“Broooooooooo”, sunny teases.
“Please stop,” I groan.
“Broooooo, you asked him to marry you?? Really???”, Sunny is relentless.
“So what? It's the 21st century, I can propose if I want”, I am embarrassed but I'm not going to show it.
“Wait! You actually proposed? Like, hearts and flowers?”, he asks.
“No”, I reply immediately.
“Really?”, he asks in a teasing voice again.
“It was flowers and balloons actually”, I reply truthfully.
Both vidhi and Sunny burst out laughing.
It's the evening now and we're all sitting at the beach, in lounge chairs. The sun has already set, the stars showing up. It's relaxing, I've had three beers and my emotional barriers are down. I'm kinda having fun with them. Even if today should have been the worst day. It turned out to be anything but.
After my ex boyfriend dropped the ‘let's take a break/break up bomb’, I agreed and smiled at him and said ‘okay’, got up and walked as quickly as possible to our room. Sunny saw my face and asked if everything was alright.
It wasn't.
I told him. He was a kind face among all the unknown that surrounded me. He immediately asked me out. Like friends. No hesitation, I said yes.
I didn't want to stay in this hotel room, stuck, while others were having fun. I wanted that fun for myself. We asked Vidhi and she gingerly joined.
We got dressed, all in bright colours, unlike my mood. But Vidhi played some music and things started to get better.
I wore blue denim and white shirt, Vidhi in denim shorts and a yellow crop top. While Sunny wore beige cargo shorts and a blue tshirt.
We set out around 12:00 pm and decided to have lunch first. For that Sunny suggested a restaurant on the beach nearby and so we went.
We tried fish food and vidhi was vegetarian so she settled with a pasta dish and we all had one beer.
We talked about our lives and got to know each other. Vidhi likes a guy who lives near her home and Sunny talks about his parents.
I tell them about my work as a teacher and a little about my hobbies of plant keeping and book reading. We got ourselves two mopeds to travel in the city.
And then we went to see a few churches in Goa. And spent our afternoon church hopping, even the smaller ones. As the afternoon was about to end we went to a much less visited beach and got ourselves three lounge chairs.
And it's now, us settled in these lounge chairs. I would never get up from these chairs if allowed. I love them. I kind of imagine my life in them. I'm definitely drunk.
“I really like him, guys. We had fun and I just wanted some sort of permanency to it but it didn't work out”, I let them know about Naksh.
“We get it Meera”, Sunny says. “Anyone would want permanency with Naksh”, he adds.
We fall silent for a moment.
“Hey Meera, why don't we get a haircut?”, vidhi asks.
“That's not a good drunken idea vidhi” Sunny chides.
“Well she didn't ask me to get a tattoo”, I say.
I haven't cut my hair in a long time. In the beginning I liked it long and then later Naksh always told me that my long hair was really pretty. He would always touch it or tug it. So I didn't cut it.
“Yeah let's go, guys, Let's get a haircut”
Maybe that's my post break-up, drunk, depressed, kinda-revenge decision. But I'm still gonna do it.
How does it matter anyway?
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Bitch, Beach and Boyfriend
ChickLitMeera goes on a trip with her boyfriend and his colleagues. They've been dating for 2 years now and are confident in their relationship. But what happens when a third person enters?
