"They don't understand at all. I hate it. Every day is a pain, its the same thing, and only when I start shouting do they stop. Why don't they leave me alone. I don't want to get married now."
She wasn't crying, but her eyes had welled up. She'd been upset for quite some time now. Ever since they'd met she was this ambitious person who just wanted a chance. Wanting to change the world, achieve some thing big in the corporate world. That's what he had liked about her. In the male dominated world of management, she'd fit in very well. Intelligent. Beautiful. Ambitious. A little naive maybe, but women are seldom naive for long. Especially when there are so many idiots to experiment on.
"Every time I call or go home its the same story. Am fed up with them. I don't want to get into a marriage and ruin my life. I won't even know these guys who keep coming - Engineers, Doctors, businessmen"
A tear rolled down her cheek. She dabbed it away.
He had an amazing potential for listening. Every time they met, it was him doing the listening. An Occasional real life story held her amazed, but then he just liked to listen and spend time with her. He could narrate her life story with characters from her childhood if he had to. And examples of her nasty temper!!!
He liked her from the first time he saw her. From there to now, he had nurtured this friendship, in-spite of only recently knowing of her break up. He hadn't even realized she had a boyfriend, but then as usual he was there. Lending the shoulder which he so desperately needed back.
"What should I do now?"
The moon was bright, and the mosquitoes in the garden were really irritating.
"Well for starters, lets go up. Its 1am and we shouldn't be out here"
"Ok."
He knew he liked her. He always had, but he had never given it a chance to go further. He knew it was all or nothing for him, and she didn't want to get into a committed relationship. It was an assumption that it applied to him as well. They went out, watched movies, hung out quite often. But he wanted a sign that she felt the same about him too. There was always this doubt that she was after the big guns, the tall-dark-handsome's of the world. And it wouldn't be too difficult for her to get their attention.
Maybe it was insecurity. Perhaps fear that he would lose a dear friend.
"I should go. Its late and you need to get some good sleep. Don't worry about these things, they'll all get sorted in the end." he said, as he pulled on his shoes.
" I know. Thanks for coming over. I don't know what I would've done without you. You give me the confidence that what am doing is right. I'll keep warding of my parents, because I want to make it big yaar, do something with my life, not....".
" Don't fight with your parents. They only want your best interests" he cut her off. Else this was going to start all over again. "If you believe in what your doing, you should do it." He smiled. She smiled back.
He gave her a hug. "Take care of yourself. Don't worry about this shaadi and all that. OK?"
"You'll be the first to know if that ever happens!!!" She smiled and nodded.
* * *
One Month later, he saw her photos on Facebook, smiling happily with her fiance and realized she was engaged.
* * *
M
She wasn't crying, but her eyes had welled up. She'd been upset for quite some time now. Ever since they'd met she was this ambitious person who just wanted a chance. Wanting to change the world, achieve some thing big in the corporate world. That's what he had liked about her. In the male dominated world of management, she'd fit in very well. Intelligent. Beautiful. Ambitious. A little naive maybe, but women are seldom naive for long. Especially when there are so many idiots to experiment on.
"Every time I call or go home its the same story. Am fed up with them. I don't want to get into a marriage and ruin my life. I won't even know these guys who keep coming - Engineers, Doctors, businessmen"
A tear rolled down her cheek. She dabbed it away.
He had an amazing potential for listening. Every time they met, it was him doing the listening. An Occasional real life story held her amazed, but then he just liked to listen and spend time with her. He could narrate her life story with characters from her childhood if he had to. And examples of her nasty temper!!!
He liked her from the first time he saw her. From there to now, he had nurtured this friendship, in-spite of only recently knowing of her break up. He hadn't even realized she had a boyfriend, but then as usual he was there. Lending the shoulder which he so desperately needed back.
"What should I do now?"
The moon was bright, and the mosquitoes in the garden were really irritating.
"Well for starters, lets go up. Its 1am and we shouldn't be out here"
"Ok."
He knew he liked her. He always had, but he had never given it a chance to go further. He knew it was all or nothing for him, and she didn't want to get into a committed relationship. It was an assumption that it applied to him as well. They went out, watched movies, hung out quite often. But he wanted a sign that she felt the same about him too. There was always this doubt that she was after the big guns, the tall-dark-handsome's of the world. And it wouldn't be too difficult for her to get their attention.
Maybe it was insecurity. Perhaps fear that he would lose a dear friend.
"I should go. Its late and you need to get some good sleep. Don't worry about these things, they'll all get sorted in the end." he said, as he pulled on his shoes.
" I know. Thanks for coming over. I don't know what I would've done without you. You give me the confidence that what am doing is right. I'll keep warding of my parents, because I want to make it big yaar, do something with my life, not....".
" Don't fight with your parents. They only want your best interests" he cut her off. Else this was going to start all over again. "If you believe in what your doing, you should do it." He smiled. She smiled back.
He gave her a hug. "Take care of yourself. Don't worry about this shaadi and all that. OK?"
"You'll be the first to know if that ever happens!!!" She smiled and nodded.
* * *
One Month later, he saw her photos on Facebook, smiling happily with her fiance and realized she was engaged.
* * *
M
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