Hello Dearies..Today is the birthday of our beloved, sweet and Romace queen Sathya..aka Satz…aka My senorita….
Happy Birthday darling…I wish all the happiness and success for you..have a long long long life with healthiness…
This is your birthday gift..i hope my small effort will make you smile wide….
I love Arjun than anything in this mortal world. I love Arjun so much that I could not ever think of anything except Arjun : Arjun are my imagination , my inspiration..my breath…my heartbeats..
Whenever I see sky in night. I remember one thing..Arjun..My Love….i often saw Arjun from balcony of my apartment at eighth floor.He sipping a coffee staring from his flat’s balcony towards the world….It felt like a king was watching it…I always wants to be that sunrays who can kiss Arjun fearlessly…I was writing about him on my lappy…
Only I knew how much I was happy when I noticed his name in society book since I shifted to Malaysia for my work……I couldn’t able to believe that he lives in the same building of mine…..What a lucky me!! My friends only know how much Deewani I am for Arjun..
Once I met Arjun in the elevator. He looked very happy.i could not believe my luck. Just Arjun and me in that small lift. Door closed. A tiny bell rang to make me come from my dream to reality..
“Which floor?” Arjun asked
I could not answer and stumbled badly. Third floor came quicker than return of my consciousness. I still did not answer.
“Third Floor “ Robotic voice came from machine..
Door opened and He left. I was waiting for Arjun to look back at me. Door was closing…before I became disappointed,Through the slit of closing door . I could see his handsome face turned back to trigger life again in my just dying heart…
I was resting on elevator’s wall. I don’t know how long I was standing in standstill in elevator with close door imagining Arjun besides me…
Then I met Arjun on the same day again in super market. He smiled when he found me staring him….continuously…unable to take my sight away from Arjun…I even forget common etiquette. But his smile brought my consciousness back…I felt quite embarrassing…I took my eyes away keeping Arjun’s smile in my memory frame…while returning we came together and Arjun started the convo..
(Ofcourse I know you more than I knew myself…)
“……” God where is my voice……Its not coming out of my throat
“Hello??” Arjun waved his hand in front of my face
“we already met many times..do you have name?” Arjun asked with smile
“yyyyyyy…yeah…ohhhh..ssssoorryyyy…aaa…i….am..SS…Sathya….”……God..why the hell I am stammering..he will assumed me having stammering habit like Thapaki from that serial on color..
“Nice name…Meaning is truth..right?” He asked
“So satz….Can I call you satz….” Arjun asked again….I nodded
“So Satz what do you do?” Arjun asked
(Live for you..wait for you…try to feel your presence…) “AAaa…I..www..write….”
Though I works with an IT firm..I said what I do most of the time…I writes about you Arjun..all the time…
“wow..a writer….what do you write?” he asked again
(about You..about my love…) “Ssssss..story…”
That’s it..we talked more about which floor I stay.about family..my hobbies….we reached out apartment…there was elderly pair waiting for elevator…No further talk…Just “bye”..while Arjun getting out at third floor.
I was still on seventh sky while reaching to eighth floor..i was still feeling that Arjun were with me…I could feel freshness of his presence still…
Like this our often meetings and talk made us friends…
Few weeks later…..
I was writing this page in my lappy and was still writing when door bell sound interrupted it…Nisha , my roommate opened the door…I could hear some talking..i thought she might have ordered pizza and would have talking to pizza boy..so I resumed my writing…
After 10 mins I was breathing heavily. I tried to save that Laptop reaching from Arjun….lappy was almost stumble and about to fall but finally rested in Arjun’s hands. Arjun came to my house to know more about my stories..taking free time from his business…As he found me writing, he simply snatched the lappy away…
I tried stopping him but could not stop him…Arjun started reading it closing himself in balcony and leaving me alone in my room biting nail in fear…I found myself helpless and unable to snatch that page from Arjun…
I tried.. “Pppppp..please..ddddoo nnnot..read it Arjun…plzzz” but mercilessly he denied my request… i watched him through glass door..
His expression was changing fast…I was afraid..i was afraid to lose him..our newly found friendship…he was reading every story I written on him from ETL 1 to ETL 2 ….When he reached to Krishna folder I crossed my figures in fear….God Krishnaji..what is this….are you taking revenge??? I saw him laughing often while reading it…..
then he looked at me and asked firmly…
“Charger…..” but i didn’t respond and blinked several times on his irrelevant demand…
“Satzz I asked you to give me laptop’s charger…” he repeated…
I gave that to him….My only trusted weapon that would be helpful if it wouldn’t work and let the laptop get discharged fully…but nothing sort of it happened and he continued reading….
he wrote something on the page which I was writing before his arrival.…Placing the laptop on table..Arjun gave me his most sensuous and s*xy smile..and left my apartment..….Without saying anything to me..or rather yelling on me…or without breaking our friendship..what he would have written on that page???
It took me few seconds to reach to the table in fear…and froze with happiness when I saw what Arjun wrote on the page…I blinked several times….
“I LOVE YOU TOO SATZ….”
Happinesss has no bound….i was jumping in happiness….Finally I got my Mr. Mehra…
How’s it guys??? satz plzzzzz tell me hows it…finger crossed..love you…