Unlike every morning, I didn’t wake up with his call. It was rather my mother who did the needful. I looked at the wall clock - 8:10 am, “Gosh I was sooooooooo late”. I looked at the mobile, not to reconfirm the time, but to check whether there are any missed calls from him. There weren’t any. Every morning (ever since we are together) his calls are my wake up alarm (excepting the days when we are on a NO-dialogue mode). But it was all going fine with us, so why the hell he hasn’t called me up??
It was a Saturday, a half day at office for me and a full day for him. Even though I was running super late for my office, I called up on his no. Its actually been a custom to start the day with his voice, the only time in the day when we talk our heart out with a fresh mind that all mornings tend to bring in. His mother and my mother-in-law picked up.
“Good morning mammi” I said as I recognized her hello. ‘Good morning’, she replied realizing that Vishal had actually left the phone home. “Dekho na, phone ghar pe chod diya. Subah subah gussa ho gaya.” she said seeming a bit down. ‘Kyu mammi?’ I asked finding her a bit perturbed. “Are kuch nahi, usko breakfast mein oats khana tha, maine banaya bhi par achha nai bana, isliye gussa hoke office chala gaya aur phone lena bhool gaya” she uttered. ‘OH, achha” We kinda had a brief laugh at it as I felt relieved and then we went on to our regular conversation for the next 10 mins. I couldn’t help looking at the timepiece, it was already 08: 25 am and I had to leave for office by 09:00. As we hung up, I rushed literally with the speed of light to get ready. I knew I could catch him at his office direct no after Nine, once he reaches.
Sharp at 10:00, he gave me call from his office landline. Visibly like me, he too was desperate to hear my voice. We spoke for a while and hung up as none of us enjoy spending more time on personal phn calls in office! I was still confused whether he would be coming down to Calcutta tonight, as we meet each other only on weekends. Last week he had come over and the coming week I was planning to go so we mutually decided that none of us would travel this week, which meant we were not meeting for this weekend, which meant that I had not seen him for the past 06 days and was not going to see him for the coming 07 days. Huh, painful but quite used to it by now! Or maybe not yet??
This is how we have been spending our beautiful newly married life since last 10 months of our marriage. Cannot be called new anymore but beautiful it surely is and hopefully will remain, as all couples hope.
Vishal works in Durgapur, a 3 hrs drive from Calcutta and stays with his parents in Asansol, another hours drive from there. We meet in weekends and whenever there are extended holidays. Its September now, and we have almost finished all our paid leaves like this. Our office complains, our family worries, our friends wonder and we understand it all and still stand with our decision to pursue our careers on our own terms accepting this brutal separation as a part of the deal. Its not that we don’t want to be together, no one can fathom how much we do but the plans that we had (Of me not quitting the job, and he coming over to cal by taking a transfer) are taking more time to come real than we ever thought. His transfer is not materializing yet and so is a desired job in a desired company in the city of joy. No one wants to compromise in careers nowadays esp at a juncture when you know you are already there, Isn’t it?
As and when we spoke over the day, he sounded bit goaded and I a bit gloomy. After 2 in the afternoon, I was free so thought of catching him on phn again, but he was still in office and as always he couldn’t manage well. By the time he reached home, at 08:30 pm, he was to attend one friends Bday treat. And there I called up again. He sounded quite grumpy, his mood swings had taken its toll on our conversation and we ended up with a fight. It was all over for the day for us, making me hurt and spoiling his mood for the party, for sure.
Well, this is how he is. Most of the time with men, this is how frustration comes out. We know we are living on the edge. We know God is testing us out, perhaps a long test to give, but nevertheless we also know, it doesn’t really affect our love for each other, its there like a rock, still standing steady to face the bigger tests in life. I believe in God, and am just not complaining. I said these words to myself, as I said my prayers on bed, looking at our picture in the mobile phn and switching it off , knowing there will not be any wake up call for tomorrow. We again were (don’t know for how many days) on a No-dialogue mode.
Nice way to see the love grow, take breaks guys and enjoy the joy of missing someone like crazy. It works!
I wrap up today (i.e the following Sunday when I am not talking to him and missing him big time and perhaps dedicating this write-up to him) and leave you all with this beautiful song. Specially dedicated to my Huby! Love u lots and looking forward to C u soon!! Lolz!
I miss u like crazy!!
