I'm Still Waiting

I’m really in full rage on these builders who had built this big Himalayan Mountain as a compound wall for a house. I’ve been climbing it for almost 5 minutes and I’m yet to reach the top. It’s really hard to climb compound wall with a box in one hand and holding the rope on the other. I wonder how criminals could escape from jails where they have compound walls which are 10 times bigger than this. There are few security guards here as well, but I’m sure I can manage. I have only ten 10 minutes left to execute this operation. If climbing the compound was difficult, then climbing to the top of the house by pipe was even more difficult. Both the case I should make sure that the stuff inside the box should not get displaced coz that’s the most important for carrying out the mission. I somehow managed to enter into the house from the terrace without the sentry’s notice. I have only 5 more minutes left and I’m already sweating thinking whether I would able to make it or not. Before reaching this place I’ve gone to the airport and railway station to confirm that nothing goes wrong with this plan.
All I need to do is the find out the exact room to carry out the mission and make it a successful one. I found out the room and slowly entered the room like a cat. I still have two minutes left, so I decided to remove the mask I’m wearing. I opened the box and placed it in a nearby table and took a lighter from my pocket. I lit up all the candles and woke her up. She was shocked to see me there at that time. It was only 12 seconds remaining to strike 12 for December 12. It was her birthday and as the clock struck 12, I sang “happy birthday” in a very mild voice and asked her to cut the cake. She was in all smiles and she gave me the first piece of cake. I took a slice of cake and dumped it in her mouth and she made sure that she didn’t shout, else all those guards would enter her room and would arrest me. She said it was the best birthday party she had in her life and thanked me for making it a memorable one. I again said “I Love You” and was expecting a reply from her at least this time, but she didn’t and told that she would meet me tomorrow at the coffee shop.
She was watching me from the window how I’m going to get out of the house and I can see that eyes were only filled with hope that I shouldn’t get caught. I got to the top of the compound wall again and sent her a flying kiss. I guess that was the bravest attempt by me rather than meeting a police officer’s daughter in her room. I was overjoyed on the way back to my room my heart was filled with only one question “what would be her reaction and reply to me tomorrow?” I came back to my room and didn’t sleep, but was thinking of all the beautiful moments’ right from the day I met her and till now. I was basically from Chennai and for the past 2 and half years I’ve been working in Bangalore. Bangalore, one of the beautiful places on earth and it was made even more beautiful by my darling. Bangalore was known for its weather, gardens all over and of course for beautiful girls as well. There was this saying that Bangalore was known for its 3 popularities. One is the stray dogs, the second being IT professionals and the third are the beautiful girls.
I was one among those who would fall in the above mentioned 3 popularity; hold on not a stray dog but an IT professional. Right from the day I moved to Bangalore I used to play cricket on weekends and it was really good exercise for me. All the two years was same just looking at those pretty faces at all around the city but the last six months was totally different for me. It was one fine weekend and as usual I was heading for my match. The whole road is covered with trees on either side and the weather was also at its best. Suddenly there was a gentle breeze and it was a flower downpour and at that instant I happened to see this beautiful lady. For the flowers that fell short of her feet had attained its glory and for those which fell on her head or which touched her plumage skin died at her feet of jealousy. She was really cute enough to make people look twice and even I was not spared. I always used to take this route but not even once I had seen this beauty.
For the second time in my life after my college third year I was haunted by a girls face. But this time it was too intense and I need to pay for that. I didn’t play well that day, got out for a duck, sloppy fielding and on top of that I got injured very badly while attempting to take a catch. I was badly hurt on my knee region and it was all bleeding. My friend took me to the nearest hospital and to my surprise the duty doctor at that time was none other than flowers ‘Beautiful Enemy.” Oh my god! Is she a doctor? Then definitely she would be elder than Me.” I was saying it to myself and it was quickly answered when I asked her out when she was dressing my wound. She smiled and said that she was a final year medical student and she is practicing in that hospital. I was so happy than ever and even the ointment which was applied didn’t pain much. She asked me not to strain my leg and advised me to take rest. I really hate when people advice, that too even it’s a doctor but this time I wanted to hear only advice, coz her voice was so sweet as a honey.
She gave me a hand when I was about to get down from the bed. Oh man! I was searching for Ilayarja or A.R Rehman to play a romantic background at that time so that my feelings could have been well expressed. I went back to my room and started searching for a diary and pen. I wanted to start writing poems, coz I’m in love and it’s such a beautiful feeling. The next day my friends insisted me to accompany for shopping and so I went with them in a car. We went to one of the biggest mall in the city and I was waiting outside in front of the showroom where they were purchasing. I suddenly felt someone tapping on my shoulder and when I turned, it was my beautiful doctor. She asked me how was I doing, how was the pain and all. Oh man! Again I couldn’t find Ilayarja or A.R Rehman but anyways her voice was like a melodious musical album. She even asked me, this time with a bit of concern that why I stepped out and straining my leg in spite of her advice. I felt like no one would have taken better control of me at that moment than her eyes and words.
Soon we both started talking and got very well introduced. I don’t want to control my feelings this time and wanted to break it up. But there was a slight fear in my mind whether how she would react to this, but I got enough courage and told her that ‘I Love Her’, she was surprised to hear that coz it’s not even more than 12 minutes since we spoke but I’ve proposed her. She was not kind of a girl who used to just explode on hearing such things, but she was really patient on her patient. I told her how I saw her for the first time yesterday amidst the flowers and what was I going through. She just smiled at me and said “How is that possible? How can you fall in love with a girl in an instant? Do you really believe love at first sight?” Without any hesitation I told “Yeah I do believe love at first sight, because I started loving my mom ever since I opened my eyes.” She really doesn’t know what to reply for that and said that was such a beautiful thing she has ever heard. I was really happy that day but she didn’t reply for me. After a long request, in fact torture I got her mobile number on one condition that I shouldn’t call her frequently as she would be busy with her work and studies.
From that day every morning and night I used to message her, send her some romantic film dialogues as message for which seldom I used to get reply that too only for selected messages. Soon the reply from the other end also started to increase and we started calling each other at late nights when the whole world is asleep. I know she has at least some kind of affection towards me but don’t know when it would really blossom into love. I used to accompany her for shopping and movies and it’s only once I have she had come out with me in my bike. Every time she tries to scare me saying that her father is a police officer and if caught red handed I have to face serious consequences, but I used to reply back saying that I’m proud becoming a son-in-law for a police officer. She always liked this positive gesture from me and I strongly feel that she was my positive energy. I sometimes feel that I can even handle her father 'the martinet' but not her silence when I ask her about her decision. I don’t know what is stopping her from giving a response. But she has once messaged me that if she had plans of marrying someone then I would definitely be the first choice. There were times when I couldn’t able to speak to her or meet her on weekends, I used visit the hospital wait in the patients queue, get my turn and then used to speak with her for which I used to get scolding’s later.
Hmmm … it’s getting late now, time is already 1.30 am and I need to sleep now, so that I can get up early and meet her. I got up a bit early in morning and went to meet her. When she came, I again greeted her for her birthday and gifted a rose. She told that she was really shocked to see me around 12 am and was thinking about me all the night which I used to do every day, thinking of her. After she had asked me how I managed to enter the police quarters and get back without being caught, I asked for her response. She smiled again and ordered for her favorite drink. I was sitting in front of her looking into her eyes hoping that at least one day she would open her mouth and respond. I’m still waiting for that day.