her. She had become an integral part of my “thoughts”. I went to Pune and I called her for an hour. I don’t know why, but I used to keep on telling myself that there would be a lot other girls in my life. Soon days went and not a day went that we didn’t talk over the phone. I became very attached to her but I couldn’t tell her. It was way too soon. It was a slow and beautiful process of discovering her. We had planned ahead that on 23rd of December we would have a date. Then came day before yesterday, 23rd September, when I gave her the poem which I had written specially for her. She liked it. And that was it; the beginning of a fairy tale…