Hey guys. Wassup. I ended my last blog post with how I went back home after dropping her home. I then left for Chennai and my friends came to see me off. That was the best New Year I had ever had and will always remain. At home in Chennai, they were the days of my final year project and we four of us friends used to roam around in the name of working for our ambitious project for a big ATM manufacturing company. I missed her a lot. A lot. I used to call her in the nights as it was the only time I could get some privacy. My mom started growing suspicious. She kept asking me who it was and whom you are talking to at this time of the night. She knew it was a girl. And then I started talking in the evenings. I used to tell her that am going to my friend's place and take a walk along the beach or just go to the terrace of my building and talk to her. I was waiting for my holidays to get over so that I can go to my college, where I wont be under the watchful eyes of my doting mom. I then realised that these are some of the extra packages which you have to carry alongwith the bigger package called 'Love'. I readied myself for that.
Finally my holidays got over and I left for my college. Once in college, my friends started asking my story and I told them. So, all was going well till then. I didnt know why. Maybe I started to take her for granted, (even tough I tried not to) fissures started to develop. Small small fights and altercations. Most of them because of me. But what I didnt realise was that, the things which seem insignificant or small now, would grow into something bigger and dangerous in the future. And it did. Along with all the romaticised messages, chats and calls, we also had our share of tiffs. 'Yours truly' being the reason for all of them. I would say something really stupid which I will realise only after I had uttered them. I behaved in the most immature way and she the most mature for a girl 3 years younger to me.
Possessiveness started to raise its ugly head. Well it is good for a relationship but everytime if that was a reason for any fight, then its a very serious issue. Long distance relationship wasn't working out as how we expected it will. But we just thought all of these as passing clouds. I loved talking to her. Loved her voice, her innocence and all these fights didnt matter to me because she was the one I wanted. I loved her. I was hell bent on making this relationship work. But to make it more stronger I had to meet her, but that was not a possibility since I had a college to attend to and was shortage of cash to travel all the way to Hyderabad. What I thought was impossible became possible. My college organised culturals for three days in March'08 and I decided it would be the perfect time to go and meet her. I planned to bunk two more days of college so that I can stay a little more longer with her. Everything was planned except the most important thing. Money. What will I do for five days in Hyd? That too I have to stay in a hotel, have to eat, have to take her out and I was severly short of cash.
I did something which I hated doing. I borrowed cash from five of my friends. Five hundred each. That made me richer by 2500 and I put in a 1500 more making it 4k. I told them that I will pay them in installments before we complete college. I did it because she was important to me. More than my principles. I booked my tickets taking a long route to avoid Chennai. Last thing I wanted was being seen by my family. I booked a bus to Bangalore. And then from there a train to Hyderabad. Trichy to Bangalore took me eight hours and then from there to Hyderabad took another 10 hours. So total 18 hours of travel. Only a Paulo Coelho's 'The Devil and Miss Prym' for company. I was damn tired. But the very thought of meeting her made my tiredness disappear. I was ready to do anything for her and I did.
