The phone rang for the third time in a row.
Her name flashed across the screen. He wanted to pick it up, hear her voice; but there was too much work to do and he was lagging behind. He thought about the first time he heard her voice. God! How he loved that voice. A weird combination of shyness and pride. She would always sound so self assured, but only he understood how much of a scaredy cat she was. She would never ask his opinions but silently try to push him into answering. He chuckled thinking of how she tried to manipulate him into doing what she wanted and her happiness when she thought she won, when it was actually him just giving in. She was a fierce little thing, like a kitten trying out its claws on a tiger.
His phone rang again, persistent. He smiled seeing her name on the screen again. Stubborn female. He answered the call.
“Why are you not answering my call???“, she demanded.
He sighed; she was in one of her moods and he did not have the time right now to sort it out.
“I’m busy..I’ll call you later..“, he replied.
“No you wont! You keep saying that but you never return my calls!“, she sounded almost hysterical.
Had he really kept her waiting for such a long time? He should calm her down, tell her that there’s a lot of work to be done and that he will be there by her side soon enough.
“I don’t have time for this right now..I said I’ll call you later“, he replied.
There, now she’ll understand.
“You don’t have time for me? After 5yrs together, you don’t have time for me…??“, she sounded close to tears.
Oh dear, what had he done now?
“I said I will call you later…“, he said.
“Fine“, she hung up in a fit.
Shaking his head, he continued on with his work. He’ll make it up to her later. After a grueling few hours he finally finished his work for the day. Now he could relax and call her. He stretched long and loud…God, he was tired! He looked at his phone again, all silent. The screen displayed a pic of the two of them together, against a backdrop of mountains. Every time he looked at that pic, it sent him back to those memories. The trip was some 4-5 months ago. She had come down to meet him for the weekend and he had surprised her with a trip to Manali. It was wonderful. Lazing around with each other..long walks along the mountain trails. He remembered the picnic they had had near the lake. She looked so beautiful that day. He smiled at the memory.
What he would not give to have her with him right now…
The opening notes of Bleeding Me by Metallica, pulled him out of his thoughts. His phone was ringing again. Hoping it’s her he rushed to answer. “Bro, you ready yet? We’re near your place“, his friend’s voice annoyed him. He remembered that he had promised to go out with him around 4pm. He looked at the clock and it was almost 4:15..!! How had time passed so fast?! More importantly, why hadn’t she called yet?? “I’m almost ready da, give me 10 minutes“, he replied. He rushed into the shower and was putting on his clothes in record time when his phone rang again. “You said you’d call me..” she said when he answered. “I’m going out dear…I’ll call you later..” he replied trying to pull on his pants with one hand. “But..you said you’d call..at least talk for a minute..” she pleaded. God, he hated it when she sounded like that. It felt like an arrow to his soul. He hated to see he so down and desperate. “Da, try to understand…My friends are waiting for me..I’m already late..“,he reasoned with her. “I’m waiting too…“, she sounded depressed. “I said I’ll call you later” he couldn’t bear to hear her cry. She hung up, her reply sounding choked. Great, now he had a lot to make up for! He felt like a j*rk but duty calls. He was out the door right as his friend’s car pulled into the drive way.
15 minutes into the drive everybody had settled down. The heavy metal song ended and Adnan Sami’s voice filled the car. *Oh meri jaan..* It was their song! He remembered the night he had proposed to her, a year ago. She was down for one of their monthly visits, they were at his place, relaxing after lunch, just snuggled up on the couch together, listening to music. This song had come up and he had sung along with it, making her smile. She looked amazing that day; but then, she was always amazing to him. He’d got down on one knee and asked her to marry him. Tears welled up in his eyes, remembering the joy he had when she had agreed. “Bro, you crying?? Man, you’re whipped! That girl has you wrapped around her little finger!!“, his friend’s teasing voice brought him crashing back into reality. “Dude, shut up! It’s nothing like that!!“, he replied indignantly. How dare he question his manliness!! His phone rings right on cue, her name flashing across the screen. His friends start teasing him. “Honey, I’m in the car. I cant talk right now..I’ll call you later OK??“, he waited for a reply before she hung up the phone. He thought he heard a sob. Nah! his girl was stronger than that.
It was late into the night when he finally got back home. He freshened up and got into bed. Looking at the clock he hoped she would be awake right now. It was almost midnight and she hadn’t called him again. He’ll make it up to her now. He dialed her number and she picked up on the 2nd ring.
“Hi honey, I just got back”
“It was such a long day, dear”
“What were you doing?”
“I had so much work..I’m so tired now honey..”
“Should I hang up?”
“What? Why would you wanna hang up?”
“You said you were tired…”
“I dint tell you to hang up. I wanna talk to you da..”
He was getting irritated now by her curt emotionless responses. What was wrong with her?? Maybe he should try romancing her; it always worked in the past.
“I missed you molu”
“Sure you did”, came the sarcastic reply.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”, he asked.
She was mocking his love! Here he was spending every spare moment thinking of her, missing her and now she mocks him?! What in the…?!!
“You missed me. That’s why you never called me right? Or answered my call??”, she replied.
He could tell she was angry and hurt. He should calm her down.
“I told you I was busy right? Can’t you understand that? I have a business to run. Not like you sitting in front of a PC.”, he replied.
“You’re always busy!!”, she cried out.
“You don’t understand me! You keep disturbing me when I’m busy..!! I cant always be on the phone with you…I need peace!!”, he shouted.
“Fine! Have your peace! I’m never calling you again!”, she shouted back.
He slammed the phone down, tears in his eyes. How had it come to this? How couldn’t she see how much he loved her?
What had he done wrong…?