Love is cute – 7


“Love is cute, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, it was. Until you spoiled it for me.”

“You know something, ‘it ain’t over until it’s over.’ ”

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean, baby..”

“Oh boy.. Stop, stop, stop, stop it right there. You are living in one big disillusioned world. I am so over you. And stop calling me baby. You lost the right of calling me affectionately, a long ago.”

“Yeah, right.”

“What? You don’t believe me?”

“Yeah, I don’t. :)”

“Phew. You and your co*ky attitude. This is what I always hated in you. Thank god, I don’t have to bear it anymore.”

“Uh-huh.. :)”

“Agh! What are you smiling so much for?”

“Because am seeing my most prized possession after such long a gap, for starters! 😉
And, umm, nothing.. It’s just that, in the time that we haven’t been really talking to each-other, you’ve been stalking me. Okay, may be, stalking isn’t the right word, let’s just say, you’ve been following me…virtually. So, uh.. I was just thinking that may be you still wanted to know stuff about me, about what I was feeling, what I was doing and where I was going… and uh….with whom.

“Shut up! What do I care? I don’t care where you go and with whomsoever you go. I am least bothered.”

“Yeah, your red cheeks totally complement your statement.”

“God, don’t get started again with that co*ky attitude of yours. My cheeks go red when I am angry too.”

“Well, alright, then. Accept my apologies for disturbing and angering you. I just assumed that…”

“And your assumption was wrong.”

“Alright. Bye, then. Good day, miss! :)”

“Well, now that I’ve seen you, I doubt if I will have a good day today. Or for the next few days.”

“Ouch. Accept my apologies for showing you my face and spoiling your day. Days, actually.”

“Gah! Just let me go, man! And, if possible, just don’t show that bloody face of yours. Ever again.”

“There you go, bab….I mean, miss. You, on your way. And I, on my own. One last handshake, may be?”

“I would rather not.”

“As you please. :)”

*He walks away.*

*She talks to herself*
Wait! Turn around. Don’t go. Come back. I thought you’d apologize and pamper if I feigned anger. I didn’t know you’d walk away like this. One last handshake? What the.. Wait, what? You’re walking away?! How dare you walk away on me! Come back, right now. Come back, come back, come back! Please, don’t go… *On the verge of tears*

Her cell phone beeps.
“I hope you won’t break into tears now :D”

*Mutters to herself*
“A**hole! How the hell does he know me so well? I am so not talking to him!”

Her cell-phone beeps again.
“So, this time, for how many days?”

*Muttering again*
“F**k you!”

*Cell-phone beeps*
“I wouldn’t really mind that! ;)”

“You know why I love you so much? Because, you are the only one who can read my thoughts so perfectly.”

*Cell-phone beeps*
“I know. I love you too. 🙂 “

About Jigar Doshi

M.B.A. Blogger. Love to watch movies and read fiction. Occasionally, dabble with writing some fiction too. Spend most of leisure time on Twitter and Quora.
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