He is gonna let her go….

Even though his heart knows that its impossible. He has already tried everything – No email, no Text messages, no phone calls. No communication. Even avoided leaving his desk so that he never gets a chance to see her even accidentally but nothing seems to work. The more he tried, the stronger it gets.

There are so many things in this unnamed relationship that they both can’t understand but for him the biggest ridle of his life has been..

Disqualified Thrice But still Hopelessly in Love.

A riddle only time and faith can answer…

Oct 27th 2007

In the early 70s, people had limited sources of information ranging from daily local newspapers to local gossips. People used to have simple thought process and based their decisions on a few known facts, and lots and lots of unknowns due to which led people used to crave for more and more information. This, coupled with information outbreak of 1970s, started an information revolution, where lot of never before accessible information was made readily available. For once, information really became the most sought after wealth. That was the dawn of Information Age.  

Come 2007 and that Information Age is a passé. Now is the age of Information Bombardment. The human brain gets bombarded with data from the time it boots up in the morning to the time it finally shuts itself down at night. Our minds get so engrossed in processing all the information that we fail to realize that every new variable it adds to a real life equation takes the equation a degree higher. Result? Formulation of a more complex equation that’s even more difficult to solve. Hence, need was soon felt to move from the concept of “Give me all” to “Give me just what I need”. That’s how the concept of personalization and customization spurred up. People realized that they do not need to have all the data — they simply want to get just the information they need. Lesser and more relevant is the data, simpler is the equation and better is the decision making ability. Riding on this very wave of simplicity, Google became one of the most respected and valued organizations of Silicon Valley. It did nothing heroic but just made the task of finding information through the maze of websites, simpler.  

Take Away: In everyday life one can adhere to similar guidelines – prioritization, neglecting non-essential data, making the best possible decision even with unknown variables and lastly, keeping the equation open and solving it to the best, as it unfolds.

Communication is a process of exchanging information between individuals through a common system of symbols, signs, or behavior. Sometimes, however, the simplest thing is the one that’s most difficult to follow. In a few of business meetings in international geographies, people play an interesting game called as Lingoing. In this game, managers sew two or more concepts together to make a catchy and sophisticated lingo and then they become the brand ambassador for the new born lingo to general masses-A religious practice normally followed by the top management gurus in biz-world. In the example below three different versions of a sentence are trying to convey essentially the same thing.

The management had a bird’s eye view of the problem

The management had a view of the problem from 30,000 feet

The management helicoptered this problem (New version)

A few words commonly used at business meetings but have yet to make it to Oxford dictionary are:- Equivocalism, Recontextualize, Delayering, Unsiloing, and Dimensionalize. Although fascinating, sometimes they can simply create an ambiguity or complexity. Sometimes the lingo followed by a particular organization becomes so company-specific that communication between employees of two different organizations becomes difficult without exchanging a corporate dictionary.

Take Away: The only purpose of communication is to transfer thoughts from one entity to another without any ambiguity. The clearest form of communication is brief and simple with short sentences.  

Simplicity is an offshoot of common sense. Common sense can be defined as an obvious truth to a community.  Whatever is obvious generally makes sense. When things become too obvious they become intuition and that is called as Intuitive Simplicity, which incidentally happens to be a brand new buzzword in the biz-world now-a-days. In simple words, it’s defined as something that’s so simple and obvious that it almost falls under the realm of intuitiveness. The whole aim behind making the interfaces intuitive is to reduce the gap Ipod Nanobetween the current knowledge of the user and the targeted knowledge and thereby making the product more acceptable. While other music player creators were busy printing user manuals, Apple was busy refining its user interface. Any music enthusiast can use an iPod with least possible training. However, this does not mean that the product is technically not complex. It definitely is. But its complexity has been abstracted by simple interface.

Another example of Intuitive Simplicity that one can come across is the use of Push door-latch opener and pull handles in the doors in several malls and shopping arcades. Use of this intuitive design is far better and less error prone than the use of “Please pull the door” or “Please push the door” notices normally found hung on the glass doors.

Imagine how it would be to ride a motorbike that allows a user to adjust and play with every little nitty-gritty say, the preload in suspension, the adjustment of visor as per the wind velocity and direction, adjustment of suspension as per the road contours, adjustment of tire pressure to suit the exact rider weight and max grip, adjustment to engine’s power and fuel consumption etc. Will a rider really feel comfortable making all those adjustments before riding? Chances are that he wouldn’t. These are too much for a simple human to grasp. He would rather like to trade some of the finer adjustments that are low on his priority and concentrate on the ones that are most important to you like- stability, acceleration and braking and will feel most satisfied if these three or four features are well taken care off. This brings us to another concept-prioritized cropping of the features. Apple has retained the most useful feature of the list in its product and got rid of all the other complicated no-so-needed features. Yes, there is definitely a tradeoff there but its worth from the customer experience point of view. This is probably one of the reason why several technologically superior products with better design and quality have fail to make a dent in consumer market while iPod has been a runaway success.

Human mind almost always tries to follow the path towards simplicity. It retains what it can understand, co-relates it with the information it already possesses and neglects the rest of it. A simple idea of taking the pain of re-sharpening the blade everyday before shaving and instead using the throwaway razor made Gillette one of the best brands in the world.   

Southwest Airlines has always been respected for being profitable and successful airlines. It was founded on the principles of keeping things simple.  First, there were only one kind of airplanes, the Boeing 737, that made things simpler for pilots and maintenance people, then there no assigned seats and better yet no overbooking. Things were simple — you come on time, you board on time and the flight leaves on time. In 1971, when Southwest started, they used paper tickets that looked and felt very much like bus tickets. Customers wrote and complained that:1. They threw them in the trash by accident because of their insignificant appearance.2. Their pets ate them.3. They wash them into oblivion with their Jeans. Soon a proposal was made to install a multi-million dollar computerized ticketing system to rectify the problems. However, during one of the discussions, a simple suggestion was made that they should simply modify the cash register machines to print “THIS IS A TICKET” across the top of each piece of paper issued by cash register machines and so they did. The problem was solved.

A few years after that, shortly after Southwest started using the “Just Plane Smart” motto, Stevens Aviation, who had been using “Plane Smart” for their motto, threatened a trademark lawsuit. A lawsuit could have resulted on tainted images for both the airlines as well as lot of financial losses for both. Instead of a lawsuit, the CEOs for both companies formulated a simple yet innovative solution - To stage an arm wrestling match. The loser of each round was to pay $5,000 to the charity of their choice, with the winner gaining the use of the trademarked phrase. Herb Kelleher lost the match for Southwest, with Stevens Aviation (Kurt) winning the rights to the phrase. Although Herb lost, Kurt allowed Southwest Airlines to use the slogan, out of a gesture of goodwill. The net result was both companies having use of the trademark, $15,000 going to charity and a healthy dose of publicity for both the companies.

Another interesting incident is from one of Japan’s biggest cosmetics company. The company received a complaint that a consumer had bought a box of soap that was empty. It immediately isolated the problem to the assembly line, which transported all the packaged boxes of soap to the delivery department. For some reason, one soap box went through the assembly line empty. Management tasked its engineers to solve the problem. Post-haste, the engineers worked hard to devise an X-ray machine with high-resolution monitors manned by two people to watch all the soap boxes that passed through the line to make sure they were not empty. No doubt, they worked hard and they worked fast. But when a rank-and-file employee was posed the same problem, he came out with another solution. He bought a strong industrial electric fan and pointed it at the assembly line. He switched the fan on, and as each soap box passed the fan, it simply blew the empty boxes out of the line. Simply brilliant!

Such examples of pure brilliance and simplicity are not uncommon in the software industry. Software industry that once started with low level languages, that could only be understood by research scientists and elite groups of people, has slowly started to contain an arsenal of English-like languages and real life objects that even a toddler can understand and play with.  The next level might probably be a human like interface where one wouldn’t have to learn anything to be able to operate a machine or use software.

A new trend emerging in the Web world is the use of informational messages for user’s action. Earlier user was kept guessing about the action that will happen once he clicks on “Pay” or used to click multiple times; making the websites tech guys deal with the issue of multiple payments for a single purchase. Now a few websites have found out a simple yet innovative solution. They have started showing an informational message beforehand stating “clicking on this button will”, “please click on this button just once”. Result? Lesser and lesser users committed errors and thus happier customer. Simplicity at play? 

At one location in California, an esteemed technology client faced a similar dilemma. The software that was developed and implemented by a third party vendor had passed UAT when the client team (about 20 users) came to know about a bug. It seems that a text field, designed to accept only numerical inputs could accept alpha numeric inputs as well. When users tried using the system they were prone to enter measurement digits and units in the same field and as a result they could no longer run comparisons or reporting software. The only obvious fix seemed to be re-involving the vendor and setting up the software labs and then making changes in the code and taking the code through the software development cycle, the estimated cost for which ran in several grand. No one really tried to put their thoughts on the option of sitting with those 20 users for a day or two and educating them about the correct use of that field at an expense of $0. Simplicity ignored?

Final Take Away: No one wants to be ignorant of the unknown. Today when there are so many things running in parallel each demanding people’s attention, one of the last priorities that people have is the need to learn and unlearn and then re-learn. The best solution is – unless warranted by technical or business constrains, stick with the obvious. One way to achieve this is to think from the perspective of a user. Other way to achieve that is to go with the simplest and most intuitive approach and hide the underlying complexities from the user through Abstraction. That can reduce the need to learn a new software or GUI and make the product readily acceptable. Not every complex situation has a complex answer. The need is to find the simplest and most reasonable solution that works. No wonder Winston Churchill once said “Out of intense complexities, intense simplicities emerge”.     

Dear google stalwarts,

While searching around on the web to deposit a place for my idea I came across this email-ID and I believe google is the best place where my idea can get the care and nourishment it needs.

In the Internet world, where number of sites and domains are soon gonna exceed the number of humans here, no-one really knows which site is genuine site. Although we have Secured sites and security seals like verisign’s but they addresses only one aspect of the website. Now people like me who are in IT and know a great deal about commonly used websites and the level of trust these sites command but there are a great deal of people who are not net savvy and have no clue reg the genuineness of a website. And when it comes to purchasing there is always a tussle between knowing the genuineness of a site and the least offered price.

I believe that the time is now to move a step above the normal secured site mechanism. Now the need is to validate the genuine of all the aspect of a site so that the person using a site can be sure of not just about the security aspect of a transaction but all other necessary aspects as well.

So the idea is to have a high consortium or a panel of web business analysts to judge and rate/rank a site. High level parameters that i can now think of is

1. Web site related aspects

   (Security, Design, bkps,data centres and data protection,  data validation, performance, ease of use/user experience, technology used, encryption level etc)

2. Business model related aspects

   ( Business model, Management, Delivery model, Credibility, Networth, Shareholders aspect, Years of existence, Governing principles etc)

any other…

These parameters involve almost all the aspect of web transaction that a normal user needs to know before making any transaction.Now I understand that normally a user might not want to know the details about all the above parameters, fine, we can rate all the parameters based on a scale of 1-10 and that rating is all a user needs…

what say?

Simple is new complicated….

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The day… He had called her to answer all the questions lingering in her mind about his strange behavior in the past few weeks. Although he has spent 3 hrs pouring his heart out in those 5 pages he was still not fully convinced of his decision to share it with her. He could have just let it go and head home.. But something in him didn’t let him do that.. Started fiddling with his cell.. It took him a while to cover those 2 feet of distance separating him from her. She seems so close yet so far. His vocal chords start to choke. A few more minutes and he might not even be able to stand upright.. Handed over the pages to her.. He wanted to run away from there…  and he did.. 

 Dragged him upstairs to a calm corner and laid down his head on the table… Still surprised at the dare he just did.. Now for the first time he lay there with his hrt totally exposed…… Every little sound in his vicinity would make his hrt flutter.. Did she just walk in.. How angry she is gonna be.. No idea.. All he wanted was to lay there wondering will he ever be able to face her? 

Its been a while now something didn’t seem right. Is she ok ? that thought make him stand up . He walked down. Hoping that she would have got upset and left..She wasn’t there where he has last seen her.. God!! where is she ??? Her belongings were still there.. He started searching for her. Opened the door and there she was.  “So much”? Silence took over.. He didn’t know what to say..

 He, pretending to be calm on the surface & they started talking.. About things-said and some better left unsaid. They started talking again.. Having poured his hrt out he felt so light perhaps for the first time in last so many months.. He  started talking about things he has not even told to his best friend.. Amazingly the level of comfort  between them has soared. He was brutally honest about whatever he was being asked.. This day was his day- his day of confession and his hrt was begining to like the new found lightness…

After talking to her for few minutes. Finally the time to bid adious.. Wished he had the power to stop and rewind the clock of time. He so much wanted to drop her homé safe.  But didn’t ask.. Just cudn’t ask. The Sun was about to set. She got into a rickshaw… 

He started driving behind the rickshaw. Not wanting to let her go out of his sight. There she sat quietly. Her hair flew softly as the evening wind played a melody while touching her beautiful locks. The sun has just set, paving way for this Pari-angel. Heaven played its own part innocently. It showered the sky with the most amazing display of colors. It was its duty. An angel is heading home and Heaveñ too has just nodded in approval. And then…in between those beautiful flowing hair locks the pair of most beautiful eyes appeared, she has just turned back. He could very well recognize that face.That’s her – Chuimui. 

Some precious moments back she asked him if he was still optimistic about her. He didn’t know what to say. Like all other divine things on this earth matches are made in heaven. This whole thing is beyond his control. He is not sure if he had a spec of optimism left in him, but he has faith in the sincerity of his prayers, his faith in the faith of all those people  who have had experienced heavenly miracles, faith in the existence of something divine.Miracles happen , One has happened and he has witnessed it. A part of his body thought to be dead has suddenly become alive again. Emotions seems to be non-existence in him are now controlling him. Things he thought he would never ever do , have been done not once bet twice…. Miracle has happened and it will happen… He has full faith … Until faith wins………………..

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Couldn’t swallow food…. For a week Lunch would come home… friends ask… so lost. Forgot to smile.. was quiet. his identity ceased to exist. Parents were concerned… doctor…It was then he realized that he couldn’t be a reason for their worries.  He has to pull him up… the next few days he tried his best. But or the first time he was clueless …. Strange mood swings… if he was away… would get down… the moment he was with her… his face would lit up.. smile thought to have been lost forever would miraculously find her way home.. for those few minutes… he would forget all his…. And would just get lost in her so lovely smile and her so innocent face.. praying for those moments to last for a lifetime.. he has become a stranger to himself.. wondering where were all those feeling hiding . This was something he had never experienced before and he was least prepared for it.. He was ready to exchange whatever he has for just  few moment with her…

Every moment not with her was spent wishing to be with her… and every moment he was with her… he would pray to let it last for at least a lifetime.. he began counting life not by the number of breaths he took.. but by the every moment with her that took his breath away.. Took about a month before his graphics card could restore the GUI back. He would try his best to look and act normal.. Just trying to pretend that it was all causal.. something that just popped up on a Friday night as he had nothing better to do on that very night.. 

He didn’t start this thing inside him. It just happened…They say these strange things have gods hand in them. He never asked for her permission for the same… so it was only unfair to expect anything from her. Till date he doesn’t expect anything from her… she is perfect the way she is because perfection is her…And he wants her to be like that.. It was only unfair of him to ask for anything .. he could only care for her and see that her smiles were intact and happiness was her best friend.. that’s the least he could have done..

Every moment was spend thinking about her- if she has reached home safely, if she had her dinner, if she us alright, every time she would cough, every time she goes out of city, every time she came to stay with her friend.He would know more about her and what she is doing than his own self.. doesn’t matter weher he was he would… he has totally abandon his own self… she has become the biggest part of his life.. and for him she was always bigger than life… Even thou she believes that she is not so important part of his life… only he knows that she might just be one person for the whole world but for him she is the  world…  

He remember doing so many things for his friends but none of them came close to what he had done for her. Was this friendship?  This was definitely not friendship but something more divine than that. He never confessed that he was her friend and he really wasn’t. Saying that would be dishonesty He is not that religious… but seems that he has become so in the past few months… guess that’s what people do when things become beyond human control. That’s why they go to temples, shrines on the hills and to Ashrams.

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That Monday was the Happiest Day!!!!  The project  he was involved in, was coming his way…and she would be part of it… The meeting started at 10:00 a.m. everyone was there excepting her…the chair opposite to him was empty.. 10 minutes past 10:00… and the door cracked open.. didn’t have the courage to turn to her and say hello.. after all someone just proposed her on his behalf just 2 days back.. He knowingly avoided looking at her…

and sometime later when he did , what he saw mesmerized him. … …An angel sat there…He was wondering if someone else in the meeting has taken a note of her yet.  she looked like an angel ..her hair flowing open, her beautiful eyes glued on to the speaker… she looked just like the way she did on the first day… like a chumui..He couldn’t decide is she belongs to this world or heaven. May be an angel has fallen down from heaven. He still remember everything about her.. she was in a brown choco suit… with black shades..  The very next day that asman se utri hui pari was in a skyblue suit… proving his point :) something somehere was malfunctioning and misfiring beats… he was alive once again. 

Next two weeks were the best times.. he cud talk to her.. he cud see her.. joke with her…after all wasn’t he has been waiting for this very moment for almost an year now..? he, just wanted to tell her everything he ever have to say…  Earlier he was probably a stranger for her.. so in his mind it didn’t matter what thoughts he had about her but now she was no longer a stranger.. They have  became friends and he thought it wasn’t honest to not let her know what was going on inside… he knew it was probably too early or too late… He knew there were grave risks involved but somehow he couldn’t convince himself of keeping it a secret. She has to know. Otherwise he wasn’t being honest to her… 

With trembling hands he started sending her text messages, teasing her about her status on orkut. He wasn’t sure if the trembling was due to his nervousness or due to that heavy dumbbell. He still remembers her words…”How can something written in orkut be a secret “…his software crashed…. now “what if” seemed more dreadful….what if it wasn’t a joke? what if…. cudn’t bear the load of all those what ifs.. it was just too heavy to bear.. left gym on the very moment… and called her… he had to talk and get this what if away….hate to live with suspense’s… 

That nights call… phone broke up… called her more than 10 times… phones battery.. finally couldn’t wait anymore… heart fluttering and pounding against his chest… breadth was so slow and deep… almost stuck…. A second seemed like eternity… couldn’t hold it inside…it has to be now or never.. “No i have someone” 

World stopped… heart skipped beats… He didn’t know what was being said had what was he saying he didn’t realize that he is a dead man. Only thought he had was that she shouldn’t feel bad about the whole incident after all angels are not suppose to cry.  that she shouldn’t let her happy self go.. that she shouldn’t waste any second of her so precious life thinking about this useless incident of her life. Couldn’t let that happened. Tried his best to convince her that it was just a casual joke but inside his hardware has just crashed …for the first time in his life….and he felt that he has reached a point beyond repair… Just another human ir-repairable He couldn’t sleep a wink…How could he? he had just lost the most valuable thing of his life… he was definitely beyond repair. The most dreaded period of his life had just started and life has just taken him by surprise…..

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Days went by before his lucky stars showed some mercy. A friend of hers moved next to his place.  Probably he will be now be able to see her when she comes down to meet her friend  But no such luck…Her friend luckily had a good sense of humor and they started talking and craking jokes… sometimes he would ask her friend about her.. pretending his best to make it look casual… but probably he was too bad at it.. cuz soon he started getting teased about her.. although pretended to be neutral something in him use to get happy about that thought of getting teased. He had to act neutral cuz he didn’t want anyone to say anything bad about her… he cud handle all the joking, critisism but the though of someone teasing her.. wudn’t just feel right…Chuimui..  

Salsa dancing.. he wanted to go only if she was going…doesn’t matter how many other people were going.. he still thanks her friend for casually mentioning about her going for that… he got another reason to send her messsages :) days were getting so much better… a salsa dancing with her wud have been like a dream come true..

She had to go out of town on that day and dancing with her … the dream just didn’t come true.. Not getting enough communication was making him afraid..an email in 2 weeks.. that was too slow… by this pace, he calculated, its gonna take him a few decades before he was able to know more about her.. One fine day he asked for her orkut id and another happy day.. now he cud send her orkut messages.. cudn’t wait to reach home and send her a message on orkut.. and may be know something more about her… He received the first shock of his life… how cud that be… her status was… his hrt wud just not believe what his eyes were seeing… how cud that be…. ….1!!!!!

The optimism in him was not planning on dying so soon.. soon it got him convinced that its not possible.. just like the way he keep on making his status to “open marriage” ” living with kids” probably she might have done the same thing..after all orkut is full of strange people… Probably he has had just too much belief in fate.. as soon this was all going to change… 

Now he was restless.. what if…? was a big question… her friend has asked him about her several times if he was interested in her…and he had always denied… He was not too comfortable talking to her friend reg that. If he had to say something like that to her, he will do that himself. If he couldn’t do that then he doesn’t deserve her.. 4 days have passed. He didn’t see her at all. Sent her an email but no reply. Just once… please and he was ready to blurt everything out.. But he wasn’t that lucky..

Her friend was kind enough to ask one more time about her.. and this time he was waiting for that moment… He said yes…. and then she disappeared… leaving him hanging…he cud hear a beating rythem .. .. .. ..  “she said no…talks about her marriage are going on at her home” 18th may.. friday about 4:00 p.m… his hrt sank for the very first time.. And for next two days…He was in an abyss… lay down on his bed.. not wanting to open his eyes…

He didn’t undertstand what just happened… didn’t talk to anyone didn’t watch tv, laid down like a dead man.. it was not so him. how can this be possible? But why he is so down..its not the end of the world…After all he hardly know her for last few months.. but wish life was so simple. Life is strange… and ones feelings towards someone are not dependent upon time. Sometimes it takes lifetime to know a stranger and you still dunno him and sometimes a stranger becomes your own in just a few moments.. Isn’t it strange He thought he wud be able to get up and running in no time… but he was so so wrong…. that weekend he realized… he is  just a human – nothing more nothing less..

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He tried way too many times, sometimes she would just not appear… sometimes when she did, she would be just too far away to go and talk and sometimes when she was not too far away she would just keep her eyes to the ground and he would miss a little chance to say hi..Probably sending her an email would be a better option, at least an email will get her attention for a while. Tried searching for her first name and boom got a bunch of email ids.. gathered all his courage and tried sending an email to the most probable emailId. But, what is he going to wrote in that email, they have hardly talked and what if the email belongs to someone other than her? Even if its her what is she going to think about it? An email from a stranger…? Does that really look decent? It took all his courage to click on send button.  email Sent…That day he didn’t dare open his email again.. Dunno what reply he is gonna get and if he is gonna get a reply…May be she will read it and delete it.. Ah!! Somehow this thought seem very convincing..

The next day first thing… he checked his emails…And there was an email … Delivery failure. Mailbox full..  felt sad and relieved at the same time.. Now he doesn’t have any other option left… Everytime he wud get a chance to come out of his project area he wudn”t realize that he had unknowlingly started searching for someone..  Earlier when he was relunctant to leave his seat now that started getting changed… 

Finally that moment came … In the library.. She was sitting on the last computer… On the first go it was hard to believe.. when the belief start sinking in.. then he spent a great deal of time standing in an aisle next to her computer.. His heart has suddenly started pumping more blood.. and he started getting breathless. He realized that it might just be his only chance.. what if she leaves? Nope he couldn’t take that big of a risk…so he went to her and said hi…. and asked for her email… His Hrt was making its own sweet rythem. Thank god she didn’t hear that.Yayy!!  Walked out of the lib with the most precious thing he cud ever have .. Her email id.. 

Even thou he got her email id he couldn’t send an email to her for a very long time.. his inital communication was spanned over weeks and would involve talking about the projects . He didn’t knew anything more than that about her…Lunch time became his fav time and he began eating slowly. All the time his eyes would be looking at the two enterances … just to get a glimpse of her..Probably a glimse was enough for him to be happy thru out the day.. days would go by before he wud get a second of glimpse.. but it felt so much better than not seeing hr at all… may be this was just a something that will pass by soon. How can you …… when you hardly know someone..

Logically it doesn’t make sense. while most of her friends has starting changing their wardrobe.. she stayed just the same.. her hair tied up in a pony and she always hiding behind a group of her friends..just like a pearl. Thank god for her duplicate .. that was the only topic he cud later sms  her about.. 

Suddenly one day.. she called him up.. perhaps she wanted to go somewhere and needed some information about the cab.. Cudn’t help her out .. but her little call made his day… now he has her cell number he can call her whenever he wanted.. yaayy!!! but something inside him didn’t let me save her #. she called for help .. it would have been bad to save her number and call her later.. NOPE.. he coundn’t convince him of saving her #. He wanted to ask her number and he wanted to tell her why he would like to get her number. With time..the number quietly went off his call list.. 

He knew the location of almost all her friends. The only person he didn’t know much about was her.. One day when he saw her on his floor, he asked her about her wherabouts and voila!! She sits on the same floor as him but in some restricted area..! darn he passes by that area everyday at least 5-6 times a day but didn’t know she sits there. He could have tried going to that area but.. how would he go? Even if he is able to go there what is he going to tell her? Why he wants to meet her? In a few days she had moved to some other location.. and that location was again inaccessible … Dunno where. Asked her thru an email..Again.. a restricted area with no access . if it would have been someone else he would have reached there on some pretext or another but here he was just too unwilling to take any risk. Dunno why.. couldn’t understand why he so much wanted to meet her.. probably its one of those things that comes and goes by itself… better to wait to let it go by itself rather than making all the fruitless efforts to meet her..

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img_0256.jpgHe was walking towards the stairs with a lunchbox in his hands. Al his friends were left behind after all he was in his own world.. He couldn’t stop noticing a group of people. Ok that wasn’t a group of people but rather a group of birds chirping and scream to the top of their lungs. Wished he had their remote with a big mute button on it.. Why do people talk so loudly, he could never understand.  Darn they were waiting for the elevator. Why isn’t the elevator coming up at least it can carry half of that bunch. But, who are these people, never saw them before. Who gives them a damn anyways.. 

Suddenly someone in that crowd shifted foot and there…a face with an aura of simplicity with a beautiful pair of eyes…hidden behind the mob just like a pearl in an oyster, like an angel she stood quietly, her beautiful eyes making fruitless efforts to follow the conversation. She looked like a doll. The hair has fallen on her forehead making two arches. Probably she had a pony tail as well.. Oh! someone moved again made that face disappear  Touch Me Not (Chuimui). He doesn’t know why but that was the first word that popped up in his mind. He felt as if an angel has been put into a cage with lot of noisy wild beasts. Felt like if anyone ever tries to  …….. she might just withdraw herself into her own little world just like the way a touch me not plant does.  He suddenly felt a chill in his spine similar to the one he felt when he tried to lift a new born baby. He was always afraid of making the baby cry. The fear surfaced for a moment and then disappeared. Not sure where it went probably it has gone away for good, probably it hide itself somewhere deep inside him.

He wanted to keep the news of seeing an angel to himself. He didn’t want anyone else to see what he has just seen… an angel. Or he knew that noone is going to believe him Slowly his friends began to show up and started climbing down. In between all those useless friendly talks and laughters, he tried to forgot about what happened just a few minutes, thought of it as a dream. Either way it was a small thing and such things keep on happening. It’s a part of life. And moreover he never took any interest in such things. He was immune to any such feelings. Useless stuffs, There is certainly more to life than getting into such things. But perhaps he didn’t know that the stage was being set and the actors had already been chosen. 

He tried to shake off her thoughts from her head and he never saw her again.He was asked if he can give training to a bunch of people for a certain technology. Oh man com’on. I have been here for what like 2 months. Shouldn’t they be reserving trains for more experienced folks?Reluctantly he said yes. Although that time was his project delivery time and devoting a few hours for this trainings are going to be hell of an effort. Never knew that later on he would end up thanking this guy.

 img_0260.jpgThere were hardly 15 people in the training room. All were unfamiliar, someof them are still so. But there…there she was.. Chuimui… sitting in a pink suit in the first row left to her friend. This was the first time he had a complete unobstructed view of her without any fear her getting disappeared again. She asked just too many questions and all of them made sense. Thanks to the guy who had made that presentation, all her questions were answered in the subsequent slides otherwise his first impression would have been unrecoverable. He still remembers her free flowing smiles, so pure and so wonderful. There was an aura of purity, honesty and simplicity around her and probably that was making her so special. He never dare to pretended that but somewhere deep inside him just wanted to see her face smiling and he was subconsciously making all the efforts to make sure that the smile never get a moment to leave her face.

Before he could realize the training was over. Since he was too busy that day he had to rush back to his work. He had to stay back till 10:00 p.m. something he had always hated to do, but today he in spite of reaching home at 11:00 p.m. he was still happy, at least now he knows her name.. 

Now that group started making appearances although untimed ones.. but certainly better than not seeing that group again.. He tried sometimes to go and talk to the people in that group, specially her but was afraid to make it so obvious. Now slowly that big group started to shrink. It got divided probably into a few smaller groups. Now there were still about 5-6 people in that group – among them one was her.

In that group she was the least talkative one at least that’s what he observed. Sometimes he would get a chance to go and say hi, but almost every time the most talkative ones shoot forward to talk and it was too difficult to get past them and reach her to even say hi. He didn’t know how to make it obvious without making it obvious that he wants to talk to her… please let her do that…

continues…

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