Watching TV

A lot of driving was involved & parking & reversing. I reached a place - strange, unknown to me. S had traveled to where I was. He wanted to see something on TV. I had a pad there with friends (same ones that I stay with now.) We wanted to see something else probably. But since he was the guest we turned the tv on to his choice. I started working on my laptop. Another of my friends did the same and another started playing with her phone. One was missing. S started cribbing about this not being the way to treat a guest. He wanted all of us to watch the same thing with him. Why?

P.S. I do not think he is too fond of tv anyway. Maybe the past was playing games with my mind when he watched tv in my room for hours. Its tough to let go...  

Ex-Flames

S told me about his ex. Her name was Manisha Das he said. Suddenly that girl had come to the place we were at. We became friendly. In spite of myself, I liked her. Then another girl came there. Her name was Geeta Ganguly. Her features resembled Manisha's a bit. But I felt Geeta was prettier. She was more friendly for sure. I liked her immediately. S was not friendly with Manisha but he was with Geeta. They even shared intimate moments in front of all.. some even gross (no.. not sexually). Like S picking her nose while cuddling with each other. ewww! My other friends were grossed out. I interacted with Geeta even after that (with a heavy heart for sure), but I still liked her. I could understand why S felt so  much for her. She had a very welcoming laughter. I also realized that Geeta was the ex, not Manisha. But then why did he mention Manisha as his ex? I also came to know that Geeta had moved on, so had S presumably. But then why were they cuddling? I also saw another pic of Geeta's batch mate in one of her pic collection. (She was the actual ex - T???)


P.S. Why did I dream of these two girls, who look completely different from his ex? (I have seen her pics btw from what my other friends have told me about her. Her name too is different.) I guess this going on in my brain about what happened between them is messing up things up there!

Quitting

S was quitting... the job probably. Had come to tell me that he would be leaving. It was too sudden. It was as if he was leaving the place forever. I was devastated. 

I called up D and asked him to marry me. He agreed. No questions, no explanations.

There was a lot of water, rains, greenery. 

P.S. I woke up feeling guilty. Too guilty. Just because I couldn't have S in my life, is it fair to D to drag him back in there? Even if he wanted it himself?

Fighting Death

There was this big palatial building. Someone was trying to do off with me. There was this elder looking guy and a younger guy, handsome. They were working separate. But they were father & son. The younger one had some feelings for me, not strong enough to let me live though. After disposing off me (I was not dead), the son started walking away. He looked at the entrance. There were CCTV cameras. He moved his gun to do off with them. Suddenly the father appeared and the mother called the father. It was a virtual call. They realized something and went inside to do something. Blasts the CCTVs inside? Do away with me properly? Get a bite from the snack place down the lane? Dunno. They were standing at the snack place. In the meantime, S was trying to save me. I had regained consciousness. We were trying to get out without being noticed by either of the two.

P.S. S saving me???? I doubt he will go to that much trouble. One pest less in his life!! he he... :P

Rains, more rains

It was raining heavily. I was about to leave. He came upto me. His wallet had got wet. He was asking me for some clip - paper clip of sorts, large one. I did not get what did he exactly want. I asked him what for. He explained something but I did not get it. I asked him if he wanted to leave with me and on the way we could look for whatever he wanted in a stationery shop. We stopped at some mall and went to a shop. I asked him to get a new wallet as well. He asked what for. I said the old one had got all wet and the leather was spoilt as well. We were arguing over whether to buy it or not standing at the entrance of this small shop. He was standing behind me with me slightly turned to him. He was standing too close... too close to be in my personal space. There was a girl standing next to me as well. Sweet looking, fair, short height (shorter than me!), a little plump. She was a South Indian apparently. She said something to herself in her native tongue. He understood it since he speaks all of them. He answered to her self-musings in English. She looked once at him and then turned back to the shop and was contemplating something. She again said something and ended the sentence with a 'ri.....' He too said, the same... 'ri...' She turned to us and spoke to me. "You are a malayali!?!" I gave her a blank look. She again said, 'Oh you are not, only he is.' She smiled and again turned back to the shop. 

P.S. That giving lift incident playing games with my mind. 

Dancing Shoes

He was dancing on stage with some girls... extras in a movie song. I joined them on stage. Our queues were different. The song playing was a Falguni Pathak Song - perhaps 'meri chunar ud ud jaye'. We danced and got off.. weird. I dont think he is comfortable dancing on stage, nor am I.

P.S. I think listening to Falguni Pathak songs all throughout the drive and then watching Abhishek Bachhan as a gay dancer Abbas Ali messing up with my mind. 

Playing the Avoidance Dance

It was pretty vivid. But dont remember much now. Big arches, huge buildings... like a university. We were playing the avoidance dance, at least he was. I was the one playing Tag, it seemed! And it was leaving a very bad feeling in me.. my heart.

P.S. These few days away from him playing games with my mind I think.