11th May 2008 3:15 PM
I reached Nadiad railway station and bought my ticket to Valsad…
My train was supposed to arrive at 4:00 PM so I had 45 minutes to do nothing, get bored and think about all the worldly affairs… In other words, I had 45 minutes to inform Monish that I was going home…
I was wondering if my relationship with him necessitated making that phone call…
Would he be expecting me to do that?
Was I answerable to him?
I was surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the railway station, but there was more commotion of thoughts within me….!!
My eyes were constantly on my cellphone. My heart wanted to let Monish know that I was going home…
This was not the first time I was facing such a dilemma.
My life had had so many such moments but a guy had never been the subject of such a dilemma.
Monish had kinda captured my heart.
I was aware of nothing much about him… I knew absolutely nothing about him.
In spite of all those facts, he seemed SPECIAL.
I was hoping for a call from him. I was badly wishing to meet him.
For the very first time, I did not want to go home.
I was not excited to get back home.
My room, my own bed, homemade food did not manage to attract me or excite me.
I wanted to stay back at Nadiad.
I did not meet Monish everyday…
I did not even talk to him everyday but knowing that Monish is in the same city as me MATTERED.
Amidst all those turbulent thoughts, my train arrived…
I got on the train and after 2 minutes of a very short halt, the train started moving…
As I was leaving Nadiad station, I was feeling very sad…
I was sad because I was going home- That was one of the strangest emotions I have faced in my life so far…. And that too despite knowing that I might not be so important to Monish…
That day as I was leaving back the air of Nadiad and approaching “VALSAD junction”, I realized what Monish meant to me…
We had not talked that often or even met frequently but the chaos around me was screaming the name of “MONISH” and my heart was whispering that name to me…
