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She stared at her bags and then at the taxi-driver. His mustache was somewhat crooked and she was bothered by the speed at which he was driving. She was in a hurry indeed. But then she felt glad of being late and him being waiting.
She was angry at him for all the delays and being not-so-particular about things. I am tired of all this, she thought. Why should I always be ignored, why only I am making sure that everything is in place and on time? And then he calls up at the last minute only to say that he is already on his way, she built up her argument, knowing she wasn’t good at them, especially if the situation is least intended.
And then if something would go wrong, I would be the only one consumed in guilt for choosing it and hurrying on it, she lined a defense when her mind drifted to the excitement of seeing him in a kurta, which he loved for traveling purpose.
It’s his job after all; she confessed to herself but managed to resort back to a calmer annoyance about how things turned up that day.
Her line of thoughts changed again. She was wearing what he had gifted on her birthday and hoping that it would be liked. The taxi stopped and the driver opened the door for her as she paid him the money.
The drift of excitement was overlapped with annoyance again and she made her way through bags and people to reach him. She found him, struggling with a blue bag in one hand and coffee in other, with a look in his eyes which she knew meant he was looking for her. She took a deep breath and they walked to sit on the available benches.
She was looking for an opening where she could rant and rave, so she let him talk.
‘And I haven’t eaten since morning; this coffee is the only thing I have touched ever since…’ he said casually, speaking of the work pressure and the days events.
Aw honey, she thought!
In an instant she found her annoyance disappeared and she was left disappointed in self for being so unreasonable and selfish.
If only she could understand him better.
hey that was so nice!!
we girls get melted very soon when we hear things like such!
and that guy is really a nice guy.. i’m sure!
cheers
Dun they say something on the lines of love making one blind n et all!!!
Aah, the craziness and delicate nature of relationships. Everything seems to change rapidly, but by the end of the day, Life is always Beautiful
lol. so sounds like me …
but we all have these moments
Women… timely
Men… timeless
So sweet. I do this often. I get cranky, sulky, moody and then regret it when I hear ‘the other side’ I guess its a feminine trait .. heh. (though I secretly wish that “the other side” is also malleable like us.. if you know what I mean! )
If only ….
If only she could understand hi better….
If only….
I totally agree…has happened to me so many times. When I would come home early from work, I would keep pestering him to tell me exactly when he is coming, and why can’t he tell me such a simple thing…sure he would be knowing how much work i yet to be completed!!! But I know better when I get late for some meetings etc and do not really know when will I be able to get off. I feel more embarrassed at that moment and we both know he has made his point!
@ all
so, I conclude its common with women
sweet
i smiled
that’s what we like best in girls…hmmm…maybe not the best…but that would find a place in the top 5…on second thoughts…it would be a certainity in the top 10
Ahan neha you made me remember something terrible
not your fault at all..
and hey how do i follow your comments
mail it to me how??
# blunt edges
# aniruddha
awwkay! I dont know, i seriously dont…
tell me what platform you use for hosting this blog, and i will find a way out for you