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 Will you remember me?

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Posted on 02-12-06 8:58 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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"Will you remember me?" she tried to sound as casual as she could. It was the night before he was to fly to the US. He wasn't quite sure how to answer and found himself gasping for words.

"I don't know" he mumbled "I mean we have just known each other for a month, right?. You have your whole life ahead of you. Why waste it on the memories of a month-long relationship?"

"Yes, I guess" she said unconvinced. How could she ever forget him? The one month she had known him for felt like an eternity. She first ran into him at her cousin's house in Gyaneshwor. It was New Years eve and he had asked her for a dance and she had refused. She was a conservative girl who was bent on remaining a virgin till she married and she didn't like the idea of dancing with a guy she had barely known for a few minutes.

"Chhyaaa, malai nachnai audaina" she tried to dissuade him when he asked her.

"Just come to the dance floor, I'll show you, it's really easy" he wasn't giving up so soon

"Chhyaaa, nai!" she pleaded but left the door open "Ma sakdai sakdina kya. Aru lai bhana na"

"Come along, I'm telling you you'll enjoy it " he teased as he gently held her hand. She wanted to resist but for some reason allowed her herself to be led to the floor. She didn't want to disappoint him and there was something about the way he talked and smiled that she liked.

"Ma janchu, hai?" she said barely 5 seconds into the dance. What if my dad finds out she thought. Her dad would be disappointed and her mom, who was not at all happy when she went to parties, would kill her if she found out her daughter had danced with a guy. She remembered the time when her mother had yelled at her sister for going to a disco for 15 minutes at midday.

"Ramailo lagena, ho?" he put on his sensitive-guy hat.

"Hoina kya, etikai" she said. Just then the music changed to a super hit song she liked she decided she would sit after this number. Her guard let down a little, she started dancing with him and before she realized they were at the centre of the floor and she was enjoying herself very much

"Ha ha ha" she laughed as the song faded away. "Aba ma janchu, hai?"

"OK, I'm coming too" he said "I need to get another drink"

"Khub raksi khanchau ho timi?" she wasn't sure why she asked that question.

"Aaa...." he said a little taken aback "Kahile kahi. I only drink at parties and all"

"Aan hola?" she teased.

"Honest!" he said. Now, why would she ask such a question he wondered.

She saw a look on his face that she didn't understand and immediately rebuked herself for asking the question. What if he gets the wrong impression? Her mom would kill her, she thought again, if she finds out any of this stuff.

"Can I get you a drink?" he asked

"I don't drink" she quickly replied

"Oh, how about a soft drink" I should have guessed she wouldn't drink he thought

"Haina, mero coke ko glass bhari chhaa"

At the end of the party, he asked for her number, she refused so he scribbled his instead on a piece of paper and handed it to her "If you are ever bored, just call this number" he told her

Her mom picked her up at 15 minutes past midnight and he watched as the tail lights of their car faded into the foggy Kathmandu night. She will never call he thought. He knew those types of girls - timid and easily intimidated by the middle class morality that shrouded their lives. What a miserable life it must be when you are not able to do the things you want to. The paranoid parents, the over-protective brothers, and all the others who controlled what a girl could wear, where she could go, whom she could talk with. Who said democracy had been restored to Nepal? He wondered why he had even approached her.

But call she did and one call lead to another. When he told her he was going to the US in a month for further studies she told herself that she would not take the whole thing too seriously. Yet, she could not get him off her mind. There was something about him that deeply attracted her. He was an outspoken guy - a bit of a rebel - but one who was easy-going and had a terrific sense of humor. She found herself clinging on to his words when he expressed his views on life, love, music, books, sports, dancing, parents, family and all the other topics under the sun they talked about. He seemed to have opinions about every thing going on in the planet and always had an answer for all her questions. They weren't always the answers she wanted to hear but he was never short for words she noticed.

He too was intrigued by her. There was a certain grace to her that he found fascinating. He liked her soft and gentle voice, her calm and confident responses to his questions and her ability to laugh at everything he said. Although he was a little frustrated at her refusal to go out with him lest someone "see" her and report the matter to her parents, he found the whole thing very feminine and fascinating. When he told her he was going to the US, he expected her to lose interest in him, but was pleasantly surprised when she continued to talk to him night after night.


That night she called him at 11 PM, half an hour after the lights went off in her parents bedroom. They had promised to keep in touch with each other but both knew it was a promise that could not be kept.

"What time is your flight?" she knew the answer

"2' o'clock"

After asking a few more questions that she knew the answers to, she had asked him if he would remember her. Now it was her turn to reply.

" I may forget you" she said "but I'll never forget your laughter. Don't mind me saying this but you laugh too loud!"

He laughed again.
 
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Posted on 02-17-06 2:25 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Sajha Gazer - since you can't think of anythingelse( Unfortunately, there isn't anything more to this that I can really think of (but I did talk about some *possible* outcomes above )). can i finish your story for you?? i guess i need your permission?? (wink,wink)
 
Posted on 02-17-06 2:32 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Hey Snails, :P

I thought you only know how to WINK; you can extend stories as well..wow I didn't know that :P
 
Posted on 02-17-06 2:37 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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now you do and i am just waiting for Sajha Gazer's permission:P
(wink,wink)
 
Posted on 02-17-06 2:37 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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and it's not snails it's nails:( :(
 
Posted on 02-17-06 2:40 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Dear SG ji,

La yo NAILS lai permission dinu paryo, story ko part 2 lekhna lai ..herum ta kasto lekhne rahecha

:-?
 
Posted on 02-17-06 2:43 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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(wink,wink) for only you - Nepal ko Chora
 
Posted on 02-17-06 2:44 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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OOPS...NAILS...sorry for TYPO..

:P
 
Posted on 02-17-06 2:47 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Nails,

FOR ONLY YOU ..re

:-O - yahoo ko fan fan ghumeko tauko jasto emotion

Whatever, THANKS

:)
 
Posted on 02-17-06 2:47 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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it's okay, i'll let you go this time around but don't make the same mistake twice!! (wink,wink)
 
Posted on 02-17-06 2:49 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Posted on 02-17-06 5:28 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Nails : You have my full permission, support and best wishes:) Go for it!

PS: I am out this weekend but I shall eagerly look forward to checking out your stuff when I am back next week.

Later.
 
Posted on 02-17-06 5:35 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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SAJHA GAZER:

now, wrte a poem, a short one !!
 
Posted on 02-17-06 5:56 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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LOL, wtf, true, with emerging talent like Nails, I should look for another things, no? he he ... (except that I suck at poetry :P )
 
Posted on 02-17-06 8:28 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Hey Nails,

you are being mean now :@ :@ :P (you alraedy got permission from S G.
You have made us all wait long enough now; you better post what happens next.

(wink,wink) :) :)

:P :P
 
Posted on 02-17-06 8:46 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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haha i will, in one week:) next friday (wink,wink)
 
Posted on 02-18-06 5:31 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Ok..then will be waiting for friday to come and read the part II of the story.
Be Imaginative like S G ji.

:)
 
Posted on 02-24-06 12:06 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Nails..

Just to remind you; today is FRIDAY.
Looking forward to reading your PART 2 of the story.

:P
 
Posted on 02-24-06 2:26 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Nepal ko chora - uffffffff!!! :P why are you in such a hurry to criticize my story ke?? ;) la la i guess your wait ends now and here's the story ke, but don't be too harsh in your criticisms ke cause you know i am not Sajha Gazer.:) :)

Sajha Gazer - Would love some comments from you and i know it's not even comparable to yours but i tried! :)


He walked towards the back of the long line that had the sign “Green cards”, he still had the receipt of the Singapore Airlines between his passport even thought there was no return ticket.
After he got into the taxi that was heading towards his friends house, looking out the window into the night life of the city he smiled thinking to himself “NY NY”.

A week had gone by; it was not like she was expecting the phone to ring but she kept her eyes on it anyways. She stared at the wall for a while then turned off the lights. His work started to keep him busy but he seemed happy where he was. He didn’t even think about her anymore, there were other things to think about now.
18 days! She told herself that today she won’t even look at the phone but just as she is about to turn off her lights the phone without a doubt does ring! With excitement she turns off the lights and runs over to cordless on her bed. “Ke gari ra ni?”, his voice just gives her goose bumps from the tip of her nails to her shoulders and down her spine.

And it starts all over again! Just like the first time she started to call him. She talks for 5 hours that night! She seemed to have so many questions to ask him. He found that kind of odd because it seemed like why did she want to know about every little detail. Shouldn’t she just be happy that he remembered her and called her? This showed that NY had changed his attitude, it seemed like he thought he was better than he was before. But he answers all her questions with meaning. He had missed talking to her, and now that his new apartment had finally been fixed he had brought a brand new computer. They exchanged emails and who would have guessed they started talking online for hours everyday. Sometimes she would just want to hear his laughter that had enchanted her from the beginning and they would talk on the phone. Not like they ever met after the party but she had always wanted to be closer to him, closer than just on the phone. She knew that wasn’t possible or for at least the time being back then but now she felt like “is it even possible?”

A year on the phone and msn, slowly their conversations started to drift into more serious matters. She felt like she needed him now more than anything but he kept telling her that “I’ll talk to your parents when I am done organizing everything here, it’s all a mess right now”. It certainly was a new place to him; he had never been out of the country before. And NY was not petite.

Her parents had started looking at guys for her, and she of course couldn’t deny whatever their decision would be. She kept on telling then not now, I am not ready yet but she was just making up the excuses for him to be ready.

‘Ke garyo ni aja?” she asks him with a certain degree of eagerness in her voice.

As usual he answers all his activities throughout the day. But he doesn’t ask her what she did, almost like he didn’t care at all. This gets her, why doesn’t he want to know. Does he have someone else now; she couldn’t even imagine him being with another girl. She asks, don’t you want to know what I did? Don’t you care anymore? If you didn’t want to know then why did you call even call me? What was the point of it? He didn’t like the bombardment of questions coming from her and certainly wasn’t in the mood to start a fight, so he says he’s tired and just hangs up on her.

At the end her suspicious got the better of her and she finally stopped making any contacts with him. She thought to herself that if he truly loves her, he will call even after this discussion. Why did she care so much? She thought to herself that I don’t care what he does in NY, I don’t care anymore, how can he just hang up like that? He’s never done that before, it was always her who would be the one to bring up the goodnight part every night. Only the first drop of wetness inside her ears told her that she had started to cry. She didn’t sleep all night. She couldn’t. They would come and she would wipe them off, was it just her tears or her memories of those long hours that she spent laughing with him on the phone? In the morning, her character told her that she wouldn’t want to marry a guy who could not understand her.

He didn’t understand what was going on or what had just happened. This is not possible, I can never forget her. His stubbornness makes him wait for her to call but she doesn’t. Six months, he is talking with his best friend, who his her cousin and he does indeed find out. She is to get married a week from today. I guess it’s finally over. He says it like he was relieved to finally get rid of her.

She didn’t care about what happened and if she was able to move on so easily just like that. He thought to himself – so why can’t I? He stopped thinking about her and decided move on with his life or at least that’s what he thought he was doing.
One day, at work he sees a beautiful girl that just sweeps him off his feet. For the girl it would be the start of her first love and for him it would be the start of fatuous love, filled with just passion for the girls figure and commitment as to who wouldn’t want to be her boyfriend?
 
Posted on 02-24-06 4:51 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Uff...hurry to criticize re... :(

Wah Wah Nails...clap clap :)

Good job. Hmm..well, though the turnover is a bit biased (being a gal, it's obvious that you would try to point that it's always guy's fault when a relationship ends :P :P ), I still would say that it was a well written story.
 
Posted on 02-24-06 6:35 PM     Reply [Subscribe]
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Nepal ko chora - thanks! :) :)
ufffffff!! how can you say it's biased when you haven't even heard the whole story yet? ;) ;) :P :P
 



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