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