Part 1 – http://whenlifeisyourplayground.wordpress.com/2007/09/04/a-short-story-1/

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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http://whenlifeisyourplayground.wordpress.com/2007/09/17/a-short-story-4/
http://whenlifeisyourplayground.wordpress.com/2007/09/19/a-short-story-5/
http://whenlifeisyourplayground.wordpress.com/2007/09/22/a-short-story-6/

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