The Weekend (Monday)

Read The Weekend (Sunday) here.

Read The Weekend (Saturday) here.

Monday...

Well, Monday is not always counted in weekend, indeed there are Monday Blues, but there's no harm extending your weekend. Anyway, whatever was going on for past 2 days, it was worth it. It was last day for me to be with her. I have had a hard time sleeping, especially after what happened yesterday. I was afraid whether she will come or not. But, there is always something special, and that’s why I loved her. She called me, gave me time, and asked me to meet. I always knew, it's not a yes, but indeed it was her generosity, and appreciation for what I had done. Probably, at the end of the day, even if you don’t have results, you must have something good to smile about.

As usual, metro station, "Will you be able to come by 3 pm?" She asked. Who was I anyway to deny her ever. And, what else was common, wait, wait and wait. After almost an hour, she called me back, "Can you come to my station, and pick me up, we'll go together". I picked her up, and then she asked "What did you have had in lunch?".

"Nothing", I replied. It was hard to eat anything, I wasn’t willing at all.

 "Are you mad? Why are you doing this? Come eat something first", She commanded (almost).

I: "Relax, I have no complaints from you at all, I was just not feeling like eating. Can we sit for some time? My bag is way too heavy to carry".

She: "Ok, give some things to me, if that reduces the weight off your back".

I took out the gift that I had brought for her. She gave a strange look, I was familiar of that look. Once upon a time, that was symbol of love, symbol of her smiling the very next moment. She did, she smiled, not sure about love though.

I: "I totally respect your decision, I am totally okay with it. I am happy being with you in whatever way possible. Just be happy. I just got this one for you before coming here, and I'll be happy if you accept it. This one is for you." She accepted it. "Now, come and eat something. Okay let's go KFC, I am sure you haven't been there ever", She took me there. I have had my lunch with her. There was no change in her behavior, such was her strength.

She: "Let's go Gurudwara."

I: "But, it will be too late by the time we come back. We have to go for shopping also."

She: "How often do you come here? Just come once with me. You will like it for sure."

Whenever, she just used the phrase "with me", it got me butterflies in my stomach. "Let's go then", I replied smilingly. We went there, listened to prayers together. It was always so pleasant, similar to 3 years back when she pulled me to temple, when she holded my hands and made me feel what I meant for her. "Hey, see out there, it looks beautiful", my thoughts were interrupted by her voice, and yeah, the Gurudwara did look beautiful. And even beautiful was, to know that the person you love most is standing right besides you, but sometimes, the distance is way too much.

It was late evening, as we came out, "let's shop for some time, then we'll go for dinner", I suggested.  She choose t-shirts for me, yeah she did, and few presents for my sister too. It was always joyful, shopping with her. She was so exciting and adventurous, I must say. While walking, a guy with some stall on road side shouted "Brother, take this from our shop, God will bless the pair of you two". Both of us burst into laughter. I almost hugged her, saying "C'mon, let's do this, may be this is the only chance for me to have you." I used to see couples after going through tough phases, and they didn't even talk to each other now, so, considering that, shouldn't I be appreciating the way she is with me now, so cool and so friendly, like she promised that day.

We have had our dinner, and then we had to take a small walk, the tough one, maybe last one for the "Weekend". I told her, how much I appreciate and like the way we two are together. She smiled back, she didn’t say a word, but her smile had much more to say. Those were the good things that her smile conveyed. She boarded down at my metro station, to see me off. I holded her hands for a while, she bid me bye, with smiles and wishes. She went out of my sight in a minute or so. I stood there watching her go, "no, I have to see her, I have to, one more time." I ran down the stairs to her platform. There she was, standing there, tucking her hairs behind her ears, she had boarded the metro, but it was yet to depart. I stood there, watching her smile, like the last time I watched her, doing the same smile, way back in time. That was the last hand waving for the "weekend". That was it, but it was full of good moments, and I always believed in counting better moments over bad ones. Good moments define the way to live life, don’t they?

I will make another weekend happen with you, for many more times in my life, I promise.

The Weekend (Sunday)

Read The Weekend (Saturday) here.

Sunday...

After a much satisfactory day, compared to what I imagined, time was to move on to next day. I woke up early in the morning, such was the anticipation. Even more than yesterday, and why shouldn't it be, I was going to do it again. After this much time, after this long wait, I was going to ask her again. I took out the card that I got prepared for her. I was yet to fill it up with words. But, what words could have described the feelings in best way possible, probably at that moment, answer was "none". I stood up to mirror, trying to rehearse what I was going to say to her, but I fumbled, or maybe I was emotionless, a null face with some jumbling words. "Huh, am I going to scare her or what, Buck up yourself man!!" I told myself. I got up and freshened up, thinking for words to speak to her all this while.

I called my best friend, " Gosh!!! Why the hell is she not receiving the call at the most important time. Okay, call someone else, yeah here it is". After almost a discussion of 10-15 minutes, there I was, again unsure of what to write. 2 years ago, she had told me once that, in conditions, where I am too tense, I should listen to myself because that is the best thing to do, yes I am going to do that now. Anyway, she told me that she likes my writing. Bingo!! Perfect time for that. Finally, I wrote it, I filled up the card with best possible words up to my caliber, ending with a question, "May I?".

"Hello!! Where are you, we have movie at 12:30, its already 11:30, come fast or else we'll be late" I told her on phone. "You come to metro, I'll meet you there, I am just ready, I will come soon", she added and put the phone down. I brought two big chocolates, which she always loved, along with the card which I eventually got ready to be presented for the occasion. Whenever girls take time to ready, you need to admit that its always worth it. Yes, it is, she looked stunning beautiful today, but just a regular thing for her. She arrived at 12:30, we went to movie from there, though we missed the starting, but anyway, nothing mattered more than her company. I kept on looking at her during all those love songs that came along, her smile and sparkle in the eyes, oh man!! They can make me fall in love with her all over, at any point of time. After the movie, she took me to McDonalds, thanks to GPS facility in mobile phones. All this time, she kept on talking and talking and clicking pictures. I always loved that, I always loved the way she talked continuously, taking up the charge and the way she used to set the conversations on fire with her so simple approach of talking.

"Let's go to CyberHub, its very good place, kind of corporate place, but I bet you will love the scenery" She told. What else I'd wish. I wanted to spend quality time with her, at some place in solitude. We went there. It was quite cold there, but worth spending time with someone. She clicked some more pics of mine, and some selfies too. Pics with her, ah!! Why I didn’t do it last time, but as I said "time never comes back, stays only the regret".

"Will you have a cup of coffee, good for this cold" She asked me.

"yeah, sure, and we'll term this special show "Coffee with Mr. Awesome", and I'll be your host for the entertainment today", I said, as I saw a glimpse of smile on her face. I purposefully tipped my cup of coffee over my fingers, "oh, it's too hot, can I hold your hands, they would be cold" I said. She smiled but she took my hands in her hands and cupped my fingers with both her hands. This was the thing that I will remember for years. Her touch, her hands being in my hands, we holding the hands together, what a feeling. I was continuously smiling, "finally, I am able to hold your hands in my hands" I said, she smiled, "so do you feel better now?". Then she showed me her previous work place and other places, they were worth watching. I was quite impressed, but there was something more beautiful. Walking along with her in that cold evening with she being so actively involved, that reminded me of our old times, old dreams.

We came back for dinner at Hotel Sarvana Bhawan, as the attendant announced my name, "A table for 2, sir please have a seat there." As we finished up a sophisticated dinner with lots and lots of food sharing (that’s lovely), I offered her the chocolates which I brought for her. I was a little afraid when we discussed her long term opinions on life, but I was happy at same time that she wanted to live freely.

"I can't wait anymore, I have one more gift for you, this card" I said as we were taking a walk post dinner.

"Oh!! We have discussed this multiple times, I'll read the card later, and seriously you still think this will work?" she responded, as she saw what I wrote for her.

**P.S. I love you**. But there was no anger in her words, just a mild denial.

I: "2 years back, at some point of time, you wanted me to take steps, make efforts to get to you, to make you feel that you are important to me, that's what I am trying to do"

She: "But I have prio.."

I interrupted her, "I know, I totally understand your priorities, and I respect them. I want you to concentrate on your career, I don’t want to be a burden to you. I want to support you"

She: "See, what we have now, is so awesome. We are going so good as friends. And, I don’t need someone's support. I am good with my efforts."

I: " I want to walk along with you. I am not asking you to talk to me every day like for hours, give your time to your career. I want a name for our relationship. I want to take a step ahead."

She: "If I am not giving you time, it won't make much sense to commit with you. I will not be happy myself, doing this to you. You are a good person, and I appreciate because you did this."

I: "I understand, you are also right, but just think, I have no issue, and I'll do anything that I need for this to work"

She: "You came this far for this only, had you asked earlier, you might not have needed to take this much pain for me"

I: "I would have missed the moments. I want to make the relationship exist in person, not on Facebook and WhatsApp, this relationship with you means a lot to me."

She did not say anything, but she smiled, she stood beside me all the while, during the ride back to home, in metro. As she was leaving, I told her  "I'll be happy with whatever you decide, because I want you to be happy. What you did for me all this time, I'll be thankful to you always, whatever be the day." She smiled and waved her hands, as we bid bye. I watched her go. I came back to my hotel. She called me asking whether I reached home. There were glimpses of tears late night. But, I was happy. My best friend, she called me, asking what happened, she advised me to move on, but I have decided to stay for her. I'll stay for her, I'll wait for her. Her happiness and her being with the falls and rise of life, is more important for me. I wiped the drops off my face, but I was happy for her.

I slept, anticipating, if she will even come to meet tomorrow, Will she? What way she will respond? I did not know, but I knew, that I am happy for being with a person, so open and practical with thoughts.

The Weekend (Saturday)

I had big plans for this weekend. I was going to see her after almost 2 years. Almost 2 years after we broke up. Finally, this was the time when I could spend my whole day with her, and do the things that I should have done earlier, but the time never comes back, stays only the regret. Anyway, this was going to be a great weekend, probably best of my life, or say biggest considering the fact that I was going to propose to her again.

Saturday...

After a grueling 32 hour train journey, which was way cold than expected, I reached there. Ah! New city. First things first, check in to hotel. I called her on phone, with a little more excitement in my voice. I told her that I have reached. She asked me to freshen up and take lunch. We decided to meet in an hour. Heartbeats never ran with this speed for me, ever in my life.

"Come to Metro station, I'll see you there" she said. I was a little nervous, considering I had never been to Metro earlier, but today, I was ready to do anything for her. I managed to be on time. But, dear God have had some waiting plans for me, and damn, each moment was making it harder and harder to wait. After almost half an hour, the train doors opened, there she was, the lady of my dreams. The familiar smile, long hairs tied behind and a few hanging upon her ears, eyes lined with fine kohl, the so lovely grace on her face, She didn't change at all in last 2 years. I could not help myself but smile non-stop with constant look on her face, and why shouldn't I, I waited to have a glimpse of her all these years.

"Let's go shopping first, you must be shivering. We'll buy a jacket for you". She said. Little did she knew that I deliberately left my jacket back at home, just for these moments. There was passion and care in her words. "Sure, let's go highness" I replied with a giggle. She tried out around 5-10 jackets on me before finalizing one, "this one will look good on you, take this". I obliged to her choice. I always did, so beautiful she and her choices were. This went on, we looked for footwear, tops, sweaters, ear-rings for her, it was my pleasure to let her know how beautiful she looked in those ear-rings specially. I always wanted to spend these moments of taking these "decisions" with her, where she smiled, where she felt happy, where I knew that these are the quality moments I will wish for.

"Are you hungry? Hello, I am asking you. Where are you lost?" She said.

I: "Yeah, you bet I am hungry. So what do we get best here?"

She: "We'll take a cheese ball, its very famous at this place. And a coffee with it would be awesome."

I always liked when the talks turned from "me" to "we". It always gave me a feeling of how badly I wanted to be with her.

I: "Orders of your highness will be followed", and we laughed.

We got our order, she brought coffee and I brought cheese ball. She took half of mine, and I constantly kept on looking in her eyes. I remembered that look. 2 years back, I used to see same grace and innocence in her eyes while we used to eat our "pani puri" together, and those were moments that I'll always cherish.

she: "Will you have a sip of coffee?". I noticed a small mark of her lip balm on the top. I couldn't resist but say yes. Though it was cold coffee and I didn’t like it ever, but it's "her" and I was ready to go to any level for her. "Yeah, definitely, why not." I replied.

It was almost 7:30 by that time. "Shall we go for dinner, you must be hungry" She asked.

I: "How far is it from here?"

She: "let's just roam, we'll find something good nearby".

I always loved this attitude of her, no boundaries, just fly free and find whatever available, such was her approach to life, and after meeting to her, probably I moulded myself to the same. And, most lovely part was, when she used to hold my hands while crossing the roads, but this time she didn't, but wasn't that obvious. Anyway, I did. I did hold her shoulders and covered her while crossing roads, probably this was my time to show that how much she means to me, and how much I want to take responsibilities for her.

"Pind baluchi, this is a good restaurant for dinner, I have come here earlier, lets come", she said. "Come on then, finally I am living my fantasy of having a dinner with you. I wish they put the lights dim, to make it a romantic dinner. Ah! see there is a seat under tree (artificial) for us. Oh goodness, it’s a tiring journey of life, m'am and I feel awesome to pause in this journey with none other than you." I said with little humor and more feelings.

She laughed, we laughed, and she pat lightly on my arms. Even after these years, she was always so nice to take these comments in a light manner. I bet no one else can do this, I loved her for her approach to life, as I mentioned. Anyway, it was a tasty delightful dinner with her, yeah first dinner with her. I will always remember this. As soon as we came out, we felt a cold breeze, she suddenly turned back to me with my jacket, "Wear this fast, or you will catch cold, you are so prone to cold. I'll hold it for you". The heart smiled for the affection and care she managed to generate for me. I added laughing "is that you Mom?". 

We boarded metro to head back to our respective places of stay. I dropped her, and kept on watching her until she went. I came back to my station, and called her quickly, "Did you reach home safe?". "Yes", she said, "it's too cold out there, please go to your room as soon as possible and take care". "Bye, good night (sweet heart), see you tomorrow, I'll get movie tickets for tomorrow" I added the last words spoken to her for the day.

Awaited the coming day to happen. I slept with a broad smile on my face.