Sai

Sai (Chapter-1)

"Crocodile Attacks, seriously Sai! I don't understand how you don't vomit looking at all that gory stuff", Ira mutters as I look up from my laptop.

Huh. When did she enter! "You really should learn to knock you know" I reply, my eyes already moving back to my laptop.

"It's not as if I would have caught a nerd like you touching herself in broad daylight" Ira says smirking.

"Good to know I am not one of the people in your gutter fantasies" I reply, smiling sweetly.

Ira groans. "But seriously Sai, what do you find interesting in there?"

"Crocodiles themselves. Do you know they have a technique called "Death Roll" through which they tear their prey apart. They spin the bodies of mammals larger than them to pull them apart."

"And you learnt all that from that gory scene", Ira says grimacing.

"No, I read it. I just like watching the attack videos" I shrug.

"Okay baby, I have spent enough sleepless nights trying to decipher the functioning of your brilliant but spooky brain. I just wanted to let you know that I have ordered you Chinese since I know you won't' remember eating until it's too late to order from Chao or any outlet for that matter. I am going to an event. The head of Grazia has organized it, and the connections and opportunities are too tempting to miss out. I will be back by midnight. Stay safe, Love you!" Ira says as she turns to leave.

"Love you too! And thank you" I reply as Ira smiles and waves getting out of my room.

Ira and I have been best friends since high school and flat mates since our first year of college. I don't understand what brought two people of our level of clashing personalities together, but I guess Charles-Augustin de Coulomb jinxed people's hearts too when he came up with a law for charges. She is one of the very few people who ignore my "fuck off" vibes and stick to me as if I ooze nectar from every pore. It's as if she takes the meaning of my name literally. She understands when I truly need space but plays "bffs" with me the rest of the time. I love the people who take time to stay and understand. I don't detest the rest, but it gets clear from the start that they and I don't have any chemistry.

I am a Marine Biologist and Ira used to work for a renowned fashion magazine until recently but quit because she has always wanted to start her own fashion magazine and blogs. She has now gained some confidence and is working towards making her dream a reality. I am proud of her.

I open the report I am working on. My team's recent dive assignment went better than expected and the amount of data laid out in front me keeps me from removing myself away from my laptop.

About half an hour later the doorbell rings. Strange! Did Ira forget something? I go near the door and shout "Who's it?"

"Delivery from Chao" a male voice replies. A very deep male voice replies. The kind which echoes inside your bones.

I smile at my own reaction to the voice. Me, who burst out laughing at a guy's face because of Ira's polite but fake "how do you dos" next to me on a double date. I can't' do fake talks. So, dating or any male contact is well beyond my limits. I am quite happy with my dildos and book boyfriends. Thank You very much!

I open the door to find a tall, lean brown guy with a stubbled jaw staring back at me.

And "Mr. Delivery from Chao" is handsome too. No surprises there! He is not handsome in a "in your face" way, his kind of beauty is the one which touches you when you are really looking. He seems to be in his late twenties.

He raises one eyebrow when I keep staring. "Your Delivery" he pushes his hand with my order forward when I make no move to take it.

Getting out of my stupor, I look down to his hand holding my order to take it and again halt in my action. His forearms are veiny too. Kill me now!!

"Did my diary somehow got leaked!"

"Excuse me" the delivery guy says, now irritated.

Oh my god! Did I really just say that! Looks like my brain to mouth filter has just corroded due to the catalyst this guy is.

"I am sorry! It's just that you are very good looking, and you have veiny hands and it's really hard to find guys like that these days since they are all working on biceps and triceps, and no one thinks of veiny hands..." shut up Sai!!! I squeeze my eyes shut, embarrassed by the shit show this guy got a front seat to and that too at my expense.

"Breathe Sai..."

I open my eyes to look at the delivery guy who has a small smile playing on his lips now. "How do you know my name?"

"It's written here on the receiver panel."

"Someone else could have ordered it for me" I say eyeing him.

He doesn't' look disconcerted and simply says "is your name not Sai?"

"It is Sai" I say somewhat bashfully. Great! Now I am blushing...

"Well Sai, you are beautiful just like your name and thank you for praising my looks so openly" he says smiling. My heart soars at him calling me beautiful but then he crashes it with his next words.

"But I am quite busy and don't have time for dating and I know its rude of me to assume you even want to date me, but I am just putting it out there since I don't' want to give you any kind of false hope. I hope you understand."

Saying that, he gives me one last apologetic smile, hands me my order and leaves. Even his apologetic smile makes my heart flip...

I don't know what comes upon me, but I run after him down the hall. "Wait! At least tell me your name."

He turns to look at me.

"You know my name, so it's fair you tell me yours..."

"It won't' change anything but since you are so fond of neutralism, its Suraj."

I think I just got the first taste of "butterflies in stomach" as they all call it.

"But why do I feel as if there are Archaeopteryxes taking flight instead of butterflies because of you Suraj..." I whisper as I watch him leaving.