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    I was still mulling over my feelings for Preeti the next day at work when my boss asked to speak to me.

    I went over to his cabin and he started with the usual greetings, asking how work was going and whether I was comfortable. He then told me that the company wanted to send me to New York for a couple of years.
    Normally, this wouldn't have made much of a difference to me. I could work anywhere and didn't have too much love for visiting places foreign.

    But right then, the first thought that came to me was that I'd be away from Preeti for two whole years. Twenty-four hours before, I'd have been disappointed to lose her company. But right then, I was devastated.
    That was when I knew I was in love with her. I'd had crushes before. Lots of them. But this was different.

    "Do you have any problem in going?" my boss asked, since I hadn't responded.

    "Not really," I replied. What else could I say? That I was in love, and couldn't bear the separation?

    "When do I have to leave?"

    I had a month.

    "Wow! New York! Great! I've heard it's a fantastic city! Did you know it snows there in winter?" Preeti was obviously very excited about my going. She didn't seem to share my disappointment on what I now saw
    as 'separation'.

    I had not decided then if I was going to tell her how I felt. We'd known each other for a little over a year, and we were very close, but beyond some mild flirting, the relationship had never got even close to romantic. That was, of course, until I found out she had spent a week baking me a cake. It's funny how small things seem to
    make such a big difference.

    "What happened?" she asked. "You don't seem very happy."

    "Oh," I replied, "it's just that it's so sudden, that's all. And you know I was never all that interested in going to America."

    "What an idiot. Go see the place. I've heard the women there are amazingly beautiful." She had a sly smile on her face. I wanted to tell her I didn't care if I laid my eyes on another woman again, if she wasn't with me. But I didn't.

    I realized that I only had another month with her. She'd rejected every guy who'd asked her out ever since I'd known her. I didn't want the same to happen to me, and I didn't want to make it awkward between us. I didn't want to risk that month. I wanted it to be the best time I had ever spent with her. After I came back from the US, I might not even get to meet her again. Two years was a long time.

    We ate out almost every night. We visited some of the best restaurants in the city. She also helped me shop for warm clothes, formalwear, shoes, toothpaste and a million things I'd never have thought of on my own.

    "You need to buy a nail-cutter." My roommates and I shared one.

    "I've prepared a list of must-have medicines that you should carry."

    "Your iron won't work in the US. No point buying one here as you need one that works at a hundred and ten volts and has flat pins. You can buy one at a K-Mart or Wal-Mart as soon as you get there."

    "You need at least two pairs of formal shoes and at least ten pairs of dark socks. The East Coast has a formal dress code. And you won't do your laundry more than once a week or two."

    "How many ties do you have? And which trousers do your blazers go with?"

    "Better get a haircut before you leave from here. Knowing you, you'll postpone the first haircut for too long."

    She'd call me up at one in the morning to tell me to add 'one more item' to my list.

    And with every passing day, I was falling more deeply in love with her.

    The month swept by quickly. The day I was supposed to leave, I asked her to come with me to the airport. "Of course, dumbo. You think I'd let you go just like that, or what?"

    After packing my bags for me and checking the lists for the hundredth time, she finally pronounced me "Good to go."

    To be continued ......
    Sach is Life..

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    hey i feel that i have already read this one( or this sort)....

    SS: plz no tragedy ending
    Sarva dharman parithyajya mamekam sharanam vraja, aham thva sarvapapebhyo mokshayishyami ma suchaha

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    A premonition?
    Eager to watch the trends of the world & to nurture in the youth who carry the future world on their shoulders a right sense of values.

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    Quote Originally Posted by pavalamani pragasam
    A premonition?
    Letz see flow....
    Sarva dharman parithyajya mamekam sharanam vraja, aham thva sarvapapebhyo mokshayishyami ma suchaha

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    I've read this story. It's a tragedy

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    suga raagam sogam dhaanae...
    Sach is Life..

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    SS... route-a maathungaa....

    see i was rite.. kudos to ARTHI .... i know the ending.....

    plz murali maadiri erukara HERO-va.... YOUTH-a vara VIJAY-a maathunga :P
    Sarva dharman parithyajya mamekam sharanam vraja, aham thva sarvapapebhyo mokshayishyami ma suchaha

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    nee kaettu, naan maruppaenaa...
    Sach is Life..

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    gud boy :P
    Sarva dharman parithyajya mamekam sharanam vraja, aham thva sarvapapebhyo mokshayishyami ma suchaha

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    We reached the airport four hours early to beat the rush, because it was an international flight. She got a visitor's pass to sit in the waiting area while I went ahead and checked-in my bags. Preeti had got a spring balance from somewhere and so we knew my bags were well within the weight limit. I finished the formalities and came to sit with her. We had only a few hours before I had to go for my ecurity-check. We decided to get something to eat at the food court. And all the time, the one thing that was going through my head was that, after this, I wouldn't see her or at least another two years.

    "Hey, Champ. Why so glum?" She saved 'Champ' for special days.

    Normally, it was just 'dumbo', 'bozo', 'ape-man', 'matchstick man', 'weirdo',
    or if she was very irritated with me, 'nutcase'.

    "I don't want to go," I said.

    "I don't want you to go either."

    "No, you don't understand." I couldn't hold it in any longer. "I can't stand the thought of living without you by my side."

    She stared at me. There was a strange look in her eyes. I couldn't read it.

    "I am madly in love with you, Preeti."

    At this, a sound escaped her lips that sounded like a cross between a sob and a laugh. "Well, dumbo, you've picked an absolutely fabulous time to tell me about it!"

    A tear escaped her eyes. It was all I could do to stop myself from wiping it off her cheeks.

    "How long have you felt this way?" She seemed amused, though she was definitely crying. I didn't know what to make of it.

    "From the day I found out you had baked me a cake."

    She laughed. "That's all it took? Well, bozo, I guess a way to a man's heart is certainly through his stomach! Hold it. A month? You waited a month? You were the one who kept saying that if you really liked a girl you wouldn't waste a day in telling her!" She was smiling widely now. It looked funny, with her eyes all wet.

    "Well, I was confused. How did I know how you'd react? In fact, I still don't understand your reaction. I thought it would change things between us.
    You've rejected every guy who ever proposed to you!""That's because I'm in love with you, you overgrown idiot!"

    "What?" Somehow, I'd never expected her to say that. She was in love with me? "How long have you been in love with me?"

    "Ever since the day you offered to carry my suitcase for me."

    "But that was the first day I met you!"

    "I guess I was always a sucker for chivalry."

    "All this time you've been in love with me and you never said anything! Then you go and complain that I waited a month!"

    "You guys are so bad at reading a girl's mind."

    "You women are so good at keeping your thoughts a secret! Even Einstein couldn't figure you out."

    "Einstein was a nerd. Casanova, on the other hand, understood us very well."

    "I love you."

    "I know."

    That moment, my dear friends, was magic. I looked into her eyes and took her hands in mine. Physical contact for us had been limited, until then,to a punch in the arm, a slap on the back of the head, or giving each other a 'high five'.

    "You realize, don't you," she said, "that this is our first date?" Leave it to her to notice the little things.

    "I really don't want to go." I'd always maintained that love is a bucketful of emotions. I wasn't exactly delighted to be proved right. "Don't worry. I'm coming there in a couple of months."

    "How? On a dependent visa?"

    She laughed. "For that, I'll have to wait, won't I? I've got a project in New Jersey."

    I couldn't believe my ears. "What? When did that happen? You never even told me!"

    "Well, I wasn't sure you'd propose before you left. And I couldn't exactly sacrifice you to those New York women, could I? I had to watch out for myself. So I went on a project-hunting spree. There is an opportunity coming up for a project in about two months. Someone is coming back to India, so I'll be taking his place. They want me
    there for a little less than two years." She was beaming. "I realized I had struck gold!"

    "And if I'd not told you how I felt? When were you planning on telling me about it?"

    "Around a month before I reached there. I had to make it look natura. Or you'd think I was desperate."

    "Well, you are desperate!" This was incredible. All I'd done in the past month had been to mope around, listen to sad songs and write her letters that I never intended her to read. "You've been scheming all this while! How come you didn't lay a trap for me a year ago?"

    "I tried giving you hints, dumbo, but you just wouldn't pay attention!"
    She was laughing. "You're the only guy I ever spent any time with. Wasn't that a big enough hint?"

    That was true. She would happily join a group of boys to go to a cricket match, but I now realized, only if I was one of them.

    "What if I had rejected you?" I was extremely flattered that she'd been crazy about me for a year. My ego was swelling.

    "You must be kidding!" she was clearly amused. "I get proposed to every few days. You are the one who's been rejected more times in the last year than I can count on two pairs of hands!"

    She really knew how to burst my bubble.

    "Hey," she said softly, "don't look so dejected. I said 'Yes', didn't I?"

    I grinned. "Yes, you did. And you've made me a very happy man. But
    you know what would make me even happier?"

    "What?"

    "If you learn to cook as good as you bake cakes."

    So she punched me in the arm again.

    :P
    Sach is Life..

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