Love story #12

Act of Love..,

Read Love story #11 for our previous encounter..,

Once Pavan leaves, Meera gets lost in thoughts on why she got mad about Janu being close to him. Even though he cleared the air on her being possessive is completely normal in relationships, she was wondering why it seemed so different to her.

Meera acting like a typical programmer started listing out the differences between Janu and herself. It was the difference between Cindrella and Harley Quinn. One is a shy mature girl where the other is a crazy tomboy. Nothing she could infer from it as the last point she wrote was Pavan loves me and treats Janu like a little sister.

Adding fuel to the fire, Janu had posted her stories of pictures that she shared with Pavan. It had Janu, Meera, Pavan, and her mom all smiling and posing in different places during the day while they were out shopping. All but the last one was different, it had only Janu and Pavan. It was a collage of both making funny and weird faces.

Meera opened her gallery and found the folder in which all his Whatsapp DP’s are saved. It had similar ones featuring him and Dhamu. On multiple occasions, Pavan had such images with Dhamu. She speaks to herself that maybe both Dhamu and Janu are similar in nature and it was normal that Pavan behaves the same with Janu.

Now, Meera is in a much deeper confusion about why he never does something like this with me? The paper in which she had written silly comparison was now filled with circles all over. Suddenly it strikes that he took such pictures with her also but she could not recollect when and where. She goes through her gallery yet failed to find the one she was looking for.

Eventually, the picture is in her WhatsApp images. The day he came to compromise her, he took pictures sitting by her bedside. In which, he was neither the composed mature guy she usually sees nor the charming romantic one he acts like when she is around. He was himself but in a different way. For a moment she started wondering if he pretends to be something else for making her happy. Or maybe I am the one who stops him from doing such things.

The clock struck 2 in the night and she finally realize what is that one thing that differed her from others. Meera always stayed as his lovely babygirl, a support in bad times, and pleasure in distress. But she never tried being his friend and do those playful acts. Playing online games with him or discuss about a girl passing by was never the case with Meera.

Even Janu and Pavan were pulling her legs together by pranks and all but where was the point in which Meera came out of her shell to do all these things that friends share. She started questioning herself what she had done in these years for a guy who strides long for her. She felt ashamed of herself for being too selfish, even though she isn’t the selfish uncaring one, some sort of guilty feeling crept into her heart.

3.30AM in the morning, Meera now cleared of the confusion got into another problem. What can she do that compensates the stupidy last night? Is it something she can easily find like choosing a dress from her wardrobe? “Hell NO”.

She goes to our Guruji for help. Opens google assistant and asks, “Mr.Google, please give ideas to surprise my boyfriend”. Google Ji in a fraction of second gives about 4,46,00,000 results including videos, links, and stupid Quora answers from silly Vadakkans.

The suggestions included a wide range of things to do, starting from visiting his place out of nowhere, gifting things he couldn’t afford, buying his favorite football team jersey, cooking for him, taking him to a game, beating him in his favorite video game, singing a song, framing your picture together, doing a TikTok, striptease and what not..,

Meera starts trying out one by one and the results are terrible. She was so bad at singing and worse in dancing. TikTok wasn’t his area of interest. Janu just gifted him a jersey yesterday. He doesn’t own a bike but she couldn’t afford it either. He’s not the cheap one expecting striptease or some expensive gifts from her.

And to her knowledge itself, he has one of his cabin drawers full of gifts from his trainees. Pandas, Key chains, Photo frames, Bracelets, multiple chocolates, and so on. Adding to it are the videos made of songs he likes, TikTok posts, stories of his pictures with long captions and texts.

Completely exhausted and running out of idea, she falls asleep sometime around 6-7. It being a Sunday, she wakes up late in the noon to see texts from him on checking her if she had anything to eat. After sharing the pleasantries, she sits with some snacks and a glass of juice in front of the TV.

She calls the one person who knows a bit more about him than her as per her knowledge. She finds it as an opportunity to get close to Dhamu as well and calls her asking for help. Both discuss to no use as his wishes and interests didn’t seem to differ from each others view. But being a part of him from childhood, Dhamu knows he had a crush on someone in school. A short period before she moved out of town. She also goes ahead to say that he wrote a letter for her and didn’t dare to give as it still lies on his cupboard.

That was enough for Meera. Though she was not so expressive through her actions, she was good with her words. She pens down a handwritten letter like the old days and posts it to his home address.

Days letter Priya receives it from the postman with flabbergasted face waiting for Pavan to reach home the following week.

To be continued..,