“Oye… Good Morning. I got a doubt!” a text from her.
“GM. Not in mood to clear doubts!” I replied but
before the message got delivered there, I received another message.
It read, “What’s there with you? You talk to most
girls in your school days? I think you are the dumbest guy ever! How is that
possible? You flirt?”
When my smiling-with-pride completed, there was yet
another message from her. It read, “You need to clear doubts today… better get
going!”
I replied, “I don’t flirt. I am bad at it!”
“You are a liar. You have flirted with everyone except
me. So, just do it now. C’mon... start… pls… pls…”
I wonder what has happened to her suddenly this
morning. She cannot miss-send these much messages too. She hardly speaks to
guys, so she can’t ask a girl to flirt with either. I got a serious doubt and
replied her, “Are you drunk or acting like one?”
“It’s just a glass of water! May be your messages
induces a tinge of romance with that!”
That’s it. There was some serious error at the other
end. She wanted me to flirt with her, but she eventually started to do what she
expected. I called her straight away and asked
“Hey… What happened?”
“Nothing much. Why? Anything happened to you?” she was
casual. I wanted to stay casual too.
“Nothing? Sure? Ok then. Have a good day…” I said and
when am about to cut her call she replied,
“Hey... Wait… Wait… I need to say you something…”, a
little urgency in her voice. But she kept her voice really low today. I don’t
know what that tone defies.
“Yeah… Go ahead…” I said and still stayed casual.
“What if we both love?” she said. I could hear her
smile. May be she was feeling little shy. We haven’t discussed anything with
that word ‘love’ so far. The first time has its own loveliness filled in the
tone.
“Love is not what they portray in the movies and
cheesy novels you read…” I said little stern. Not with the motive to avoid her,
but with the fact to know the depth of her decision.
She was little annoyed and replied, “What are they
then?”
“Hmmm… It’s what you have for me…” I replied blankly.
Little confused and she asked again, “What is it
actually then?”
I said with a little smile, “It’s what I have for
you!”
She turned little cuter but back in her own ways of
witty replies, “You read more novels?? Or trying to write one?”
“Am already hearing one!” I said and smiled.
“I don’t understand this time!!!” she gave up and said
that with a little childish tone.
I said, “This is flirting!!” and cut the call.
Love
– Unusual Happiness!
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