Something About her, Chapter 3

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

—William Ernest Henley

 

‘Oh, that’s it?! Believe you me I don’t want to know you!’,Vinod was talking, but somewhere he knew he didn’t mean it.

‘That hurt! But I guess I have earned it. Listen, it might sound easy right now, but there will come a time when you won’t be able to…well…resist me.’She said in a slight smug way.

‘Is that it? Is that all?’, Vinod asked, calmer now.

‘Yes…I guess my work here is done.’,smitha knew what was coming next.

There was an awkward silence. Nobody knew what to do or what to say. Smitha was the one to break the silence.

‘So,  I am going to go back in my time now. See if what I did, made any difference.’,Smitha picked up her bag.

‘Wait, listen, I know I have been very rude to you. Not welcoming at all. I am curious what is it that happens in the future that you are trying to avoid.’Vinod asked.

‘I can’t tell you that’, She smiled. ‘But we can spend time just talking maybe’.

For some reason Vinod wanted to stay and figure out this beautiful, mysterious woman who was looking at him like she knew him. The fact that she knew everything about him, and still looked at him with adoration, baffled him. He thought nobody who actually knew him could like him, let alone love him. Here she was, beautiful, intelligent, witty and clearly, in love with him. The way she looked at him, with fierce protection and belonging. Like it was something so obvious, like it was the rule that she loved him, and anyone he knew who didn’t was so foolish. Supriya could never see Vinod like that, with utter confidence, unconditional love, especially after Josephine.

Smitha clicked her fingers to snap Vinod back to reality. ‘You can ask anything apart from what I am about to avoid’.

‘Okay then, how is the future, you know, for me?’,Vinod asked.

‘It’s pretty amazing. You and Supriya have a boy, you guys are really happy. You land nice jobs in the future, and become the supervisor Technical Head in Infocomm. It’s all rosy. Except for one problem.’

‘What?’

‘Me…’,Smitha laughed but it was a hollow laughter.’Can I make a request? I have a hotel room booked in my name, Can we have a few drinks together before I leave? Inside the room, nobody would recognize you, can you do that?’

Every bone in Vinod’s body wanted to say yes…but he knew what that might cost him. He had promised himself, never again. yet, something was just not right about denying the offer. He thought maybe a few hours, what difference can it make.

He decided to go with her. He could, afterall, handle a few drinks.

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Something About Her, Chapter 2

In fact, to be frank and fair,
It can be a little bit scary.
It’s getting worse,
The fear; it’s getting worse,
Year on year.
Time was, when I was young,
Wide eyed
And impressed, the fear
Didn’t frighten me
Much at all.

—David Windle

 

It took 16 hours, 4 days and numerous attempts for Vinod to convince himself of the reality. She hadn’t yet told him of their love affair. His cheating and for whatever it is worth, he hadn’t asked her. There were so many thoughts and so many unanswered questions. He was honestly just scared to ask them, give words to those thoughts. Like a beautiful aroma wafting from the dark deep woods which he couldn’t or rather didn’t want to decipher.

‘I can see you are taking it too well…I don’t know if its the age or you are not able to process the information.’ She said, trying very hard to resist the urge to smoke.

He sat down next to her, folded hands, eyes looking directly at her. It always made her nervous. ‘So, you are saying, you travelled back in time to a point seven years ago, and have waited since then till date to come see me?’

‘More or less… well, I thought if I were to do this, might set a few things straight in life, and work hard enough to get into IIT Madras this time.’ She smirked.

He didn’t look amused. It couldn’t be a joke, he couldn’t discuss it with supriya, he couldn’t tell her that he had been secretly meeting a girl who claimed to have come from the future. The knowledge she had about his life was so uncanny. She knew where he was born, his school friends, all his school shenanighans, college friends…even Josephine. Not one person knew about everything she had said. She would have to literally meet all his friends who ever existed to gather all that information. Unless, of course he was the one who told her.

‘Let’s assume for a minute, you are right. Why are you here? Why do you want to meet me?’ Vinod asked, exasparrated.

‘I am here to ask you for a favor. Something that might not make sense at all.’She replied.

‘Don’t be cryptic! I have had enough of your puzzles and word games’. Vinod blasted.

‘Fine. I’ll be straight with you. 10 years from now, when you meet me, and you will know it, trust me. When you meet me,’it seemed she was choking on her own words, because she couldn’t come up with any. She continued, ‘When you meet me, don’t talk to me. Ignore my mails, whatever urge you have, whatever binding force you feel. Whatever you feel.’

Thank god :)

Whenever there are new people in my life, i think to myself, “oh man”. the whole getting to know them and gelling with them, is a scary idea, cuz lets face it, I can’t handle rejection. And then you meet somebody who is a great competitor, and worse, might just be better at the social thing.

In case, you are still wondering, that is exactly what happened to me. A very irritating element (or that’s what I thought) entered or rather barged in my life. I hated this new change. He was funny, talked so much in very little time, kept everyone entertained to my dismay. People seemed to like him, but he was just too loud for me. So, I closed myself further (like a touch me not).

But God had other plans. Eventually, when I got to know him, It turned out, I was actually missing out on a lot of things. Every time, he enters the room, its like a firecracker going out. There is no conversation we have that is private, unless we have it in writing, because he is just too loud! 😛

But, if he stops talking, it seems the air around is missing something. So, there might be a ton of things going wrong in my life, but, there is one thing right and I am glad I let our friendship blossom because, life just got easier. 🙂

So thank you!