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Not a random call...
This is the best part of my life when I was small kid studying in 6th grade. That was Sunday evening I was so bored to do any stuff. I wandered in the garden, I quarrelled with my young brother and so on. Being so full of time doing shitty things and feeling useless I went to dad's room and took his phone and started dialing random numbers. I called many random numbers and I heard their confused voices and I felt amazed. I kept doing this for hour and I decided to do last call for the day I randomly dialed a number and called that fellow meanwhile my dad came into room and being afraid I kept that phone aside as dad went out I took the phone and a boy was screaming hellllooooo hellooo I started giggling. He stopped saying hello and so I stopped giggling. Then I started saying hello and he copied me he started laughing. I got angry and asked him why he was laughing. He said, He was upset for the whole day and suddenly someone sounded like a rabbit so he felt like smiling.. We talked for 15 mins on sunday and then I discontinued the call as my dad wanted the phone.
I know it was so thrilling to call someone stranger and talk for moment but it didn't felt like stranger. I was small I found it interesting. Next day he called me. And luckily I was playing games on mobile. I received the call and I was like "Hello heyaa hii" and he just continued laughing and I got it that he was him. Then again we talked for minutes it really felt good. we used to talk about school parents, daily routines.. But the shocking thing was that, even after 4/5 conversations on calls we didn't asked each others name. And one day finally we asked out about our names!! His name was Rehaan. He was one year older than me and we both used to live in different cities so there was no chance of meeting each other. For months we continued talking hiding from parents. We started sharing secrets to each other, enjoying each others company. Slowly it became a habit. It was clearly not differentiated between friends or more than friends.
One day he asked me to send a picture of mine and I denyed I said what if I'm ugly you will quit the friendship? and he replied me,"ofcourse not sweetie. If you don't want to send it, its fine I like talking with you. And I can feel your beauty reflected by your words." I was really so happy to have Rehaan as my friend because it was so different having a friend but still a stranger with whom you can share everything. And then a best day came that was my birthday! So I went to school everyone wished me, lots of gifts and wishes. And I was waiting rehaan to call me. But he didn't called me on our regular timings. At night 9pm a call came. And my dad asked to take a call because my friend was there on call. I went in the hall and took the phone... And the voice came it was him!! Rehaan!! And he said to me to be quiet and listen everything..And he started..' I'm sorry i know the day has come to end and I'm calling you now but my mom took my phone as exams are going to get started and I did lots of efforts to get my phone but I didn't got it so finally I came out and I'm calling you from local . I wish you happiest birthday. And on this beautiful day I want to confess one more thing and that is..I love you! '
Me being standing in the hall everyone sitting beside me I was really shocked what to answer . I don't know with which feelings I was conquered at that time but being nervous I dropped down the flower vase and everyone starred at me. I cut the call and went in my room saying sorry.
That day I tried to sleep but I was not unable to do so. I was confused with my feelings. I didn't answered him for almost a month and he being so caring always called me from anywhere locals or taking his friends phone till he gets his phone back. He never forced me to answer.
Slowly and steadily even I realised that I love Rehaan. And one day I decided to confess this thing to Rehaan I told Rehaan that on sunday I'm going to tell you one special thing in my life. He was so curious to know. As the sunday morning aroused . being so excited I went to dad in his room to take the phone but my dad was not in the home he went for some work. The minutes which I waited my dad to come home felt like years to me.. And at evening when dad came back he was stressed and worried . Everyone of us asked him about whats the matter. He said that in the afternoon a old lady on the street asked me for a phone as she wanted to call someone urgently. so I gave the phone and I went to Atm shop close to it. Meanwhile I listened that lady screaming I went out and she started crying and she said that a thief robbed the phone. So its just I gave a complaint about it in police station and came home.
So in that phase I was sad that dad lost his phone but I was crying because I didn't had Rehaan's phone number to call him back through any means .And I'm so weak at learning numbers so I didn't even recollect his number. It took 3/4 days and the cops said that they can't find the phone.
I remember the phone calls and I really miss Rehaan. That was something so pure and pious. We both have never seen each other. Still we falled in love for each other. The feeling got stuck in my heart that too unconfessed. I just wanted Rehaan to know how much even I love him but this was the cruelest reality.We lived the moments but we wished to name it and grow it. Everything got vanished. It was not a random call it was the connection!
To be continued...
#innocence
#cute
#love
#pure
#heartbroken
I know it was so thrilling to call someone stranger and talk for moment but it didn't felt like stranger. I was small I found it interesting. Next day he called me. And luckily I was playing games on mobile. I received the call and I was like "Hello heyaa hii" and he just continued laughing and I got it that he was him. Then again we talked for minutes it really felt good. we used to talk about school parents, daily routines.. But the shocking thing was that, even after 4/5 conversations on calls we didn't asked each others name. And one day finally we asked out about our names!! His name was Rehaan. He was one year older than me and we both used to live in different cities so there was no chance of meeting each other. For months we continued talking hiding from parents. We started sharing secrets to each other, enjoying each others company. Slowly it became a habit. It was clearly not differentiated between friends or more than friends.
One day he asked me to send a picture of mine and I denyed I said what if I'm ugly you will quit the friendship? and he replied me,"ofcourse not sweetie. If you don't want to send it, its fine I like talking with you. And I can feel your beauty reflected by your words." I was really so happy to have Rehaan as my friend because it was so different having a friend but still a stranger with whom you can share everything. And then a best day came that was my birthday! So I went to school everyone wished me, lots of gifts and wishes. And I was waiting rehaan to call me. But he didn't called me on our regular timings. At night 9pm a call came. And my dad asked to take a call because my friend was there on call. I went in the hall and took the phone... And the voice came it was him!! Rehaan!! And he said to me to be quiet and listen everything..And he started..' I'm sorry i know the day has come to end and I'm calling you now but my mom took my phone as exams are going to get started and I did lots of efforts to get my phone but I didn't got it so finally I came out and I'm calling you from local . I wish you happiest birthday. And on this beautiful day I want to confess one more thing and that is..I love you! '
Me being standing in the hall everyone sitting beside me I was really shocked what to answer . I don't know with which feelings I was conquered at that time but being nervous I dropped down the flower vase and everyone starred at me. I cut the call and went in my room saying sorry.
That day I tried to sleep but I was not unable to do so. I was confused with my feelings. I didn't answered him for almost a month and he being so caring always called me from anywhere locals or taking his friends phone till he gets his phone back. He never forced me to answer.
Slowly and steadily even I realised that I love Rehaan. And one day I decided to confess this thing to Rehaan I told Rehaan that on sunday I'm going to tell you one special thing in my life. He was so curious to know. As the sunday morning aroused . being so excited I went to dad in his room to take the phone but my dad was not in the home he went for some work. The minutes which I waited my dad to come home felt like years to me.. And at evening when dad came back he was stressed and worried . Everyone of us asked him about whats the matter. He said that in the afternoon a old lady on the street asked me for a phone as she wanted to call someone urgently. so I gave the phone and I went to Atm shop close to it. Meanwhile I listened that lady screaming I went out and she started crying and she said that a thief robbed the phone. So its just I gave a complaint about it in police station and came home.
So in that phase I was sad that dad lost his phone but I was crying because I didn't had Rehaan's phone number to call him back through any means .And I'm so weak at learning numbers so I didn't even recollect his number. It took 3/4 days and the cops said that they can't find the phone.
I remember the phone calls and I really miss Rehaan. That was something so pure and pious. We both have never seen each other. Still we falled in love for each other. The feeling got stuck in my heart that too unconfessed. I just wanted Rehaan to know how much even I love him but this was the cruelest reality.We lived the moments but we wished to name it and grow it. Everything got vanished. It was not a random call it was the connection!
To be continued...
#innocence
#cute
#love
#pure
#heartbroken
