Those words by my Aunt at that time penetrates my ear drum and unintensionally switched every thing in a waiting mode for me. This might sound quiet exaggerated to you, but yes! It is true.
Maintaining a fake smile on my dull face I came down to grandparents room taking short and baby steps which shows my unwillingness and lack of interest to come down this soon, as the secret was still tumbling inside my stomach and I needed someone( I mean Didi) to share it with.
"Aur Dadi Amma? Kaisi Ho?", greeting my grandmother in a much possible loving and caring way as I was able to, and waving an informal SALUTE towards my grandfather I stepped in their room.
Reciting the same story of what has happened at school and coaching on that day to my grandfather, I signaled Dadi for a two rupee coin, to which she again signaled back saying that, "Baba is here, after sometime".
Taking a 'two rupee' coin secretly from her, hiding it from Baba's vision I came out of the home. After doing what I used to do with that 'two rupee' coin those days, with the thought of 'Chetna' being on the back of my mind and eagerness of sharing about her with Didi I started walking in a to and fro motion on the street infront of my home and started waiting for Didi's arrival.
The time passes by, Didi came. And before she could enter the home, I stopped her scooty at the main door and whispered in her ears, "Didi! Tumhare bhai ko ladki pasand aai hai!".
In return of which she gave the most expected, excited reactions of knowing about the girl. She parked her scooty in an open channel as soon as she could and dragged me along with her to upstairs.
"What's her name?, How you people met?, How is she in looks?, etc, etc, etc." She started bombarding many of those FAQ's without taking a break. I also replied for her each question one by one gradually with same excitement and enthusiasm, as if I was going through my career councilling and that questionnaire was the life changing part of my life.
After shitting out all my excitement of sharing something with Didi, I came down back to my room to study as I had already taken more then enough rest time that day and was not in a mood to get scolded by parents after such a memorable happening of Chetna earlier that day.
After finishing my assignments of various subjects and having a family supper, I came back again to my room to do rest of the study work.
Jumping back over the bed I looked at my mobile which was kept aside over it and untouched since the evening. It was staring at me with a hope that I will hold it and again start wasting some of my precious time over it. But giving a minute percentage importance to my studies I took out my book and get back to studies again.
With 'H.C.Verma' in front of my eyes, and Chetna being on top of my mind. My eyes started a clash with my mind. And ultimately, mind came up as a winner.
I was unable to focus on anything apart from her image and most importantly the friend request that I had send to her. Obeying the order of my mind I finally went to sleep.
