Subject – taqdeer
So if I say that meeting him was not just a coincidence, then isn’t it true
that I had no plan to board that metro on that day! . Yeah It is true that I had
no plans to come back to delhi that day, it was just a plan made a few hours
before. And you are going to be shocked to hear, that metro was his 3rd,
Before that he had missed two metros already..
Is it still “ ittefaq”
I don’t think so... It is destiny…. my destiny ... his destiny…. Our destiny….!!
After sharing 3 hours and a long conversation with him I got to know that He
is from Uttarakhand the same hometown but the twistest and the
heartbreaking part of this conversation was that he is not living here. “I am
from Uttarakhand but living in Chennai with my family” he said. I felt so close
but still so far. The distance between Delhi to Chennai is 2193km. It’s too far
for me …. Oh, like If I was about to meet him again, I don’t know why was a
distance chart started forming inside me. For some time, I got disappointed
also but then just moved out Because as I told you I was not going to date
again.
I said “I am also from Uttarakhand but living in Delhi since my birth”. How
strange is it that everyone goes to travel in Uttarakhand but despite being
there we are not there, how far away our city is from us. The beauty of
Uttarakhand is precious perhaps we choose the dust of city.
3.5 Hours were completed and we are talking continuously and believe me I
felt as if only 3 minutes had passed very quickly. Neither the feeling of heat
nor the dust of the city was still there. But I wished that this path would never
end.
After this he had call from someone maybe some relative. He was talking in
our Kumauni language. I was quite impressed because just a moment ago he
was probably talking Tamil to some Tamil friend. He knows 4 languages
English, Hindi, Kumauni and Tamil or maybe more than that. I was quite
disappointed from myself as despite living so close to my pahad I am unable
to speak Kumauni language properly. By the way he was like perfect man I
had ever seen till now. He was Aeronautical engineer in a big MNC despite
that I am a graphic Designer of some average corporate office. I felt so down
but he was praising me. He said” Oh wow! Graphic designer it is interesting
profession, I also have some friends with the same profession”.
We also share our academics and sport interest with each other .. “Oh you
too, I am also a cricket lover. Yeah, that’s true I can’t play properly but I love
cricket” I said. So, our academics and sports scores were matching to a great
extent. His parents were sitting just beside and watching us in a very
shockingly. Maybe he had never talked to a girl like before this.
Our next stop was Gajrola some city of Uttar Pradesh we both got down
there. We had our lunch separately. I didn’t realize how the time passed. And
now it was time for me to leave. Approximately one hour was left to reach my
station. I was not happy at all because I knew that we would never meet
again. I can never even think of going to Chennai and he will find someone
else. There was little anger inside me that why we were introduced like this.
And he was sitting so calmly like everything is okay. Maybe I was thinking too
much.
Finally, after gathering courage he asked me “Did you used social media” I
said “Yes” and I instantly just share my social media id with him without any
hesitation. How easy I was.
My station had come and I had to go. I had only a few memories of that
journey which I spent 5 hours with him and now insta IDs also of each.
Kambhakt din bhi dhal gaya,
Shaame bhi guzar gyi,
Yaad karu, tou vo lamha tha khusnaseeb
Kya fir ho payengi hasrate ab fir kabhi…..
Wait for the another Part...
