𝐀𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ✔

🌞US days INDIAN nights🌚

goodbye before the network got disconnected.

The plane took off.

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Shelton, Washington, USA

Day One

. It was Saturday evening, around 7.30 p.m., when I checked into my hotel. At the

reception, while making the payment with a few travelers' cheques, I made sure my room had an

Internet connection.

The bellboy helped me up to my room on the first floor. I handed over a dollar bill to him, then

entered my room, leaving my baggage at the door itself, and rushed to open my laptop bag and go

online at once. I logged into  messenger. Yes, that was the very first thing I did.

It was early morning in India and I knew avni would be waiting for me.

And she really was.

We'd decided earlier that this was the time we would be on chat. Though, because I'd expected a

shorter journey, I was somewhat late. And after the eight hour journey from Delhi to Heathrow, then three hours , the eight hours from Heathrow to New York and the two hours, by cab, from

New York to Shelton,  neil was severely jet-lagged.

But those twenty four hours of not being able to talk to her overrode everything else.

She was delighted to see me online. And so was I. But her delight was greater which is why she

wrote so many messages in a fraction of second:

Heyyy .... neilu ... you there..

How r u ... when did u reach.

How was your journey?

Where are you now? You there?

BUZZ

And I didn't reply, just asked her, 'Did u miss me?'

'Soooooo much dear. And You ...?'

'Hmmm ... I will let you know but first switch on your speakers and accept the voice chat

request.'

I told her everything about my journey-the flights, the transit, the passengers and how I missed her

amid everything. She told me how she spent her entire day without talking to me. Even her family

realized how much she was missing me. Hearing each other's voice after an entire day was so ...

touching. This had never happened in the past six months. We kept talking for a long time and it was

only when the electricity went off in delhi and her UPS, too, gave up that we finally bade

goodbye.

Which was when I realized that I should take off my shoes (which I was wearing since the day

before), should bring my luggage (which was still in the gallery) into my room and that, in the haste

to talk to her, I had left my wallet at the reception.

Day Three

It was a Monday (OGIM-Oh God, it's Monday!). My first day at my client's office.

In the office, I first met with all my colleagues from buisness who'd arrived onsite before me-

some old faces and some new. In foreign lands, we Indians always tend to look for fellow Indians

first. And I am, proudly, one such Indian.

In the next few hours, we introduced  to our partners and vice versa. More than

their faces, I was trying to remember the way to the cafeteria, to the conference rooms and, of

course, to the restrooms.

Very soon, I was occupied with my work. My weekdays passed in the office, working along with

my client, meeting with different buisnessman, calls and enjoying different lunches in the

cafeteria. In the evenings, I used to go back to my hotel and study for the next meeting . Often, I used to cook

my dinner too. (To be honest, there was nothing to cook. I just heated the frozen eatables.)

But, no matter what I did, she was always on my mind.

I missed her in my US days and she missed me in her Indian nights. She missed me in her Indian

days and I missed her in my US nights. Life wasn't too easy. We couldn't call each other whenever we

wished. Twice a day, we were on chat: my mornings, after I woke up and before she went to bed; my

nights, before I slept and after she woke up.

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HOW'S IT?

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