It's an NDA Love Story. (Part I)
LOL
We were in the same school. Our lives belonged to two separate worlds.... Seldom we spoke... She was this girly girl, pretty down to earth, certainly not the sort who would go 'eeeeeeeeep'. She was a decent, aware and a smart person. Perhaps that is what made her different. We would travel in the same school bus. Being the senior most lot. I and my bunch of guy friends would do shit crazy stuff to people on two wheeler s . Those bus journeys were the times when we started to interact and got talking.
Our XII boards were over and that was the period of absolute 'vellapanti'. I had given the NDA exam and somehow managed to successfully clear it. Although S.S.B (Service Selection Board) and merit list were still left. I was the coolest person alive! My life was set! The ones who had the "O so cool IIT"s in mind were going to whichever places they managed to get. Thank God! For if it was not the NDA, only God knows where i'd be. The + - squares and roots never interest me.
She was waiting for the much awaited D.U (Delhi University) cut off list. Something she used to keep blabbering. Although i could never make any sense out of it. Never understood what the hell is E.C.A (Extra curricular activities) quota and the funda of migration. All her plans were set. If this then this and if that then what..... All the while, I would be pretending that O i totally get every word you say and I am the best career counselor alive! After a lot of "hmmmms" and "yes, that's a good idea" my end line would be don't worry it'll be good, after all it's D.U.
In the evenings i would play football and she would be chatting with her group of friends. I SO fail to understand that how much can happen in one day! The endless talks with such animated expressions! Makes me wonder, is my life too uneventful! I always knew she would glance once or twice, so me being me would do all sorts of cool tricks ;D which now i think was silly! But DUDE! If it's silly and it works, its silly no more! \m/
Over time we got talking. The goodnight messages turned into goodnight calls and the call duration was directly proportional to my visits to the recharge shop!
Time passed and S.S.B was dealt with and so was the merit list. Soon I would have my call letter in hand and the count down to the joining date would begin. I knew i had to tell her.... perhaps she knows, or maybe always knew.... but the REAL action is quite a task!! A little easier for me, because she isn't really a romantic or so she shows.
Probably it was the worst way ever to do it but yeah it was a text message. After writing deleting rewriting redeleting and re re writing for the 100th time it was finally sent!! The reply i got was even more shocking. "lol." LOL!!! REALLY!! what is that even supposed to mean!!!!???? That lol dream on jack ass! or lol i already knew! Just a freaking lol!!!!!
............... To be Continued
We were in the same school. Our lives belonged to two separate worlds.... Seldom we spoke... She was this girly girl, pretty down to earth, certainly not the sort who would go 'eeeeeeeeep'. She was a decent, aware and a smart person. Perhaps that is what made her different. We would travel in the same school bus. Being the senior most lot. I and my bunch of guy friends would do shit crazy stuff to people on two wheeler s . Those bus journeys were the times when we started to interact and got talking.
Our XII boards were over and that was the period of absolute 'vellapanti'. I had given the NDA exam and somehow managed to successfully clear it. Although S.S.B (Service Selection Board) and merit list were still left. I was the coolest person alive! My life was set! The ones who had the "O so cool IIT"s in mind were going to whichever places they managed to get. Thank God! For if it was not the NDA, only God knows where i'd be. The + - squares and roots never interest me.
She was waiting for the much awaited D.U (Delhi University) cut off list. Something she used to keep blabbering. Although i could never make any sense out of it. Never understood what the hell is E.C.A (Extra curricular activities) quota and the funda of migration. All her plans were set. If this then this and if that then what..... All the while, I would be pretending that O i totally get every word you say and I am the best career counselor alive! After a lot of "hmmmms" and "yes, that's a good idea" my end line would be don't worry it'll be good, after all it's D.U.
In the evenings i would play football and she would be chatting with her group of friends. I SO fail to understand that how much can happen in one day! The endless talks with such animated expressions! Makes me wonder, is my life too uneventful! I always knew she would glance once or twice, so me being me would do all sorts of cool tricks ;D which now i think was silly! But DUDE! If it's silly and it works, its silly no more! \m/
Over time we got talking. The goodnight messages turned into goodnight calls and the call duration was directly proportional to my visits to the recharge shop!
Time passed and S.S.B was dealt with and so was the merit list. Soon I would have my call letter in hand and the count down to the joining date would begin. I knew i had to tell her.... perhaps she knows, or maybe always knew.... but the REAL action is quite a task!! A little easier for me, because she isn't really a romantic or so she shows.
Probably it was the worst way ever to do it but yeah it was a text message. After writing deleting rewriting redeleting and re re writing for the 100th time it was finally sent!! The reply i got was even more shocking. "lol." LOL!!! REALLY!! what is that even supposed to mean!!!!???? That lol dream on jack ass! or lol i already knew! Just a freaking lol!!!!!
............... To be Continued
so eager to know...what happened next :O :O
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