What is that she liked?
He wondered... She wasn't a typical Mumbai chick.. Her agra-ness was something that he loved and got confused about...
Her smile made his nervous system go on a standby mode. While her demeanor rendered him to gawk at her, probably resulting in her thinking of him as a terminal pervert.
She wasn't someone who dressed in coherence with her looks. Her simplicity, or rather her ignorance about fashion somewhat killed the amount of head turning prowess that she actually possessed.
"Halwa wali", is what he referred to her as.. Her bhabi made the most awesome halva, and he fed on it.. Mannerless-ly. This surprised her, she probably had a different view about guys from Mumbai. His dehati-ness and total lack of being 'bollywood-ish', probably made her cringe. Also it may have even enabled her to develop a complete dislike towards him.
As the last day of the coursework approached closer, he put his thinking capacity more towards the execution of his final plan, i.e, final plan about asking her out than towards the upcoming exams.
Three exams were scheduled to be conducted back to back on the same day. That was one of the problem. Another being that he had no 'final plan' as such to execute.
'Take her out on a excursion around delhi'...
'Take her out on a shopping spree!!'
'Take her to the candy shop...'
The thoughts flowed in...
'Movies! Romantic stuff..! Ashiqui 2?' he thought.
Star Trek was going to be released soon. But he was not going to ask her out for that movie..
'Obviously not!' He exclaimed almost loudly! 'May be this is what sacrifice meant.. For a girl you like... thou shall sacrifice on Star Trek!' he pondered.. and felt the nerd in him getting disappointed.
In the midst of this all, he saw her outta nowhere.. The heck! Where did she come from!? He thought for a moment about teleportation, but killed that thought to entertain more important thoughts like: What the F is he gonna say!?
ETA : 10 seconds...
Confrontation in ...3...2...1...
"Hey Bhumika, when are you leaving?"
"Um?..Exam ke turrant baad, kyun?"
"Bas ayse hi, I have to stay here for almost 10 days more after the exams!..."
He made a sighing face to invoke an 'aww' response from her...
She gave him none.. Just nodded in acknowledgement...
"I was considering going for this ashiqui movie, suna hai kafhi chal rahi hai.."
"Haan, humein bhi dekhni thi, par waqt kahan hai.."
"Kya tum exam hotay hi, paper professor ke muh pe markar Agra ki train pakadnewali ho?"
That rendered him speechless, he simply loved the sight of her smiling. It was astonishingly soothing...
Aaaannndd he was about to gawk..
"Nahi ji, hey bhagvan! hum aisa kyon karein?! Hum thode hi aap bumbayee walon ki tarah battameez hai?"
She smirked after that..
"Haan! Aur nahi toh kya.."
"Theekh hai, consider this as another battameezee, exam ke baad kya tum mere saath ashiqui dekhne aoogi?"
She looked... Didn't say anything...just looked. May be, he wondered... she went into a standby... Or was she taken aback?
"Theek hai, aaoongi"
She left.. He tried to act normal. He couldn't. Every attempt that he made to act normal was making him look even more abnormal.
She was dressed differently. She had put an effort to look better than usual. It was still on the very realms of simplicity.
He had promised himself that he wouldn't gawk, but with a beauty like this by his side, cladded in a white punjabi dress with a glittering dupatta and a scintillating mukhda, he simply couldn't help.
"Kya hai, aap aise kyon dekh rahe ho, kya mere chehre pe kuch laga hai?"
"Haan, dher saari khoobsoorti"
She smiled.. And mocked him about his apparently filmy behaviour.
They watched the movie... Rather she watched the movie, while he watched her. Even though the onscreen heroine was hawt, with a hawt butt.
He has never seen anyone so much into movies. And probably she has never seen anyone so much into her. Almost on the verge of awkwardness.
"Hey Sun Na.."
She looked upto him. Yes he was taller. She didn't think about his height before. But Ashiqui 2 had manipulated her brain into thinking such stuff.
"I had a very nice time..." He paused.
She kept looking.. Before she could reply in reciprocation.. in the name of formality.. He spoke again..
".... at the institute.. all the people I met... I made some friends.. and before one of them bids adieu tomorrow, I need to give a little gift or something.. you know.. small token of thank you.. to her.."
She was puzzled..
"Could you help me pick a gift or so for her? There is an archies shop nearby..Please!?"
She couldn't believe what she was hearing.. Was this "Lets go for a movie" was just a bahana so that he could bring her to select a gift for some bimbo back at the institute?
She was getting furious for sure, but kept her composure.. She wanted to get this over with. She was hurt.
"OK" She replied blankly.
"Thank you Thank you sooo much!" He started to walk ahead of her.. now in his own world.. heading straight for that archies shop!
She was surprised to see how callous he was to the emotional trauma that he had rendered upon her by saying rather stupid stuff.
They entered archies. The shop was gleaming with girly stuff. Seriously girly stuff. So girly, that even gay guys wouldn't want it.
She was fascinated by the section of little teddies!
'Aww.. the cute little ones!' She smiled contently. Almost forgetting about the purpose of this visit.
He was busy finding cards. And was strangely disappointed with them. Finally he picked one.
"THANK YOU! " She read it aloud, exclaiming and questioningly!?
"That is it? That is what you are going to pay 200 Rupees for? Ek bada sa THANK YOU!?"
"What!? That is what all I want to convey!.. par wait a second.."
He pulled out that cutest little teddy from that teddy collection and said..
"There! What do you think of this little guy!? Would she find it cute!?"
He made the air-quotation marks with his fingers as he said 'cute'.
Without really waiting for her verdict, he proceeded and stuck that teddy's butt on the top of the card.
"Could you write something sweet on the card for me.. in hindi? You know.. devanagari script?"
"What!? Why!?.. I mean what do you want me to write?" She was this close to snap.. but she kept her cool.
"Okay.. Here.. write this with an Ink Pen..."
She was about to question this choice but she just wanted to get over with this stupidity of his..
"You would require to translate this angrezi thingie I say in hindi...OK!?"
"Your presence soothes my mind."
"Your talks soothes my nerves..."
She giggled.. and thought of mischief and translating this into some nonsense. But with the innocence that she held onto, any such deed by her would be an act of "baattameezee".
He continued.. and she translated...
"Though we haven't known each other for more than a few weeks, I would like to know you more."
"Your friendship is what I seek."
"Thank you for accepting me in your world, even for this short time."
"I shall miss you."
She was surprised to the amount of emotion he carried for this girl.. and yet be so stone hearted towards her.. 'Selfish bastard' she thought..'All guys are just selfish bastards'.
"Now all I have to do is give it to her.. Arey! we forgot to write the 'Dear whoever' thingie at the top!"
She sighed. Removed the cap of the pen and sighed again.
"Haan, bolo.. "
Till then he got busy with the cashier.
She hated being kept hanging like this.. but unknowingly started computing the permutations of the names of various possible girls at the institute to whom this card may get addressed to, which kept her occupied.
"Dear Bhumika" He stood very close to her as he said it. Almost whispered it into her ears.
"What is so shocking about it!?"
"Nothing." She stood there confused.
He smiled at her. Took the pen from her, wrote her name on the card in the curviest devanagari and gave the card to her.
Her face held the cutest smile ever. Cuter even than the butt stuck teddy.