Loving You With All My Heart

A Late Night Convo!

LOVING YOU WITH ALL MY HEART

PART - 5

Swara can't sleep at night and keeps tossing and turning in her bed. It's 1 a.m. according to the wall clock. She sighs, switches on the bedroom lamp grabs her phone and dials Ragini's number for a late-night conversation. She waits for her to pick up the phone, but when she doesn't, she frowns. "Haaww! How can you not pick up my phone, Rags?" she wonders and realises the time. "Perhaps she's sleeping. (Holding her head), Ah! Abh main kya Karun? Mujhe neendh hi nahi aarahi," she laments her insomnia and attempts to turn off the phone but stops seeing Sanskaar's name on her contact list.

"What is he be doing right now? Is he, sound asleep? (Thinking a little harder) Is it okay if I phone him? (Slapping her head) No, Swara! What exactly are you saying? How can you call him at this hour? Vaise bhi, Aaj keliye bohat taang Karr chhukee hai tu usse," she scolds herself as she lies down, tossing her phone beside her. Only if she knew that Sanskaar was also in a dilemma, whether or not to call her.

"Should I contact her? But what if her sleep gets disturbed?" he looks at his watch, "but it's only 1:05 a.m. and I don't think she is sleeping," he pauses for a moment, "should I try taking a chance?" "Ahh!" he becomes restless and messes up his hair because he cannot make the right decision. 

Swara is still staring at her phone, unsure why her heart is aching to talk to Sanskaar. "What is going on with me? Why can't I get away from his thoughts? I never felt this way about anyone in my life. It's not good (says sadly), but I want to talk to him. . ." before she can finish, Sanskaar's name flashes as caller ID, causing her to jump out of her bed in surprise. "Wait. . .wait. . .what am I seeing? Is San. . .Sans. . .kaar calling?" "What?" she asks, looking around her room. "Did he hear me or what?" she says vaguely because his call was a complete surprise to her. But, he hangs up before she can pick it up, thinking her asleep.

"Shit! Sanky, mana kiya tha ki maat karr call. But, no way! Tujhe toh sunnahi nahi hai. You Dunce!" he scolds himself and hits his head. But as soon as Swara calls him back, his heart begins racing. He receives the call while taking a deep breath and calming himself. 

"Hi!" they greet each other over the phone, together. 

"(Nervously) Uh. . .hi, Ms.Mehra. So gaayi thi kya? I hope I didn't disturb you," 

"No, Sanskaar! I wasn't sleeping. In fact, I desperately wanted to phone you and. . ." she bites her tongue as she blurts out her thoughts. Sanskaar's heart skips a beat when he hears her. "You. . .wanted to call me? Desperately?" with hopeful eyes, he asks.

"Um. . .(gazing around the room, she yells) Oh, yeah! I'm. . . not sure whether I understand this Microbiology issue. So, I wanted to call you for your assistance. . ." she jabbers, wiping away her perspiration.

"Oh, so that's why," he thinks to himself, sighing, not comprehending what he had wanted to hear. When she receives no reaction, she calls out his name, causing him to come to his senses. "Oh! Which topic are you having trouble with?" he asks, dismissing his thoughts.

"Biodiversity of Ochratoxigenic Moulds of Food," she cites a topic she discovers in the book, although she is well-versed in it. 

"The Biodiversity one?" he asks, to which she replies "Yes." "This is Strange. From what I've heard, she's pretty brilliant at this subject. Is she seriously having difficulty, or. . .( slaps his head) Sanky! Certainly, she's having a problem, else she wouldn't have wanted to phone you at this hour." he scolds thinking to himself.