My mystery girl

mangalore to chennai......9 pm to 3 pm
it was going to be one HUGELY boring train journey, I thought. Lucky I brought insurance heh?
mobile-check
mobile with a kickass memory card-check
kickass songs in the memory card-check
laptop-check
laptop with kickass movies I havent seen-check
charge point for the low battery its showing -check

wait.
somethings wrong.......

its occupied by someone else's charger

some bloody-old-fart-who-doesnt-even-know-what-a..........wait.....NOT

hot girl-CHECK!!!!
hot girl sitting next to me-check!

woohooo!

she turned, looked up at me, said, 'oh, hi' and reached out.
we shook hands.
I took a good look at her as she sat on the brown seat
chocolate brown-she insisted
shitty brown,perhaps?-I ventured
how about shitty chocolate brown-she said

cheesy. I know*. but somehow I found it funny. laughed. hadnt laughed since god-knows-a-week. felt good. this is going to be sweeeeeeeet.thought I

we started talking.
9 pm, 10 pm, 11pm, 12.......3 am

suddenly realised I hadnt had dinner. neither did she.
6 packs of chips, 2 bottles of pepsi, 1 movie and 2 hours later, she suddenly

said - we're the same frequency, you know?' Agreed.

she sang, I air guitared....to......you know......my favourite song.....which

INCIDENTALLY turned out to be hers too. same frequency. def. def. def.

we even did whats customary......
sat at the footboard of the compartment, legs swinging
watching the sun rise from a moving train.
ever did that? its awesome.

yup.
we shared stuff. lots. lots lots.
dreams, hopes, futures, food, the same blanket, everything.

I even promised her I'll blog about her.

the frequency part? I think I understood now what she meant.

oh. damn.
chennai's already here.
DAMN YOU indian railways! cant you be late by a day or 2 when I need it?

i thought about saying PK's line- see you when I see you
it was apt

but then......nah........thatd be too cheesy. too not me.

we parted at the last possible moment.
I winked.
she winked back.
she blew a kiss.
I winked again.

and turned.
clenched my fist. I shouldnt shouldnt turn back. I must NOT turn back.

the most mysterious thing about it was....

we never shared any private info not even our names

she was probably like me, I think.
shed too many tears that shouldnt have been shed.
too hurt, maybe.

a black and white rainbow. thats how I describe our kind.

it was great. really.
but we both had meant it to be a one-time-only thing.
we both knew that from the start.
thats probably why she was the person I opened up to the most.
it was the same for her, I think.

whatever it was.
it was beautiful.

for a few hours of that fateful day.(guess! it was 15th. ha!)and on the next.

she colored up my rainbow again.

this is to you mystery girl.I hope you find some color again.

*Quote of the week: Mystery girl - its only cheesy if the person in front of you is not attractive.