Special is something more than the usual life, and the search for the person who makes it happen is difficult but is definitely possible, only after a deep search and a lot of sacrifices though. This one is about my special one, my sweetheart. Our story dates back a few years, it was DEC 21st 2011.
I was my usual self,it was a typical wednesday, neither close nor away from the much awaited weekend. I was sitting in my cubicle at my office in White Field, working my ass off to complete the project on time. Having just graduated from NIT Trichy, life comes easy with a good college name is what I always thought; but soon realized with the pay comes a lot more work. I do agree we need to work hard, but this was way too much! It was only my first year - six months to be precise. I saw a message blinking on my phone, " You free macha?" from Jassu, a close friend of mine from college.we hardly spoke after college; what is he upto, i thought to myself as i went through the message. He invited me to a get together party, of all our batchmates whoever ended up in bangalore. I was not that into crowd, as it scares me seeing so many people. But may be the office getting over quickly or my interest towards the hot looking shriya of our batch, who was told to me that she is attending, i dressed up in casual with a jeans and superman tee, made my way towards the suburb bar, DeMore.
The meeting of all our friends was magical, its difficult to understand how fast we connect with each other, the connect just happens, even the science might be feeling bad for not knowing the reason behind it. Formal hugs were replaced by shots of vodka making us a lot free, shouting slogans, remembering college, the flings and the amazing time we ever spent. Then i remembered there must be a hot female which i was expecting, but things did'nt work out well, and she told us that she couldnt make it. In result two more vodka shots were confused, i repeat fire shots.
Was siting casually on the couch, trying myself a lot hard not to fall flat on the ground, nose facing first. There was this female who was on the dance floor, the dim and flickering lights, made me look closely, putting a lot of concentration to catch her face. The reason for so much attention was that she looked too out of the crowd, as if she didnt belong to the place. Before i knew i had this nausea feeling, so i i went out and sat, cold wind always helps. while i was trying to remember her face, a sweet voice from behind, " excuse me, i need to go out " and there she was standing near the door, the same girl. Trying to be in senses, but i was moving here n there, still i remember the red chunni flying high, the beautiful ear rings, and her wavy hair, small but cute nose...smile, i was too flattered lookin at her, with mix of alcohol, next thing i knew was free fall to the floor.
Part 2: In Progress.
Facts are indeed true :)