That One Wrong Number (Part-3)
She: Hi..
Me: (In my mind) (thank god she replied)
Hi.. I didn't sent message by mistake this time.
She: Okay.. then why did you messaged?
Me: I want to talk a little..
She: I don't talk to strangers.
(She's right, I am a stranger to her. Why would she talk to me??)
Me: Okay, but if I say something bad then you can block me right away..
She: (After a long time) Okay. What do you want to talk about??
I was very happy to see the response from her side, but I didn't really understand why I was talking with her?
Me: Actually, I wanted to get to know you a little bit..
She: Get to know me? But why? For what?
Me: I don't know why? but there's different feeling in your voice. Unknowingly I want to talk to you more..
She: (After a long time) Okay..
Seeing her reply, I started thinking that she probably is not interested in talking with me. So I did not message any further. Next day, I woke up and I picked up my mobile first. She didn't messaged. I felt really sad. But why am I expecting a stranger to text me? Maybe because I was talking to a girl for the first time in my life. I don't know but there was a simplicity in her voice. That simplicity was what attracted me to talk to her..
While thinking about all these things, I started doing my daily works. At home, My father was an ordinary worker in a company. Our home situation was a bit miserable. We built a house by selling our ancestral farms. I am originally from 'Borgaon' in the state of Maharashtra.
Looking at the girlfriends of my friends, I also wished that I had a girlfriend. I was fascinated to all these things by watching Bollywood movies. But since my father was very strict, I never really dared to do all these things.. I used to go to college and study. While being with friends I never really realized how my day passed..
That night, I decided to go home late. Because if I do use my mobile at home, I will feel like texting that girl again. So I sat down with my friends. But my friends called their girlfriends and they chatted for hours. Seeing this, I also felt like talking to her.
But because of the situation at home and my father, I always avoided getting into relationships.
But I was vey attracted by that girl's voice,
While Shekhar and I were sitting on the bench that night, I got a message.. I looked at my mobile. That message was hers.
She: Hi...
.......................to be continued

Hey Myra the real Mayank this side �� ( the guy who asked for the blog link on YouTube)
ReplyDeleteI read all the 3 parts, it's absolutely amazing, now I just can't wait for the next one.
Also Borgaon is just 60 kms from my hometown�� yes I belong to Chhindwara Madhya Pradesh a town near MH border. what a coincidence��
Oh you're from MP, I thought you're form MH because of your surname.. And let's see Mayank ko uski Myra milti hai ki nahi..😊 Thanks for reading!
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