The fantabulous story that started it all

I had just boarded the train and made my way to my seat. And Bammm!! there right next to my berth in the passage way was this young gal. I tried hard to catch a glimpse of her face but her hair that was covering it had carefully woven a veil around it making her look like a bride. I stood there staring at her ( rather gawking :) ) when I was thrust back to the living world by the person right behind ("bugger move ahead and sit", he said). I reluctantly moved ahead to my seat.

After the train had started I was still lugging my huge bag under the seat and I heard a shrill cry!! "Ouch" shouted the gal.

"I m sorry", I apologised immediately.

"Thats Fine!" she replied. I could see the anger change into a instant smile and I felt my heart skip a beat.

I pushed the bag back in and got back to my seat. And there she was still staring enthusiastically as to what I was upto. I introduced myself.
"Hi! I m K! And you are?"

"Oh !! Hii! I m G! " (hand shake: a tug into the realms of heaven!!)
"So what do you do", she replied.

" Oh me!! Nothing much! Doing my MBA from N*. Currently in the second year."

"Ahaa!! gr8! I m doin my engineering third year and planning to take up a IT job later."

"Cool! I said ." And having exchanged other basic information, I got to my lappie bag,(trying to show as if I was disinterested to get her attention :) ) , virtually yanked the lappie out and religiously started browsing through my movie collection.

"So what are you watching! Can I have a look?" she asked after about fifteen minutes.

"Sure" I said! "I m watching this t* movie. You can join in if ya dont mind."

"Oh thanks! I was getting bugged anyways", she said.

So there I was with this gal right beside me, with her watching the movie and me watching her watch the movie :) .

Her curly hair started undulating in the air and kept hitting me like waves in the face of a wretched sailor.

Then suddenly she started,"The heroine's really cute but the hero is too old for her."

What would I know, I was too stoned by the smell of her hair, I said," Hmmm ya......right! fish it!! Anyways hows college and what about friends,parents?"

And she started telling about the life that was and the life that she wanted and in the meantime I continued to indulge in my new found addictio(getting stoned ;D).

This continued for a while and then she suddenly asked me "So do you have a girl friend".
I was taken aback by this sudden invasion of privacy. I shaked my head in the negative and asked " Do you? " a little hesitantly though, then added, " You dont have to answer that. Please"

She smiled and continued "so you never had one or no one ever liked ya!(sheepish smile)"

I said. "Long story. Can we talk about something else."

"So whats the name of that gal." She continued. I stared blankly at her as if to say "Please its not your business". Guess she understood, and after a while apologised and started talking about her small group of friends back at the college and their regular outings, parties, classes and stuff.

I spoke about some of my experiences during the MBA, engineering and my stint at the job.

We kept talking and before we realised it was well past midnight. I took leave of her and settled in my berth. She was in the berth above me and her hair still undulating right in front of my eyes from the gap in the berth. I sat up to smell it for the one last time. And then jumped right back in and fell asleep a lil while later.

The next day I got up with the smell still lingering around, and tried peeping as to what she was upto. Ahhh!! but she was gone. I felt disappointed and cursed myself for having slept like a log( fish it!!!!). I packed my luggage and right there it was, a note that she had left with her phone number in it, asking me to call her sometime.