Navin and Deepika were text buddies of sorts. They texted each other day in and day out, discussing utter crap and non-sense. They never had one proper face-to-face interaction. Just a breezy hi-bye now and then, often through facial expressions whenever their eyes met in the college campus.
It all started when Navin was heading a Public relations team for the college cultural fest and Deepika was one of his coordinators. Their conversations were mainly limited to the cultural fest work. Navin was a total introvert and Deepika, an even bigger one. They had to exchange numbers, quite an obvious thing to do whenever two people are working in the same team. Until the fest was over, they talked only when they had to discuss about the team’s work progress.
Navin was quite a persona himself. He was handsome, tall and a little brownish in color. For a third person, he would seem like the perfect ‘ladies man’ but actually he was nowhere close to it. He was shy and used to avoid verbal interactions most of the time. He preferred Facebook, Google talk and cell phone texting. He had this close group of friends whom he used to spend most of his time with. He was quite a different person when among them. They got to see a jubilant, energetic and funny Navin rather than the dull image what he had outside.
Deepika was divinely beautiful. She would perfectly fit the fairytale angel’s getup. She too was totally contrastive to what she looked. She was supposed to have a huge line of guys behind her, but she chose to be the ‘innocent childish girl’ always roaming with her specific set of girlfriends. College folk took it for something else and many guys gave up on her.
Navin spent most of his college life trying to bank in on a specific girl for his friends to tease with but never got to move forward with any of them. Once during a terrace liquor party, Navin got high and started pondering on what his problem was. Why he wasn’t getting to roam with a girl just like others. Even during the reign of his ‘high’ness, he spoke to himself. He never shared his feelings with anyone else. He used to listen to others’ crap but never spoke to anyone about himself. He suddenly picked up his cell phone and started messaging Deepika. What started off with a ‘Hi’, continued for long and they got to know well about each other. Next day, Navin was ‘dethroned’ and he never had felt an inch of the hangover.
The days that followed had the same master routine – exchanging ‘Good morning’, ‘Good afternoon’, ‘Good evening’ and ‘Good night’ messages and frequent updation of each others’ timely activities. They became quite close friends (or so to say atleast Navin felt it that way from his side)
The following is a phone call conversation between Navin and Deepika, on one cold night symbolic of perfect romantic weather, gentle breeze and sudden drop of temperature where you actually need to get some exterior warmth, when Navin scrolls down his contact list and touches ‘Deepika’ and presses the call button. The ring goes on but no one answers. The network finally gave up and so did Navin. He threw his costly touch phone on the bed and just when he was about to hit his hand on his forehead, the phone rings again and no prize for guessing, it was Deepika. But it was a missed call and just as the ‘normal’ guy does, Navin too, called her back….
Navin: Hello…
Deepika: Hey, you’d called?
Navin: Hmm… (gulping some saliva)
Deepika: Anything important?
Navin: Naah! Just felt like calling…
Deepika: Are you alright? What happened?
Navin: Nothing much, just felt like talking to you… No particular reason.
Deepika: Hmm…ok..
Navin: So, what were you doing? Why didn’t you pick my call?
Deepika: Sorry, was in my friend’s room…
Navin: So? Can’t you take your phone and go… Why is it called a ‘mobile phone’…So that you carry it along wherever you go. (Navin explained as if he was the first person in the world to crack such logic and no one else knew about it)
Deepika: Hmm…Ok…sorry!
Navin: Why sorry and all between us? (Although Navin told people not to use that word, he felt proud when people express their sorry and thanks to him) I was just kidding…
Deepika: So, what were you doing?
Navin: Nothing much, just came from dinner and I was thinking about you.
Deepika: Ahem… What about me?
Navin: Nothing…
Deepika: Tell na… What were you thinking?
Navin: Seriously, nothing. I just came into my room and laid on the bed when you came into my thoughts. Nothing further happened.
Deepika: Oh! Ok! Nice…
Navin: Hmm…
Deepika: Hmm…..
Navin: So what else?
Deepika: Nothing… You tell me..
Navin: (Why do they always do that..?) Hmm…you had dinner?
Deepika: No.
Navin: Why? Diet eh?
Deepika: (laughing) No no… Just like that.. Didn’t feel like having..
Navin: I had my dinner, thanks for asking. (Navin felt too high of himself uttering that dialogue when he suddenly realized that he had already told her that he finished his dinner..)
Deepika: Oh…Sorry for not asking…
Navin: (What is she?) You busy doing something?
Deepika: (Taking her fingers off her laptop) No, not at all… Why?
Navin: Just asked, because I already told you that I finished dinner and I scolded you for not asking.
Deepika: (Who gives a damn, let me think of some way to answer him back) Umm…
Navin: Fine, no worries. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.
Deepika: Hey, its not like that. Am sorry.
Navin: Again! I told you na not to say sorry. Its ok.
Deepika: Hmm…
Navin: Hey, has anyone told you how beautiful you look?
Deepika: (Startled, shit… another one comes) (trying not to instigate any wrong feelings) Yeah! Many have and I’m fed up hearing them. (Thinking, now this guy will never try on me)
Navin: (Shocked and with full sadness….) Oh! Okay…lets not talk about it then..
Deepika: (Thank God!) Hmm..
Navin: By the way, one of the main reasons I called up was to appreciate your efforts on working for the PR team. You really did a good job.
Deepika: Thanks! And I remember you saying that you called me up because I came in your thoughts….
Navin: (OMG! She’s good) You caught me! But actually I was just testing you you know…
Deepika: Yeah right! (giggling)
Navin: (He loved her every expression, her voice, and he blushed) Hehe (laughing just because she did) So tell me about your love life? How many crushes have you had?
Deepika: (OMG, not again!) Hmm…
Navin: If its too personal, you really don’t have to… Its ok… I’ll understand.. (Navin spoke in a low tone)
Deepika: (feeling for letting him down) Hey, come on, its ok. You are close enough for me to tell you all this.
Navin: (Overjoyed, yaay…she considers me close) Thanks dear! (Oops, where did that dear come from)
Deepika: (Blushing) You are welcome. (she wanted to use sweetheart, but something stopped her from saying that)
Navin: So, continue…sorry start! (I’m such an….)
Deepika: (giggling) Yeah, so I’ve had many relationships in the past but none of them stood for long. They all wanted the same thing. Getting physical. I started hating guys after 3 of them did the same. From then on, I’ve been roaming around with girls and never gave the space for a guy.
Navin: Oh! That’s sad. But you know all guys aren’t like that. I mean, at least I’m not. I look for a girl who has both looks and character and I will never force anyone to get…. (Why am I telling all this to her..)
Deepika: Get physical… You are one good boy, Navin. Wish all guys were like you only.
Navin: (feeling proud of himself) Hmm..
Deepika: So how many relationships have you had before?
Navin: (Why is she asking this?) To be frank, none. I’ve never got the perfect girl. (Though the actual reason was that he never approached anyone before not even to an extent like how he’s talking to Deepika)
Deepika: That is sad. How am I for an example? (Oh shit! Why did I ask him this..)
Navin: (Getting the feeling that she is falling for him) Hmm… (let me try hit on her too) You are the perfect one, you know. (How will she know, I don’t know why I keep using this) I mean you are THE perfect one. You have it all in you. Looks, character, everything.
Deepika: How cute Navin. Thank you sooooo much! I’ll never forget you!
Navin: (wow, this girl is falling too soon, my luck) Welcome sweet heart!
Deepika: You know, we’ve spoken for almost an hour and a half now! I’ve never spoken to a person for so long… (that was a lie)
Navin: (Feeling so proud) Hmm…
Suddenly the call got cut. Navin checked the call info. They had spoken for 1h30mins and then realized that the call gets cut automatically. Navin wanted to test whether she would call back.
So she did!
Navin picked up the phone.
Deepika: Navin!
Navin: Yeah!
Deepika: I guess the call might have got cut automatically.
Navin: (But how did she know it, she told me it was her longest call ever…. Navin pacified himself by thinking….She might have spoken to her parents for so long) Yeah! You are brilliant! (giggling)
Deepika: (not realizing that Navin had almost spotted her lie…) Not like that. Just an intuition.
Navin: Whatever it is… My verdict stands! (giggling) You know, I was actually having a headache but it all vanished after talking to you. (Come on Navin, how much will she know…)
Deepika: Oh! Is it? (no it isn’t, Navin was lying…of course it is..or at least you have to believe that it is…) I feel so proud, Navin!
Navin: (closing his eyes, she’s so awesome…hmm…Navin was cutting through cloud 9) I love you! (Did I just say that to her…OMG I’m dead)
Deepika: Pardon? Did u say something? (She hinted that it were those 3 words which she’d heard possibly a hundred times from a hundred different guys before)
Navin: No. Nothing. My headache was pestering me.
Deepika: But you said that this conversation made it vanish… (she was indeed too experienced)
Navin: (Shit, I told her that dialogue already…how to escape how to escape, come on Navin…you can do it) Oh! Sorry…I meant my roommate…he is back… he is such a headache! (Heaving a sigh of relief… Navin you are a genius…)
Deepika: So…..guess you can’t talk any more…. (She wanted to cut down the call so that her balance doesn’t get wasted…)
Navin: (Not checking on the hidden motive…) Yeah, I’m so sorry but it was awesome fun talking to you. Thank you. I’ve never been this happy.
Deepika: You’re welcome dear! Thanks to you too…
Navin: (Asserting to himself that she’s also into him…) Good night! Sleep tight… Bye.. Take care…
Deepika: Good night! (She cut the call…Huff… Finally… What a torture he was… she opened her laptop lid and got back to chatting with her similar ‘fallen’ friends…)
Navin still had the phone in his hands and whispered, ‘I love you!’ even though he knew the call was finished. He was delighted and his mood changed totally.
It took him days to realize that all along it was always – ‘One Sided!’ What followed is something common today! Booze, Fag and total upheaval of faith over the opposite sex! (Be different, don’t follow suit. So what if you fail, you never know, there are always other flowers in the garden) 
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