A Phone, A Pal, and A Story - Part IV

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There is no better teacher than life and there is no better doctor than

time.




I madly tried to contact Anu for 3 more days. After that I have given up


and started to hate my luck.




I think I am not just average looking guy... I am far better than many

of guys that I see. I felt it's her bad luck that she has missed a good


and decent guy like me!!






When you run behind your shadow, remember that you are moving away from


the light. When you start leading your shadow, it's your journey towards


light.




I started my journey towards light by trying to forget the bitter


experience. I wanted to teach Anu a lesson which she could never forget.


What I didn't know at that time is I am not moving towards light, the


light called Anu was moving towards me :).






It's the day on which I cursed myself a million times for not being


patient... it is Feb 9th 2005.






Our front office executive came to my cubicle and had given an envelope


to me.




I thought it is just a promotional mail that my bank sends


periodically... but when I saw the envelope, the From address is blank


and To address was written by hand.






With a big question mark on face, I put the envelope against some light


to see the contents. There was a postcard which is wrapped by some paper


in the envelope. I could see some writing on the paper and thought it is


a letter. My colleague Chari came to me and threw a weird look at me.




Then I told him about the Photo incident and this envelope. He asked me

to open the envelope and I did so.






I unwrapped the letter from the inlay card. To my surprise, it is not a


card... it is a postcard sized photograph. When I turned it over, I


could see an angel standing in the middle of a sunflower field.




I screamed "yes... she is Anu" and all my cubicle-mates stared at me

with a strange expression on their faces..






Being excited and couldn't control the excitement, I took the envelope,


letter, and that photograph and ran to Fire Exit of our building (Cyber


Gateway).




I saw the photograph for almost 20 minutes and then suddenly I


recollected about the letter. I unfolded the letter and the forewords


were "Do you like my photo? Then enough... now read the message".




In that letter she explained how she liked my photograph and how decent

I look ;). She wrote that her mobile would not be recharged till


09-Feb-2005 because she was going to her native place which is a remote


village in agency area. When I check the date of the letter posted...


she posted the letter exactly on the next day of our last conversation


and left to her native place. Thanks to Indian Postal Service, because


of whom the letter took 10 days to reach Hyderabad from Vizag.






I felt really bad for not being patient and not to have trust in her. I


immediately tried to call her... it was connected and Anu came online.




I apologized her for not understanding her situation. And she's such a

kind hearted to understand my fear and feelings. She said even if she


was in my position, she would have thought like that.




When I asked about the sudden visit to her native place, she said her

grandmother fell ill and they had to go all of a sudden. Also she said


her grandma is fine now.




Then I explained how excited I was when I saw her photo and how

beautiful she is. I could feel the shyness in her voice hearing my


words. :)






For the valentine's day, I bought a beautiful gift and sent to her

friend's address as directed by her.






If everything goes smooth in life, people never remember God. Finally


God wants to prove his existence.




Suddenly on one day (it is Feb 19th 2005) I got an SMS from Anu saying

"YOU CHEAT... DON'T PLAY WITH PEOPLE'S EMOTIONS. I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU


AGAIN IN MY LIFE. GOOD BYE"






I didn't believe what I was seeing on my mobile... I was not sure


whether it is a dream or reality...




Next Part to be continued
on tomorrow :)

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