There she goes...

I never really thought I was the missing-someone types. I never really let myself get so close to anyone that I would miss them if they weren't there to lend me an ear. If anyone did try to get across my barriers then it would just be pretense that they will face.

Turns out that quite a few changes have dawned upon me so far.

I met this girl from St. Stephens College in Delhi around 2 months back. She was in desperate need of some washing machine usage instructions.(that was her ice breaker to me) I came to her rescue (sure) and we did the oh-such-a-pleasant-surprise-to-meet-you. After that she did realise I was one amongst the sane people in the hostel's wing so we kept meeting.

I do believe in "Familiarity breeds Contempt". Not that I promote it or anything but it just happens a lot with me. So what had turned out to be a great acquaintance initially started to grow into abhorrence. I started to put forward a deaf ear when she wanted to rant about her problems. Coz that was pretty much what she had to give whoever she came across. Or so I felt after we had laughed on whatever joke could have been made about washing machine and the like.

I started to drift apart. Get more involved in the work I had come to Mumbai for.

We were a trio. The third was a guy from my lab. She played the active role in our group. Pretty much dragged me to everywhere she wanted to go. He had absolutely no qualms to go at anytime-anywhere. I tagged along coz prolly there was nothing better to do. We clicked a lot of pics, made videos. I started accepting that life ain't that bad with them. But also parallelly hoped for something better. (I now realise it was just human nature that was kicking in. Grass is always greener on the other side. I was only a shepherd)And when I did get that "better", it only took a while to diss that one too.

Night outs happened. Feelings were poured out about our respective lives. I cried and in the process got attached to her. She made life vibrant. Not that she wasn't the serious kinds but it was pure fun we had when we were together after spending hours to understand each other. I even became possessive about her.:P

Days went by. We had more memories to carry along with us when we go our own ways. But we never really spoke about separation until it was a little late. She had only two days with us.

It started sinking in that life would be very different without her. We went to each others' labs, watched shitty movies, cracked lamebrain jokes, insult doughnut shop keepers, listened to life flowing in the Mumbai rains while sipping a cup of bad coffee about which neither complained and even insulted bad fashion as girls flocked around in varied clothes.

Now it was time for her to go. Her aunt had come. The car was waiting. I came back from the juice stall to find tears in her eyes.

I didn't know how to respond. I did what struck me first: hush her down and try to make her feel better. It still hadn't sunk in that the red car will take her away. I gave her a quick squeeze and waved her good bye.

I was dazed when I started heading back in the hostel. I sat down on a couch and started texting # that she had gone. Before I realised there were tears in my eyes and I looked up to see her standing in front of me. Smiling. For a second I thought I was hallucinating. But then I got up to push her and kept asking her throughout that why did she come back. I gave her tight hug and then bid her good bye. Promised to always keep in touch.

And now she's in the train to Delhi.

NJ! Go out there and rule the world. love you.