It’s Still Complicated: …because I Am Still Waiting Read Online Free PDF Page A

expressing her views towards me…
    “Ok, now we will talk later, I have to help mumma with her work. Good Night,”
    Hearing this I was very angry with her elder sister Kavya, Can’t she help her mom in the household work, why is it always Megha?? But I had to say ‘Love you’ and let her go.
    “I Love You!”
    “Love you too.” and she disconnected the call running toward the kitchen…
    10th April, 2009 (One-to-One)
    After waiting the whole month of March because of her exams for the 11th Standard, this was the day when we met ‘One-to-one’ for the first time. The place was Japanese Park, which is also known as Lovers Point, because on weekdays, a lot of couples can be seen there, walking hand in hand or doing their love making scenes.
    I was waiting for her outside the park, it was a sunny day and there was not much rush in the park. Finally she came in a rickshaw which she must have hired from the Rohini West Metro Station. She was looking stunning in her sky blue top and black jeans. We went inside the park and made ourselves comfortable near a beautiful pond. I was looking at her continuously, and could not take my eyes off her smiling face. I was captivated by those strands of her beautiful silky hair falling on her shoulders covering her ears and cheeks, and she was moving her hair behind her ear looking at me.
    To break the silence and to distract me from looking at her constantly, she asked me, “Did I come late?”
    “A couple of minutes, but it doesn’t matter. I can wait for you for my whole life,” I said, helping her hair behind her ear this time.
    “What do you like the most in me?” she asked.
    “I like your hair, and I feel like… I feel like putting my head on your lap and getting the shadow of your lovely hair on my face…”
    There was complete silence once again, I was looking at her, and felt myself spellbound in her beauty and could not resist myself holding her hand and saying, “Will you be mine forever?”
    She smiled and answered… “Yes I’ll be…”
    We both kept on looking at each other madly in love for a few more minutes and then I asked her about her school and her friends…
    And we know when a girl starts speaking on something which she likes or dislikes the most; it’s difficult for us to stop her. She kept on telling me about her school, her friends, her cousins and I don’t remember a single word of what she had explained to me in the last one hour, as I was lost in her and at the end she suddenly asked me, ‘Isn’t it so?”
    “What?” I asked showing her that I was paying attention to what she had, but I missed the last line…
    “I am getting late and my mumma would shout if I don’t reach home in time…”
    “Oh! Then let me drop you at the metro station…”
    I dropped her at the metro station and took the same rickshaw to my apartment. I called her after few hours and said… I have written something for you.
    “Written something?? Oh the poem, which you promised to me that you would write for me…”
    “Yes, just check your mail,”
    “I am just checking it, hang on…” and she read it aloud on the phone…
    The Girl I Love

    I love a girl
    For me she is precious than a pearl I love her beauty
    As she is my cutie I love her charm
    Feel lonely without her arms I love her innocently
    She believes it decently I love her hair
    So silky, so fair I love her eyes
    Beautiful like butterflies I love her lips
    Soft like roses leaves She is just like a doll
    Like a gold found in the mine of coal She is my princess
    Often like to wear new dresses She is my life
    And I pray to god that She becomes my wife…

    “Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! You are so sweet and I love you for this, awesome… muaaahhh…” I could hear her kiss and she was very happy.
    I felt very good that she liked the poem and moreover in her happiness lies, my happiness. I asked her, “Would you do me a favor in return?”
    “Yes, tell me what could I do for you?”
    “Send