The story of Sameer and Tracy ...(story name- suggestions invited)

1. Prologue

Beep beep, beep beep... I took out my mobile and found a message, it was from her. “I’ll be there in another one hour”. I smiled at that and kept my cell phone back in place and I walked towards the S6 compartment, checked for the passengers list and found her name. The train started moving; I walked towards the door and got into the compartment. I saw her sitting facing the other side in a light blue salwar and was combing her hair with her fingers. I walked towards her and patted on her head; she tilted her head and saw me. As I expected she was surprised, I should say very much surprised. Yeah, we are meeting for the very first time, can’t you hear, the very first time after being in relationship for six months. Pretty interesting isn’t it. She must be wondering what I am doing here, we were supposed to meet after one hour in the next railway station, yeah, I can’t wait to see her.
There was a pause for a couple of minutes; we were looking into each other’s eyes, like we had known for ages. I realized the surrounding, dude it’s a damn train compartment. The seat in front of hers was vacant. I went and sat there; then I raised my head and watched her, she was looking down, still wondering what she was supposed to do, as this meeting was unexpected and not a planned one, no dialogues, no scripts, no direction, nothing, it just happened, thanks to me. I love adventures, I mean crazy adventures. She then raised her face and looked at me, I smiled and she smiled back. The train was going fast.
“Hello”, I said.
“Hi” she replied and smiled again. Her voice was sweet and much better than the one which I am familiar with. Then there was silence, I was looking at her, she was wondering what colour socks I was wearing. I mean she was looking down. The train was speeding up, it should be there in another one hour, where we had our first meeting, or date whatever it is. She was trying to keep her hair in place, still it was flying. She was beautiful, and for that I would bet with anyone, I thought and smiled. She had her eyes struck on the floor. No idea when she would look up, maybe she is shy. Is she smiling? Or her face turned red. I looked out of the window; the train had no intention stop. I wish that the train never stop.

2. Is this life?

Three Years Back
“Mom, Dad, I got a job”, I was jumping with joy. Yeah, I got a job! That too the very next day I wrote my last examination of my graduation. I could get a job in the software field, I don’t want that, I love being a techie, after all civil engineering can create wonders and masterpieces. This job was much required, I had always dreamt of a civil engineering job, I mean in construction industry, well destruction sometimes.
“Very good son, I am so happy for you”, my mom said without hiding her happiness.
“Congrats son, btw where you got placed? Here itself?” Dad asked.
Actually I was placed in the nearby district, 3 hours journey from my home, so I should stay there, which my parents can’t think of as I am, or still a baby for them of course. And then I told them where I got placed, there was silence for some time and later they agreed, and I was happy, new job, new beginning, dude this is life, yeah I am loving it.
I am the elder one, and I got a younger brother. Still, my parents won’t allow me to stay away from home. They insisted me to study in nearby campus for engineering and they wanted me to work nearby. But life is calling, and I have to pick that call.
I joined the very next week, Monday of course. It seemed pretty cool. We were 3 guys and 4 girls. One of the guys was my classmate during my graduation. Manish Vasudev, that was his name, and we used to call him “MAN-VASU”. The other guy was from the same place, he was Thomas Abraham, the girls, well still I am confused with their names, and it resembles priya, preethi, nisha, and shalini, what is there in a name. And about them I didn’t knew anything, yeah, they were girls. I and Manvasu took a small house for rent and we would go home every weekend. Ok the plan was nice. First week was ok. I mean it was very good, not much work, just going through all the construction process, sitting in room of course, chatting, having tea-coffee in time, etcetc. I went home that weekend. The next week was lot more comfortable than the previous one. We had enough time to get to know each other, and I had no interest in that, I had a different opinion about life, it rocks. Preferably I consider myself as a rock star, never the less I was one, and the previous statement is so funny, that many had believed that. Yes, I am joking, I am just an ordinary man, with ordinary wishes.
Yeah, life rocks still.


.........to be continued

The Million Dollar Smile

The platform was slightly crowded. I got down from the train. I checked for the platform number, it read 1. Then I got a feeling that she will be coming in the other platform. My intuitions. I walked through the sub way and reached the platform number 4. And then I messaged her
“I am in platform number 4”
Suddenly one train came to the station, I looked for her. She wasn’t there. After one minute another train reached the station, again I looked for her. I couldn’t find her. She told that she already boarded the train and I couldn’t find her.
Then she called
“Where are you?” she asked when I took the call
“I am in platform number 4” I replied “and where are you?”
“I am also in platform number 4”, she said. I turned my head and found her on the same platform. She was around some 10 meters away from me.
God, why didn’t I see her earlier, how can I miss her  .
She saw me and smiled, I should say smiled big. I also smiled. And I felt there was no one else in the platform, except me and her, I walked towards her smiling and hugged her, kissed her forehead. She was smiling all the time.
Oh god, why I took this long for seeing her smile, a million dollar worth smile, later corrected as per my version, it’s an eternal smile, as the MasterCard ad says, simply priceless, nothing in this whole universe can be compared to that, and I am very much lucky enough to see that smile, especially for me. I would describe her as the smiling angel, with the most beautiful smile in the world, indeed she is most beautiful girl I have ever met, sweetest too. And to watch that awesome smile, OMG, I have to travel more than 1100 miles, and indeed it was priceless, I would do anything for her
Suddenly I realized, it’s the railway platform. She was smiling still, I smiled back.
“We can walk?” she asked.
“Yes, yes” I was happy.
And we walked out of the station, reached road.
“It’s only 10 am, that mall will be opened at 10:30- 11:00 “
“Ok, then what should we do?”
“We can walk”, she said and smiled, a huge smile, I mean a priceless one.
We walked through the footpath, changed directions, and sometimes I misplaced my foot and she held my hand, not allowing me to fall in any occasions. I was still a baby in front of her, yes I am.
“Can we sit here”, I said when we reached a bus stop.
“Sure”
And we sat there. She was extremely beautiful in her green salwar, pony tail hair, and yes, with her billion dollar smile.
“You want water” she asked and took a bottle of water from her bag
“Yes”, and I saw the innocence in her eyes. I took the bottle and took a gulp, gave her back.
“You know, I am always prepared”, she was talking about the water bottle and laughed. Her laugh was even more beautiful than her smile.
We sat there for some time, she was telling many things, and I was watching her, every expression, and every minute detail.
“The mall will be opened, can we go there?” she said and stood up. We walked towards the mall, reached the food court. And as promised she offered me a coke float.
I was having that for the very first time, it was good. She took some ice-cream in her spoon and gave to me, with innocence in her eyes and of course that eternally beautiful smile. No one in this world can reject that. So do me. I took the ice cream. It was sweet because she gave me, with her care and love.
I wanted to tell her a million things, I couldn’t I fell deep into her sparkling eyes, her eyes were dark brown and it got a cute ring around it. She was talking, and I was looking her eyes, the way her lips moved, and the expression in her eyes. I took her hand and covered with both my hands, it was soft and caring. I didn’t want to leave that hand; inside somewhere I was afraid that she would leave me.
Time was running. I wonder why that happened on this particular day. Hours seemed like minutes and minutes like micro seconds. In between she smiled, laughed, blushed, and cared. And I was doing all those things to make her special. I felt I’m the most blessed and luckiest person in this whole world. I didn’t want those moments to run away, I wish I could make the time still or a pause, so that I can be with her for a million years, holding her hand, looking into her deep eyes, watching her smile, and at the end, take my last breath watching her smile. I am not God, but she is an angel, why can’t she stop the time for some days? I wonder. May be in this human world angels can’t do spells.
Did we talk for long, or a couple of minutes, time were running like Rajadhani express. Yeah we do talk for a while. But the things I can remember are her smile, laugh, her eyes, her innocence and I holding her hand.
Suddenly it was 4:30 in the evening, she has to go. I don’t want to leave her. With a heavy heart, I walked along with her to the station. Reaching the station, we sat on the bench, I still held her hand, no I won’t leave her, and I want to take her with me.
Her train came, she looked at me.
“Can I go?” she asked
I don’t want her to go, also, I don’t want to stop her, I know her limitations. I didn’t say a word, and she understood from my face that it is a no.
“Ok, I will wait for the next train”, she said smiling
And next train came within 2 minutes.
“Can I go now?” her eyes were saying please, let me go.
Still I kept quite. I don’t want her to go and I held her hand tightly. She understood again
“Hmm, I will take the next train” she said.
“Sorry” I was guilty
“It’s ok” she was smiling.
The next train arrived within 3 minutes. She stood up and looked at me. There I was keeping a 100kg weight in my heart, struggling to smile and every other sense of my body pleading her not to go.
“When I will see you again?” I asked
“Next time you come directly to my house, for asking my hand” she smiled
“Ok, bye sweet heart, take care”
“Bye bye, you too take care”, she walked towards the train and got inside. She was waving her hand, and smiling, I waved her back.
I walked towards next platform, my legs were not moving. I am such a fool, how could I let her go? My body was moving and my heart was with her. It didn’t ask my permission to go with her. The place where my heart existed was aching, I closed my eyes, and I could see her smile, and then I was alive, alive for the next meeting with her. And from that moment onwards, whenever I am sad, I think of her smile, and I fall in love with her, again, again and again, till now I fell in love with her a million times, and the looks from her eyes, keeps me alive, and I want to stare at her eyes for my whole life, holding her hand, making her special in every way I could. I love her more than a second ago and less than the next second. I do believe in re births and I wish to be with her for the births I would take. I want her to be with me, to make my life wonderful, colorful and I loving her in every possible way I could and she taking care of me as a baby. And someone inside me started singing.
“The smile on your face, lets me know that you need me… there’s a truth in your eyes, saying you will never leave me…… … the touch of your hand says, you will catch me, wherever I fall….”
And of course , I love to see her smile, to hold her hands, look deep into her eyes and after many many years, I wish I die in her lap, watching her smile, seeing her eyes glitter and I holding her hands. Yes, I love her, I love her more than anything, I will love her till my last breath.