Tuesday, January 10, 2012

A lot can happen over a cup of coffee..

I was sitting on a comfortable couch in a café. I had been with my friends on a special occasion.Everyone else was busy greeting each other and discussing utter nonsense. Suddenly I looked at a girl who was with her friends. She was pretty. She was sipping a cup of coffee. After few minutes,I looked at her again.I couldn't resist myself from looking at her on regular intervals. This happened for many times. Next time I gazed that way, she was looking at me. I thought it was a casual look. Later I found out that actually she was staring at me. Trust me, she was beautiful. Looking at each other for more than a minute, she stood up and started walking to me. I was shocked. What would happen?? Have I done something wrong?? I looked at my friends so that they can come to my rescue, but they were all busy in their own world. I was totally stunned when she sat next to me on the couch. Not very often you get a chance to sit with a beautiful girl on the same couch. I was wondering what if I had not come with my friends I would have lost something.
And what happened next….

Before that just a take a look at what happened a few hours ago...

We had our final exams from 9.30am to 12.30pm. We all wrote the exam cursing the subject, lecturer and the whole college. As per the pre-exam plans we all watched Don 2 in the theatre after the completion of the exam. After that, it was time to prepare ourselves to welcome 2012. We all tried to plan the next events ,but couldn’t. Later we all gathered in the college campus at 10.30pm. There were too many ideas, utter bullshits that we couldn’t agree on a single thing.

“We will go to Taj hotel at chikmagalur”…”We will go to a restaurant in the city”…”We will celebrate here only’…”CCD’’…."We will celebrate it tomorrow morning"..
Too many ideas spoil the night. It was already 11.00pm.

At last, one of my friend screamed,”Ok guys…it’s all done. We will go to CCD. We can reach by 12 only if we leave now. Interested ones can come. Others do as you wish.”
There were too many comments . I said, "I’m going home. You guys carry on". But when you are with your friends nothing goes as you wish. Finally after too many arguments we all started our saga to the café at the outskirts of the city. Well, for the kind information of people who aren't aware of Hassan, let me tell you that we don't have a cafe in the city.The café was 30 kms from Hassan and it was already 11.20pm. 8 bikes,14 friends,freaking cold outside and just 40 minutes to start a brand new year. It was one night which I will always remember for many reasons. I was going to a café for the first time in my life. It sounds strange. I had dreamt of my first visit to a café with someone special (I hope you got me) . I had even rejected the invites from several others earlier. But going with friends wasn’t a bad choice. The street lights , speedily moving vehicles, isolated villages, chilling breeze made it all special for me and worse for my friend who was driving.

We were in front of the destination finally, parked the vehicle in front of the café. I headed towards the entrance and as soon as I pushed the door of the café the lights went off. Woww!! What a disgusting first-time experience I thought. It was 12.00am and it was 2012. I entered inside. Before I was able to cherish the inside view everybody was wishing others. We all cut the same cake , ate and made merry. Others in the café also shared sweets and wishes. Received few calls,messages and I made some calls to wish others. My friends left me all alone in a couch and it was a blessing in disguise.

Getting back to the incident…

‘Hi… I am Sakshi’ she introduced herself taking a sip of coffee. ‘I am doing my degree in fashion design at Bangalore. Its holidays now.’ She sat a bit closer to me.

Omg!!! She was stunning to look at. She was wearing a blue and white salwar kameez and a pair of black earrings. She was holding a stylish cellphone which I couldn’t identify. That’s all I could notice other than her killing looks. I was stumped.

I took a deep breath and replied, ‘Well I am Harish…I am doing my engineering here at MCE,Hassan.”

She signaled to her friends and started talking with me. We talked about each and everything in this world - our studies, colleges, hobbies, movies, novels, Facebook, Hassan and what not. I was all praises for God for creating such a lovely girl and more importantly giving me a chance to spend time with her. We talked for more than 15 minutes. Time was racing against us.

We both had a great time. I am not sure about her, but I had an awesome time.

“Hey, can I have your phone number…just in case….” she asked politely.
I have never denied giving my phone number to anyone who has asked.

"Yup, for sure.. it’s 7795914650.."She took her cell and saved my number and signaled to her friends.

"Won’t you give your’s", I asked as I took my cell out from my pocket.

”I’ll be back in few minutes”, she said and moved towards her friends.

She joined her buddies and there was a celebration, laughter and some noise.

She came back and said, “Sorry!! My friend had challenged me to get your phone number within 30 minutes. So I did all this. Never mind.”

‘’You shouldn’t have taken such risks at all. I would have given it to you anytime. You are worth it”, I said to myself.

“By the way, my name is not sakshi”,she said and left the place quickly before I could ask her something(may be few things)

They all disappeared from the café within no time.

My friends joined me and we returned back to our places by 2.30am. What a start!!! Welcome 2012!!

P.S: Dearest friends of mine never believe in this story and they don't forget to appreciate me for my imagination skills.

4 comments:

  1. Oh my god.. Oh my god :) Its too brilliant :) could not stop smiling :) must say... lovely writing :) (hope you can guess me :D)

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  2. hey did this really happen ?? i dnt believe tis..

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  3. @anonymous: its just my imagination..the part in italics is what really happened and the rest is fiction..

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