Here I go again on my second romantic adventure on 9th September 2010…
The road till destiny has got several turns and those turns converge together to lead the way. But the process takes a lo...ng time. Well my love life is divided into several destinies, and I book my tickets to reach ‘em ha-ha! 
This is how I planned to meet him in his home town.
The train was early in the morning at 6:15am. I stay one or two hours away from the station so, I had to leave home at most by 4:30am. The day before my meet, went in a total rush. Ahem… a heart rush :-P I had a makeover. Did all kinds of cures on my body. Had a nice hair cut etc etc. Had to look as lovable as I could be (blushes)!
I could not stand in the college for long as my trip was making butterflies flutter in my stomach. So I came back to prepare for my journey.
At around 1:00 am, I slept with my alarm to ring sharp at 3:15am. I was drowning into thoughts all over my mind. Slowly my eyes calmed down and I slept lightly.
My alarm nudged me to bring back my senses and I started to gear up for the train. I went out from my pg at around 4:25am. Early in the morning the road looks so lonely and spooky too… As it had rained the entire night the road was shining in the street light. As lucky as it gets, I got a bus till station. I had to wait for the train as I was an hour early to reach. 6:00 am struck, and there came the train. I got up, and within 15 min the train was all set to move.
Ah at last! I was making my baby steps to reach my baby hi hi! Was keeping myself totally thrilled and awake by playing songs in my ears and eating snacks
. But soon my poor little sleep-deprived body dozed me off.
The train reaches his hometown in 4 hours and I was passing the time in looking at the scenes out of the window, thinking about him and also apprehending that I won’t get any calls from my family. But I could not get away from it. My mom called me. I did not pick up. Instead I called my didi who stays one station before my boyfriend’s hometown. I asked whether she had let her mom tell anything about my trip. She said no. Thank goodness…
I simply put my phone off and awaited the destiny.
Last hour to the final station. I got impatient. I messaged him to get ready to pick me up. He was already in the station that time. Oh my… he was more excited than I was! So finally the train slowed down and entered his town. I had got up already and was looking out of the window to recognize his legs. I found him. He was looking at every window to find me. And I was just observing him and coming forward towards the door. He looked at the last window against the door and there he found me standing at the door. I got off the train and stood in front of him. Gosh did he get taller than usual or what? Oh well…long time that’s why ;-)
We were smiling at each other so normally but our hearts knew how we longed to see each other. My heart was thumping like a drum beat. Felt like grabbing him in my arms no matter the crowd around us. But it did not come out and I just walked along to pave way towards the city. He had come in his new sexy sports bike. Hell. I freak out to get up on a pillion behind him and this time it was higher than usual. Anyways I strode to get up and whoosh… we were out of the station. He took me to his college hostel first to keep his bag that he was carrying on his shoulders. We got in from the back gate and it was a huge campus bigger than BIT Mesra. He could not keep his bag because his class was still going on. So we got out from there and went to Fame (movie theatre). He booked tickets for an ultra sad movie “We are family” (Chhaah). Had some meal before that in a restaurant besides Fame. There was no one in the restaurant other than the attendants and us. Thought I would take this opportunity to do some mischief but my cautious BF controlled me :-(
We had food and it had already started to drizzle outside. So we ran towards the movie theatre. The hall was almost empty. Nobody watches movie in the early afternoon and that too a dull film like this one. Basically there were a few couples who had taken their seats within such distances that no couple would bother to see the other. He and I were in the last corner.
I was leaning on his chest and he embraced me throughout the movie
. No comfort can get better than this. Towards the end of the movie as I had already told you that it was a pathetic weepy one, I had started to cry. Well partly it was the movie effect but also because I had to part with him again. Little by little my intensity got higher and I started weeping like a child. My Bf tells me that I always have a crying scene whenever I come to meet him. So it’s like a ritual to me:-P Anyways, he patted my head to hush me and gave me his hanky. I cleaned my face and made it dirty lols. He did not mind that (aww)!
The movie ended in 2 and half hours. We barely saw it. We were so engrossed in each other. Thereafter we spent some time in a coffee house and then we got on a ride again. This time he took me out of his city over the highway to experience the drive of his new bike. He asked me how it was. I told him no sports bike looks good unless he speeds up. So he rose close to 100kph. That made me crazy. I never had a high like this before. I grabbed him as tight as possible but it felt as if I am losing my hold. He slowed down to normal again after sometime… Phew better! Sure that ride was smooth!
He showed me the city along the way and I was uninterested. I was just clinging over him thinking that this time would never end but it had to…
He brought me to the station and arranged a window seat in the train. He sat next to me as long as the train would not leave. But I told him to get down. He did not listen. I insisted, and then he got off the train. He was still looking at me from the window and I couldn’t meet eyes with him. They were glistening with tears. I can’t stand to see him move away from me. I turned my head away from him but he was still looking at me. As he saw that I wasn’t looking at him anymore he again got into the train to see me. He wanted to say not to cry but I would cry anyway so he asked me something else. I had to go to my cousin’s place from there so he asked whether I had told my bro to pick me up. I said yes. Tears had already trickled down and I forced him to go away. He did not want to listen to me but he understood and bid goodbye.
Train left, he was gone already. Everybody in the train was seeing me as if it was a drama. I managed to ignore and look away from the window but thoughts of him were making my heart get heavier. Soon after sometime his hometown got very far and I made up my mind. Till we meet again…
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