#debsaristories

Yeh pyar kya hotha hai.. with innocent face is what I ask ---- NOT!!! Nope I am more the bro type than babe type!

As bettu and I were busy getting ready for school, patideb came down and said today's Valentine's day. Wow! Good job bhai saab. For the one that forgets our zipcode (he once called me when I was at work asking for this, I did share the zipcode but told him.. bhai saab you could have googled for this info btw. Duh) If he remembered something, that means universal commotion is gonna happen.

But then I know to decrypt his encrypted communications. He actually is wishing from the bottom of his heart that he is celebrating love. That's what it is. Ye, we have this weird communication mechanism where what we mean actually isn't flowery when we say it if at all. Sometimes we yell stupid, idiot even though we actually mean love at the time. Reminds me of our past when each of us were running high on "mujhe kisi ka ehsaan nahi chahiye" hormone.

He to himself - "My foot. I am not the type to splurge money to have a girlfriend. The one who loves me should do so even when I have nothing"
Me to myself - "Huh. I dont get a penny from any guy I don't need a favor from them. I am good on my own and dont wanted to be treated as candy. The one that will love me should love me straight from heart not by show(er)ing material stuff"

When we started off as colleagues our own egos of the independent people we were was running high. One day after work a bunch of us got on to the same bus. It was damn crowded and I wasnt able to take money out. The debsaab had 5/- in hand and he bought my 2/- ticket and his 3/- ticket. I got down at iffco Chowk, and he at the last stop, Sadar Bazar bus adda, Gurgaon.

He to himself- there you go. One more of the female species with an excuse to borrow money from a guy. She could have taken it out in her hand BEFORE getting on to the bus. Bahane kaheen ke!
Me to myself- cursing myself. Idiot you are. You had to ask a guy for favour when you could have very well be prepared. Stupid last time you make this mistake. I saved that bus ticket as a lesson.

Next day morning I showed up at work earlier and walked to his desk. He had that sly smile that meant- 'now what? I wont spend even one more paisa on you' types. I took out my 5/- note and gave to him. I said 'if you dont have 3/- change right now, that's fine.... lunch break mein de dena in cafeteria'. I walked away. Only for both of us to walkin forever into our lives.

Today we gave ourselves everything we wanted wished and blessed with. We gave ourselves a beautiful gift in bettu. We gave ourselves a great family, both sets of parents, laughter, memories and contentment. He gave me a bestie in ma.

Few years later when we knew, only each of us could tolerate the other, he had once taken ma to mall to get me a Valentine's day gift. It was a teddy bear. Ma told me later that when she picked a perfect teddy. He said "no! He picked a slightly chubby, winky, innocent, stubby nosed, clumsy one.. and said this is it- cute and real, not plastic and perfect. Just like her, just what I want because I am not perfect either"

Oh btw karma works! Forget the bus ticket. He pays every life damn ticket of my life today (not quite, sort of.. you know what I mean? You got it right? Ok, money isnt mine or yours at Deb's. Its always ours.. ) Satin crepe white red saree my vday uniform for two years in row with a colorful blouse. Celebrate love. Each day. Every day. ❤❤❤

#houseofblouse