Oct 23, 2009 7:30 PM Standing at Daula Kuan bus stand, i was waiting for a bus to arrive. My heart felt like leaving my body many a times but somehow i managed to keep it inside me. I didnt know how i would face her. Over the phone it was easy to deal with her but coming face to face was not something my heart could deal with. It was the 12th day since we have been talking and exchanging messages over the phone. I tell you what, Matters of heart are never easy; no matter how easy they appear. Love is such a stupid feeling. It tickles you but at the same time, you can prepare yourself to get screwed because it will eventually steal your sleep and appetite for sure. Same thing was happening with me. Leaving my dinner behind i wanted to fly and reach the place where she had asked me to meet her. I guess only Superman could help me but the fear was; what if she falls for Superman and kicks me out even before i could feel the pinch of love. Seeking help from Superman wasnt a good idea so again i decided to rely on our Indian Transportation facility, called Haryana Roadways. Dressed in a striped shirt, jeans and chappals, i was feeling anxious. Gurgaon was the place where i had to go, so after wasting half hour for a bus (which didnt come), i waved to an auto. Sir, 450 rupees Driver said Bro, i need a ride till Gurgaon not tlll Mars I cursed. 400 at the least He brought himself down to the earths orbit. 150 i bargained 350 He was still somewhere in the outer space. No, 150 I recited 300, final offer He entered in the cloud area. No, 150 final I ensued Sir 250, take it or leave it Driver finally landed on earth. No 200 I still wanted to try Sir, use your legs, i am not going He finally blew me off. Ok 250 is fine i gave up because i didnt want to delay the meeting of a lifetime. Moreover the person who i was going to meet, carried a worth more than my own life; so no way i could delay it for some 250 bucks. I will take my lunch break when you will come, so dont be late Thats what she told me over the phone. I had known her for the past 2.5 years but this was the first time we will be seeing each other from our hearts. My excitement and fear, both were kicking within me. Though the auto was running at its best speed, i still wanted it to fly like a unicorn. At the same time, i had my heart racing like a Formula One automobile. I could literally hear my heartbeats with my own ears. I bet even the auto driver heard it too, because i clearly remember him looking at me thru the rear view mirror, a couple of times. He even cleaned his ears some times. Sir where do i need to drop you? driver asked Ship like building on NH-8, near Shankar Chowk a prompt answer.
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