“Hii... Happy
birthday again...”
“Thank
you.”
His hands
and feet were shivering and so was his lower jaw.
“Are you
ready?” She questioned.
“Almost...”
Mannu spoke, checking the handkerchief in his pocket.
“I’m
coming in fifteen minutes. You can check out from the hotel.” Pia said, as she
travelled towards Mannu.
“Okay,
I’m coming.” replied Mannu checking his har style and the wrist watch.
He went
down in a hurry in an attempt to relax himself. Completing the check out
formalities, asking again for a discount and failing to get one, Mannu checked
out from the hotel. Pia was somewhere near him, but he chose to move ahead with
his eyes fixed on the mobile’s screen to pirate his inner feelings. Till today,
Mannu hadn’t lived a moment that told him about the next. This was really a
strange day. His life was going to change very soon. This thought moved him to
the end of the street when he heard a voice calling him from somewhere. It
faded away as the red light on the signal turned green. Surely it was Pia, but
where was she? North, east, west and south, there were so many girls walking,
talking, and chatting. Like a merry-go-round Mannu was circling to search for
her. After hours and hours long talks and trillions of messages, Mannu thought
that he would recognise her in the very first look, but the first planning had
failed. He worried how he would manage the rest of the day. His eyes couldn’t recognise
her, but he could easily recognise the sound of her heart and soul. Mannu called
her on the phone.
“Pia...Where
is you?” Mannu asked her, looking left and right.
“Are you
the one in the white shirt and a back bag?” She spoke in a tone Mannu had never
heard from her.
“Yaaa...
but where are you?” He asked again.
“I can’t
believe it’s you.... look in front...” Pia spoke in a voice that amazed Mannu
too. Mannu fixed his look on his shoes as Pia spoke these words. He needed
courage. He was breathing heavily. After moments of silence she spoke again.
“Baby... it’s
me... your Pia...” She spoke and Mannu eyed his first look on the girl he had
loved for the past eleven months and eight days.
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