Coincidence or destiny? -3

 EPISODE 3

SIYA

'Why you woke up so early on a sunday morning?', My mom asked to me at 7:00 am. 'Nothing. Just woke up by chance.', I answered. I was tired of studying since 2 hours in the morning so I got out of the home for a morning walk, without any book, without any phone. It is so relaxing when you leave all those stuff behind just for a while. My mind is a magnet and all the kind of thoughts are iron fillings. On spotting an airplane in the sky, a thought chain formed in my head;

Pilots have so cool lifestyle! They can fly higher and farther from everything. They can travel almost all over the world. They can be at the highest point in the sky and enjoy the view. WOW! Ok stop day dreaming, Siya! But I'll def make it a reality! What about that boy who asked about Jay? umm... what was his name? Yes, Ryan! I don't know why I feel like he lied to me. What could be the reason that he's not letting me talk to Jay about this? But I can't do anything na. What if he has some actual problems with Jay? For the sake of humanity, I'm talking to Ryan otherwise I'm not going to accept his friend request. Apart from these, I don't know where the hell is my crush? Let's just wait, Siya.

I reached back home. My mom informed us about an engagement ceremony that has to be attended today. I got excited to go outside. Though I'm an introvert, sometimes I feel to get out of the home. Well I don't have much good bonds with my paternal family so it becomes boring for me to attend such kind of family functions. But for now I just need a refreshment for myself. I put on my one and only traditional dress and just did some eye work; no makeup on cheeks and wore some oxidised jewellery. Let the hair be free, I like to be free; Untangled!

As we reached the venue, suddenly my eyes got focused on a guy who was standing almost 10 feet away. I can see him from behind only. He was in white Kurta-pajama. He lifted his left hand to comb his golden brown hair with his fingers (just like every boy does). I moved forward to check if he's him? 'You go ahead I'm joining.', I told my cousin. I came closer and the 10 feet distance became 5 feet. Amidst the crowd, I can find out the path towards him. My heart beat number increased with every second. I held my both hands in hand at my chest and observed my heart beat to be increasing. Is it him? God, please be it him!, I murmured. He turned around and I scanned his face like a robot. Yes, he's my crush!, my heart screamed inside me. I turned around blushing and bumped into other person.

RYAN

I was running towards the exit of the mandap to get some urgent stuff from my brother's car. It was a ring ceremony of my elder cousin and I had no time to check out on girls with loud makeup in the function. In rush, a girl bumped into me and before she falls I held her both hands. She was in white kurta salwar with ebony green dupatta. Her deep brown eyes, they were those same innocent eyes. I can feel the softness of her hands in my woody hands. This time I can observe her face and not just those innocent eyes. Her almond shaped eyes bearing kajal and smoky eye shadow look, matched perfectly with her face. Her no makeup cheeks didn't need a blush 'cause she was already blushing. Her not so large but not so small nose and her pout shaped lips perfectly fitted on her round face. The chicken work of her kurta reflects the texture in the light so perfectly. The oxidised bangles and jhumkas were shining as if they are not oxidised, they are made up of silver. The small sized black bindi on her glabella gave a traditional soothing vibes and the song, Mast Magan started playing in my head. Her black wavy hair lifted up as the air waves falled on her face. I guess, she has tried to tuck her bangs with a pin but that went in vain. Her flix covered her half right eye and she took off her hands from my hands to adjust those bangs behind her right ear. She looked away and left from there without uttering a word. Those several seconds were more than the few seconds when the last time I observed her. She's that van girl!, my heart screamed inside me. I thought I can never see her again but I got a second chance to see her. Still, I don't have a hope to talk to her. Just leave Ryan, she's out of your reach man!, I gave myself a reality check and got back to the real world. 

SIYA

Was he that creep guy? It doesn't matter. I took a plate for lunch and served myself with all kind of delicious Shaadi wallah items. My plate was filled with Paneer ki sabji, poori, dal fry, jeera rice and gulab jamun. There's a lot more but I will try other dishes later. I took a seat in such a way that I can see him. As I took a bite of the cucumber piece, I thought, Does he know that I'm here? Why isn't he glancing at me as usual? After the completion of half plate and observing his behaviour I got frustrated for not getting attention from him. Then he looked at me and just in a millisecond, he rolled his eyes and walked out from there. What the hell! What was that look? That's so rude!, I got angry in seconds. After few minutes and finishing my lunch when I saw him again, he covered his face and left from there with his friends. My anger got suppressed and I felt like something is breaking me inside my body. It was unbearable. There was a time when he glances at me and smiles like he has something in his heart. There was a time when he waits for my school van to come back to my home and he gets to see me. There was a time when he waits outside his house for me to come outside in the evening. But now? He rolled his eyes and left? I took out my mom's mobile phone from my purse and tried to distract my mind by checking my instagram account. After replying to all the messages, my conversation started with _.Ryan._ :

_.Ryan._ : What happened? You're replying with just "hmm" ?

Siya143 : Nothing. I'm fine.

_.Ryan._ : It's okay, you can share if you want. I won't judge you.

Siya143 : No. I don't share things to strangers.

_.Ryan._ : Sometimes strangers understand what closed ones don't.

Siya143 : I'm heart broken.

_.Ryan._ : Boyfriend?

Siya143 : No. Someone else. Leave it.

_.Ryan._ : Whoever it is, I would like to say you something if you don't mind.

Siya143 : Go ahead.

_.Ryan._ : Your life doesn't get over just because of someone's absence or their deeds that hurts you. Are you living your life for that someone? Or for yourself? Think about your parents who have made an effort to get you in this world and raised you up. Would you waste your precious time of your life just after that someone? That someone who don't care about you is not your top most priority. Your top priority should be your parents. I'm sorry if you mind on what I'm saying but I just gave you an advice for your sake. If someone else would be there, I'll advice him the same thing. It's your choice what you choose is what you get.

Siya143 : Yes, you're right. I have to just focus on the things which are important to me.

_.Ryan._ : Yeah. That's the spirit.

Siya143 : Thanks! You cleared my mind.

_.Ryan._ : Oh, mention not ;-)

He seems to be a nice person. I think I can accept his friend request., I thought. After having a lot of thinking and analysis on this topic while we were getting back to home, I fed up and accepted his friend request and said, Jo hoga dekha jaega! (We'll see whatever happens). 

Ryan

On the way towards my home, on getting back to home, after getting back to home, each and every second, my mind was replaying that scene, that mast magan scene. I can't give myself any hope for that van girl, but at least I can go in flashback and rethink that feeling, reimagine that soft touch in my hands. My mobile phone notification woke me up from day dreaming. It was : 'Siya143 has accepted your friend request'. I unlocked my phone and the chat was like:

_.Ryan._ : Thanks.

Siya143 : For what?

_.Ryan._ : For accepting my friend request.

Siya143 : Oh. It's okay.

Out of curiosity, I visited her profile and saw her photos. My eye balls almost got out of the eye orbit and I screamed, 'She's that van girl!'. My mom shouted from the kitchen, 'Why are you screaming like an idiot? Stay quiet.' 'Sorry mom.', I shouted back. This is the luckiest day of my life! I didn't even thought that I can get a chance to talk to her. Is it just a coincidence or my destiny? I don't know will I be able to make her mine or not but I won't let this chance let go. Jo hoga, dekha jaega!, I told myself.