Why gals r so dumb…!!!
15th December 2007.
I’m going home. The 1st semester is o’er & so all the tensions(at least till the results r not out). It’s been 5 months when i left my place n everything i ever knew… MY PARENTS, friends, relatives…everything; to adopt a new culture n to start a different life.
Today was our last paper n quite obviously the hostel is restless. It’s farewell time. A month long vacation awaits us. Yea the word HOME itself brings smile to everyone’s face. No, I wont say i m different… who woudn’t love to be back home, but i would sincerely admit that some part of me want to stay back.
I was in my room, busy packing. The door was open as sum1 or the other dropped in to say “Goodbye” every now n then.
“Kyu be, U gonna leave without even informing”, screamed Rahul as he entered my room. He was boiling.
His anger was justified as i didn’t tell most of the ppl wen was i leavin, coz i hated this whole bye-bye thing.
“Do u think i would do so?” i replied. We shook hands. Wished each other all d best. Hugged. He left. Oh yea i was in hurry! Only 2 hours were left n still i wasnt done wid my packin stuff.
“wat the fuck…”, i hollered as i turned back; i had not charged my cell n it was switched off.
As soon as i switched it on… i heard my sms tone ringin. I opened the sms.
“Hey! We won’t b meeting for over a month now. Jus wanted to meet u. Would u mind coming to canteen rite now?
Sender: Ankita”, it read.
By ‘rite now’ she meant 2 o’clock n i was already an hour late.
“wat the fuck”, i cried again as i tried to call her. My late reply would hv made things worse ne other day but today… evry1 was very senti types; thank god my ass was saved.
After hanging up i realised that i wont b able to reach canteen in 10 mins as i had promised. Most of the packin was still left. But i didnt want to annoy her anymore. I jus dumped my clothes into the bag n whew the job was done in jus 7 mins, which meant i had to run all the way to the canteen in 3 mins. Though now i wonder how, but sumhow i made it in time.
She was there.
“My god, these girls… they dun hv ne other work or wat… how can ne1 b always on time?!?” i thought.
As i said i hated this senti stuff n i didnt know wat to say so i stood waitin her to speak.
“So, u gonna miss me?”.
Shit it was my turn to answer. Shud i say yes…. or no?!? Sayin Yes was injurious to my principles n saying no was injurious to my health. Ultimately I nodded hesitantly.
She xclaimed, “Really?”
‘Not again. Why the hell girls r so dumb? Can’t they understand nethin at first go?’,i thought.
Though unwillingly, still I nodded again.
She realised i wasnt in mood to do much of talkin so she started.
“Hey Ishan! I’m really gonna miss u. It was fun. This whole sem was fun. isn’t it?”
By this time i had realised n learnt wat was i supposed to do. I kept on nodding to watever she said.
She continously jabbered for 15 mins recallin each n every incident that happened in d sem. I didn’t dare to yawn. I was feelin pity on aunty coz i knew this was just d trailor, movie wud b released at home.
She wud remind me of small small incidents n then started laughin herself. Then suddenly she stopped speaking.
Both of us were lookin into each other’s eyes. As usual i didn’t know how to react. I wasn’t used to such extreme conditions.
‘Here she goes…Now she is talkin sumthin of my interest…Is she thinkin of kissin… does she want to say sumthn…?!?!?’.. damn, my mind explored each n every option.
“U know wat?” she whispered.
‘How wud i know?’ i thought. Why the hell girls are so dumb.
“I jus couldn’t hv left without saying this” she continued.
Yea, girls know exactly how to scare ne1 to death. I was gettin kinda despo to hear more but my principles wudnt allow me to show my emotions. I stood there calmly.
“Yes, wat is it?”, i said as casually as possible.
“It sounds silly n I also feel embarrassed to say this, but…”.
To add to my miseries she paused again.
‘Is she gonna propose? Come on… say. Faster please. I can’t take this nemore.’,i thought.
“Last week…”, damn, again a pause.
I scrolled thru each day of the week. I hardly met her in that week. We just went for dinner once n that too wid other frnds. I cudnt recollect nethin, n nethin romantic, not at all. I surrendered.
“Last week… when we all were in the canteen, you went to the counter to order sumthin, u left ur cell on the table itself. One sms came that time, i dunno y, but i read it…”
“So?” i replied.
” So, I m sorry”.
It was a perfect KLPD.
I felt like bangin my head on the table. I said goodbye to her n yea this time i did say i m gonna miss her. We hugged n then left.
The question still remains y the hell girls r so dumb.
Rohit Swain said,
July 1, 2008 at 8:49 am
Nice
I loved the “Trailor/Movie” line…
Try writing complete words!
This is not “Orkut/Y!”
Cheers!
Rohit Swain said,
July 1, 2008 at 8:51 am
I have an alternate heading.
“Why boys are so Despo?”
ishan4u said,
July 1, 2008 at 9:06 am
hehe