2 States The Story Of My Marriage Read Online Free PDF
Author: Chetan Bhagat
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stops.’
She laughed.
‘I am not being funny. You girls don’t know what it is like to be a guy.’
‘Those lips talk a lot. Yours I mean,’ she said.
I froze. Ms Swaminathan didn’t as she came close to me. In a second, her
Frooti-laced lips were on mine. We kissed for three seconds.
‘And now, before I realize the stupidity of what I have done, I am out of here,’
she said and opened the door. I was too dumbstruck to move.
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Four boys from my dorm removed their ears from the door as Ananya pushed
the door open.
‘We were just locating our Frisbee,’ one of the four boys said.
‘It won’t be in this room. This boy only likes to study,; she said and walked out of my dorm.
I didn’t move an inch for five minutes. The remaining three minutes were spent
realizing that the hottest girl in the campus had kissed me. I didn’t know what I’d
done right. But I didn’t care. Maybe she had missed me too. Maybe it wasn’t such
a big deal for her. Maybe I was just imagining this and this hadn’t really
happened. Maybe I should stop dreaming like an idiot and run to her room. Maybe
I shouldn’t, as I had no idea what to do when I meet her. Maybe I should let a
night pass and talk to her in class tomorrow.
‘Don’t keep mentioning it,’ she said as the same lips that were on mine thirteen
hours and twenty-two minutes ago sipped tea during class break.
‘Yes, sure, OK….’ I had already thanked her seven times. I changed the topic.
‘The normal distribution is totally overrated,’ I said, referring to the statistics
class we had attended.
‘And don’t expect more,’ Ananya said.
‘More what?’ I said. She had brought the topic back now.
‘More meaning not anymore. Now, just back to what you said about the normal
curve,’ she said.
‘Sorry, only one clarification. By more you mean no more kisses or no more
than kissing?’
‘Can you stop it? We are in the middle of a class.’
‘But I am in the middle of a life crisis. Please tell me.’
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‘Is that all you guys think about? We have to study all these normal curve
problems tonight.’
I looked at her and smiled.
‘Any jokes about curves and I will kill you,’ she promised as the bell rang for class.
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7
Needless to say, one thing led to another and within two weeks we had sex. You
put a boy and girl in a room for a week and lots of boring books, and sparks are
sure to fly.
‘This is my first time,’ she said after we did it and pointed to her mother’s
picture on the wall. ‘And if she finds out, she will flip.’
‘We should cover these pictures when we do it. They freak me out,’ I said,
scanning her family members.
She laughed. ‘Was this your first time?’
‘I’d rather not talk about it,’ I said.
‘Did you have a girlfriend in IIT?’ She sat up to wear her top.
I kept quiet.
‘Did you have sex with a guy?’ Ananya asked eyebrows up.
‘No,’ I screamed and sat up. ‘Are you stupid? You, of all people, are asking me if I am gay.’
‘I heard they make you do all sorts of stuff in ragging.’
‘No, it wasn’t that bad. I had a girlfriend.’
‘Really?’ She blinked. ‘How come you never told me!’
‘I don’t want to talk about it. It’s over. It ended when I left college, two years ago.’
‘Why? Who was she? A student?’
‘Prof’s daughter.’
‘My, my, my! We have a stud here.’ Then, ‘Pretty? Prettier than me?’
I looked at Ananya. Why do women size each other up in looks so much?
‘Similar, though you are much smarter,’ I said.
‘Similar?’
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‘OK, you are better looking,’ I said. The girl who asks the question is the better looking one, always.
‘Thank you,’ she said as she stepped off the bed to wear her track pants. ‘Why
did it end?’
‘I sort of had a deal with her father.’
‘Father? What, he bought you out? Gave you a blank
stops.’
She laughed.
‘I am not being funny. You girls don’t know what it is like to be a guy.’
‘Those lips talk a lot. Yours I mean,’ she said.
I froze. Ms Swaminathan didn’t as she came close to me. In a second, her
Frooti-laced lips were on mine. We kissed for three seconds.
‘And now, before I realize the stupidity of what I have done, I am out of here,’
she said and opened the door. I was too dumbstruck to move.
DX @ www.desibbrg.com
Four boys from my dorm removed their ears from the door as Ananya pushed
the door open.
‘We were just locating our Frisbee,’ one of the four boys said.
‘It won’t be in this room. This boy only likes to study,; she said and walked out of my dorm.
I didn’t move an inch for five minutes. The remaining three minutes were spent
realizing that the hottest girl in the campus had kissed me. I didn’t know what I’d
done right. But I didn’t care. Maybe she had missed me too. Maybe it wasn’t such
a big deal for her. Maybe I was just imagining this and this hadn’t really
happened. Maybe I should stop dreaming like an idiot and run to her room. Maybe
I shouldn’t, as I had no idea what to do when I meet her. Maybe I should let a
night pass and talk to her in class tomorrow.
‘Don’t keep mentioning it,’ she said as the same lips that were on mine thirteen
hours and twenty-two minutes ago sipped tea during class break.
‘Yes, sure, OK….’ I had already thanked her seven times. I changed the topic.
‘The normal distribution is totally overrated,’ I said, referring to the statistics
class we had attended.
‘And don’t expect more,’ Ananya said.
‘More what?’ I said. She had brought the topic back now.
‘More meaning not anymore. Now, just back to what you said about the normal
curve,’ she said.
‘Sorry, only one clarification. By more you mean no more kisses or no more
than kissing?’
‘Can you stop it? We are in the middle of a class.’
‘But I am in the middle of a life crisis. Please tell me.’
DX @ www.desibbrg.com
‘Is that all you guys think about? We have to study all these normal curve
problems tonight.’
I looked at her and smiled.
‘Any jokes about curves and I will kill you,’ she promised as the bell rang for class.
DX @ www.desibbrg.com
7
Needless to say, one thing led to another and within two weeks we had sex. You
put a boy and girl in a room for a week and lots of boring books, and sparks are
sure to fly.
‘This is my first time,’ she said after we did it and pointed to her mother’s
picture on the wall. ‘And if she finds out, she will flip.’
‘We should cover these pictures when we do it. They freak me out,’ I said,
scanning her family members.
She laughed. ‘Was this your first time?’
‘I’d rather not talk about it,’ I said.
‘Did you have a girlfriend in IIT?’ She sat up to wear her top.
I kept quiet.
‘Did you have sex with a guy?’ Ananya asked eyebrows up.
‘No,’ I screamed and sat up. ‘Are you stupid? You, of all people, are asking me if I am gay.’
‘I heard they make you do all sorts of stuff in ragging.’
‘No, it wasn’t that bad. I had a girlfriend.’
‘Really?’ She blinked. ‘How come you never told me!’
‘I don’t want to talk about it. It’s over. It ended when I left college, two years ago.’
‘Why? Who was she? A student?’
‘Prof’s daughter.’
‘My, my, my! We have a stud here.’ Then, ‘Pretty? Prettier than me?’
I looked at Ananya. Why do women size each other up in looks so much?
‘Similar, though you are much smarter,’ I said.
‘Similar?’
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‘OK, you are better looking,’ I said. The girl who asks the question is the better looking one, always.
‘Thank you,’ she said as she stepped off the bed to wear her track pants. ‘Why
did it end?’
‘I sort of had a deal with her father.’
‘Father? What, he bought you out? Gave you a blank