PART 2: ~SIDE EFFECTS OF LOVE~

One fine Thursday, I had my biology and mathematics classes back to back. I was very happy that day, because then I could spend nearly six hours with my lady gorgeous. It was 6:30 in the evening; I was accompanying her from the biology class to our mathematic class. She kept on groaning the same old story about studies and tuitions and school and studies. But I was never bored of hearing it. I don’t know why but girls have that extra-ordinary power in them which make even their foolish talk interesting. In fact you don’t get bored even if they continue their blether for hours. So, there I was nearly close to our mathematics tuition.  We were close to our tuition gates when she said – “He’s that guy, I fell in love with”.

                                I couldn’t see the boys face in the dark, but his white dress flashed in my eyes. I asked, “Who is he?”

                “My ex-boyfriend, Uttam”, she whispered

                “Damn! He looks funny”, I pranked, even when I couldn’t see him. I was never as happy when I heard the word “Ex”. I was never someone’s ‘ex’ maybe that was the main reason that made me happy. I don’t know maybe still I don’t want to know... I do better not know many answers to my life. Maybe knowing all the answers to life can really make one’s life really miserable.

                “We had breakup nearly a year ago”, she said.

I put on a blank expression on my face so that she could not get a glimpse of my feelings for her. That night I asked her all about how they broke up, what she liked in him, why he did not make it, just to make sure I did not make the same mistakes. The next day I was off for school, when I returned I saw my cell phone registered four missed calls from an unknown number. I was always excited when I got calls from unknown numbers which often turned out to be the customer care calling me to have lousy song as my caller tune. But even still it didn’t lose my interest in unknown numbers. I was excited; could this be a girl’s number?? Am I into something? I had passed my 10^th standard and still didn’t have a girlfriend, while my friends were working on their fourth breakup. I had become desperate for a girl in my life. I never wished for any physical relations with anybody, but the loneliness was killing me.

                The numbers flashed in my screen... I couldn’t wait, I dialed.

“Hello...?” said a mainly voice from the other side of the phone. My heart sank; I disconnected the call, and cursed my luck.

“Tringgg……” the polyphonic ringtone in my cell phone rang up.

“Hello, who is it? I asked.

“I am Uttam”.

“Who Uttam”? , I had practically forgotten his name, and tried hard to recollect it but to utter failure.

“Uttam, Baishakhi’s boyfriend”, he said.

“Oh! Now I remember,”I mumbled

“Boyfriend or Ex-boyfriend?”I said in rough voice.

“I still love her I don’t know what she things, but I still consider myself as her …….?”

The other side of the phone continued.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“Can you meet me today?” he asked.

“I am busy, for such nonsense”, I said pretty roughly and hung up.

        Meanwhile, I had been telling Baisakhi that I had a girlfriend long back, her name was Tina who had died in a car accident, and that Baishakhi’s eyes were exactly the same. But I don’t know why, but she knew from beneath that I was bluffing, but still she gulped it in

“Trinnnnggggg……..”My phone rang again.

“Hello who’s it?”

“Why did you disconnect the phone”, said a voice which was making ruthless efforts to meet me.

“I can’t meet you today, I will any other day, and I have tuitions. Got to go. Bye”, I said.

“Why do you fear me?  I am not going to harm you. I just need to talk to you “.

Now, these words heated me up! Did he just think that he could something to me and be alive? My blood started boiling. “Meet me on 5 at Hastings’s park”, I said hung up. I met him that day. He was a sharp faced guy, almost my figure, but a bit taller. I remember well, I was in an orange full sleeve hooders and he was in a white shirt which made him look as if he was returning from office. He was accompanied by a fat slut who owned ambassador by his dad’s grace.

The peaceful conversion lasted a few minutes and soon he was treating me to stay away from her. Nevertheless I didn’t fell to assure him of serious consequences if he didn’t resent staying away from my life. The conversation what so ever ended with both of us screaming to each other – “Let’s see? what happens”.