Pages From Her Diary

"Nehaaaaaaaaaa"   ... heard my roomie, Mira, yelling my name early morning .  Half asleep, jumped off the bed only to find her failed attempt to fix  a leaking tap! Damn, cold water touching my feet and I knew we were standing in pool of water spread all over the floor. Rushed to find the mops, cursed the house owner to whom we had complained many a time to fix the leaked tap. His standard response always would be  "don’t worry, kal tak done"  -  Huh ! PG mai rehne k side effects ! Swirling the mop on the floor, thoughts ran freely to the usual idiom " Month hi kharab chal raha hai saala"  - tashan with boss on the appraisals, scrapping with the house owner, and most importantly the visits to that CCD with a hope to catch a glimpse of Him !  Am not a great coffee lover, yet found myself walking up to the shop many a times en route home. Queues sometimes small, at times  took a longer. My eyes wandered to spot him among the crowd. There we...

2nd March 2015.... It was one of those Manic Mondays, the scheduler popped up showing three back to back meetings as I carefully packed my stuff and strutted out of the office .. A good three hours later, done with the first meet which  was kind of boring while I was trying to look interested at the power point presentations and busy browsing through my whatapp messages . Sigh of relief when I saw  a ping that the next meetings were rescheduled by a couple of hours ! Had to while away some time , I found myself walking in to the local CCD ... queue guaranteed a wait for minimum 20 min !!!   Sigh , now with something as exciting as standing in the queue , eyes roved past the shop. Till I realized that there was another pair of eyes on me .  He was wearing a black hoodie, blue denim, hair disheveled ( a la SRK ) , laptop on the table and sipping his coffee. At that same moment , very funnily both of us trying to shift the gaze as if we...