I’m Sorry!

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any incident or any person living or dead is purely coincidental.

Caution: Please don’t read this story if you’re looking for a happy ending or just an ending for that matter.

[Prequel to Always at Your Service]

He enters the cafeteria with a dramatic but imaginary background music in his head. He knows the area she prefers for the afternoon tea. And she was there.

As he reaches towards them, all her friends in the table divine something very interesting. They drop their discussion, which was more or less useless for them anyway, and wait for him. And when he is finally there, everyone looks at him, except for her who was looking at her empty cup, and except for him who was looking at her after waving his hands with a soundless ‘Hi’ to everyone.
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The Happy Ending

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[Continued from ‘Always at Your Service‘ and ‘I have Got a Lot of Time‘]

She brings two cups of tea to the dining table where Mrs. Sharma is waiting for her. Both begin another round of chat which has been very common for them since last few months. It has been two months since Aakash passed away.

Mrs. Sharma: You’re going to take that offer, right?

Shruti: Yes aunty, I’m still thinking about it.

Mrs. Sharma: Shruti, you just can’t keep ignoring these offers. Look around; everyone is struggling to get a job in good IT company. And you have rejected 3 in last 3 months.

>> Both remain silent for some 15 seconds

Shruti: (with teary eyes) How do you do it aunty?

Mrs. Sharma: Shruti, please beta!

Shruti: I don’t think I can do it.

Mrs. Sharma: Look Shruti, I’m his mother. I have known him since his birth. I know him better than anyone else. Do you think it’s easy for me?

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I Have Got a Lot of Time

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[Continued from Always at Your Service]

She: I don’t know how I’ll manage everything. We don’t have much time.

He: Don’t worry dear. We will manage everything. And time – well, I have got a lot of it.

>> 5 seconds of silence (She looks away from him and wipes away something below her eyes. That, making sure he doesn’t notice)

He: What?

She: What ‘what’?

He: Nothing.

She: No, tell me. You wanted a reply to that? A reply to your philosophical “I have a lot of time”?
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Always at Your Service

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She: I don’t want to talk to you.

>> He tried to control his laugh but wasn’t able to stop the signal from reaching the other end.

He: Why baby? What happened?

She: You’re laughing? Seriously?

>> He tries again to control. This time with a better result.

He: NO! Not at all. Tell me what happened.

She: I just don’t want to talk to you.

He: Please now! Tell me.

She: Forget it! Just…

He: (He just can’t stop the laughter) Is that why you called me? To ‘not’ talk to me?!

She: Bye. Sorry to disturb your laughter session!

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Meet The Would-be-Interviewer

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[Continuation of “Meet The Interviewer-in-Law“]

Girl: You know, one of my friends was your junior.

[She mentioned this again. She definitely has a point to make. Why else would she stress on the same point twice! May be she wants him to know that she knows everything about his college days, which means that the end to story is approaching sooner than later. Anyways, she started the conversation after around 30 minutes of a painful interview from family members and 5 minutes of awkward silence.]

He: [Acting surprised] Oh really! Who?

She: Priyanka. Priyanka Sharma. 2010 batch. Civil branch.

He: Oh, I think I have heard the name.
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Not Even in the Next Life

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[The Last Letter to Someone]

Disclaimer: All characters and incidents in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to any incident or any person living or dead is purely coincidental.

Request: Please read the disclaimer if you haven’t already. 🙂

“Not even in the next life”

That explained a lot of things. Everything. Every little thing. Things I have been failing to notice for quite a long time now.

I’m hurt. I don’t blame you for it. I realized that I was fighting for something which I had lost years ago. No wonder I lost. No wonder it hurts.

What happened you know, I was still lost in those dreams. Till the time you were saying “Not in this life”, I assumed that you were bound by some promise. That someday I would fix everything and we would again be together. That you were just angry and disappointed in me and someday I would be able to live up to your expectations. Those few years of our togetherness had created so much hope for our future that I had started taking you for granted. Of course, I was wrong.
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I Love You Both – Part 2

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[Continued from I Love You Both]

He: It’s too late for things like this baby. You haven’t thought it through. You…

She: Late? Why you’re talking as if we are already married!!!

He: Yes, we are not married yet. But I guess you don’t realize what’s happening in my family. You know why I’m avoiding going to home these days? It’s because everyone is talking about our relationship. Everyone is planning our engagement and marriage. What color of Saree would suit you most, what they would wear… And I’m feeling crazy listening to those stuff because I know what could happen to our relationship.

She: And you think that’s my fault?

He: I’m saying it’s too late.
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The End of ‘Yes or No’

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[Continued from “Yes or No?” and “Again, Yes or No?“]

She: I thought you would never call me again.

He: Wow! Doesn’t it sound like you were waiting for my call? Again.

She: Why do you always feel like you’re a hero and every girl is dying to talk to you!!??

He: I never said anything like that.

She: And I never said that I was waiting for your call.

He: Got your point mam!
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Meet the Interviewer-In-Law

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Request: Please don’t assume things about me ;).

Glossary

  • GF = Girl’s father
  • IE = An IT Engineer

GF: So, it has been 3 years for you in TCS. Right?

IE: Yes sir. Actually it will be 4 years in 2 months.

GF: So, how come you have not thought of any other job? Switching to some other company or trying for any PSU?
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Again, Yes or No?

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[Continued from “Yes or No?“]

He: Hey, how are you?

She: I’m fine. What about you?

He: Well, I’m waiting for your answer. I assume you have been thinking about my question. In fact, you were waiting for my call. Right?

She: And I think that you assume a lot of things.

He: Haha. Seriously, did you get a chance to think about what we had discussed that day?

She: Yes, I did get a lot of time to think, but I didn’t want to waste my time on it.

He: Come on! I know when you said that you don’t want to be in a hypothetical situation, you actually wanted me to propose you.
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