get lost!

FB is a screwed up place to be in.how screwed?well, to get an answer to this question you will have to try it urself or you can hear me out.

this guy poked me.na... not literally but in FB so i poked back, thinking no harm done.we playe pokey-man for a few days then started chatted. he seemed nice.nothing new considering the fact that every body who is a nobody sounds nice in FB.though there were things about him that made him different for e.g he wrote well(without exaggeration, he was awesome with the pen).he could make u all awwweeee. he was cute and with him i could be myself(so i thought)i.e a flirt.
oh!here i come in.thing with me i can flirt n i like doing it but i dont open my legs. i am one belonging to the old school.
i dunno what he liked about me but he wanted to get serious. wasnt it soon?wasnt he the one who said he likes his gal to be near him n all mushy-mushy? now he was contradicting his own self.i was confused, i dint want to say "yes" without knowing the guy, i didnt want to say "no" for fear of loosing him completely, yet i wanted his attention.
we exchanged phone no. n send msgs jz for a day. what next?
well, that every evening after as hort conversation, he called her a flirt again. now it was the 13th time in a day he had called her that.isnt it reason enough to be angry.he almost made "flirt" sound like "slut". i could tk it no longer so i asked him not to talk to me.at least for a day or so.
he kept msging, i gave no reply.he told her sweet nothings, called her lovingly.she was too upset to reply n finally the last msg siad "get lost" so here i m where i ve found myself.

Rendevouz

Rendevouz

She boarded the metro,still thinking whether she should continue her journey. Was it right? she wondered. Is it safe to meet a someone u have had a chat with a couple of times? Damn it! She should not b going. The practical part of her brain said “what the fuck, u insane woman, going to meet a person u met over the internet, he must b befriending a plethora of women”. Her heart said “he seems like a nice person, dosen’t he? Every one is not the same. Meet him once, no harm done.” Conflicting thoughts came and went with great sponteinity. Trying to make sense out of the nonsense going in her head,she heard the announcement being made, the metro had reached central secretariet. Damn! She was supposed to go get down at rajiv chowk,she would have to go back so the backward journey began along with the review of all the questions that were bothering her.

By the time she reached CP she had decided to meet him and get it out of the system. Where did he say he will meet,she tried to recollect. She was taken aback when he said that he was in delhi and wanted to meet her. In fact for a whole minute, what he spoke, she could not register. Yes, Mc donalds he had said. She looked at her watch ,she was early.she found an empty seat at the corner facing the street and seated herself. From where she sat she could look at the passerbys. To keep herself occupied she took out a book and began to read but u think she could read? it was then she heard her name being called, she turned and lo behold! There he was in flesh in blood. She didn’t know wat to say or do. Handshake? Hug? Hug n kisses? Jz a smile? While she was thinking he was looking at her, inquisitively. Shit! Y is there no books teaching us wat to do or say when approached by a stranger in flesh n fidato over the net. Shit! if he thought her to b a fool, he never showed.

They sat there over cold drinks, talking about nothing in particular and everything in general. There a awakwardness. it was like her worst nightmare come true. None of them said much, both of them, it seemed, had come to listen. Listen to wat, they only knew. the smiles, jokes, teasing all had vanished….. like it never existed. She had imagined a number of things going wrong but they would not proceeded further than basic minimum chit-chat was unthinkable.

There was an impulse to run away,jz like that. She wished she was anywhere but here.She thought about the movie she had missed coz she wanted to meet him. ” this man” she tried to remaind herself, jz for internet sake she had to b gud to him, he was a fren.” A fren, only fren, jz fren” she chanted as a mantra. Wat he was thinking she did not know. She had planned so much for this day and….. thinking this she turned to face him and wat did she see? He was ooogling at the girl sitting at the next table. men,men and their ways. She smiled at the thought. He was too pre-occupied to notice wat she was seeing or saying.

After sitting like dummies for almost an hour, she knew she had to call it quits. She looked at her mobile, 7:30pm it had to ring. her fren was supposed to call her at 7:30pm. Come on, call, she saliently prayed and the phone rang. A smile graced her face.yipee! she picked the phone and said “ya, m coming” hint enough for her fren to know she was getting bored. She told him she had to leave.she knew he was more than happy to end the meeting. Pleasentaries were exchanged and the final bye,finally. What a relief it was. So he was out of her system and she was sure she was from his.