Happy non-anniversary to me.!!

What’s this about now you ask, and to be honest even I am not sure. Today is the 1yr anniversary of the first date I went on with Ex…but does it still count as an anniversary if we are not together anymore? I don’t care, I am still gonna think of it as one because I want to cherish and celebrate this day or at least the memory I have of this day. I asked him today, “Do you know what’s today?” and promptly a message pops up on my chat window, “What?” I say “think” You say “No games please, and I cant think” and that’s the end of that. Maybe I’ll tell you later …

But the irony of the whole situation is that we are in fact meeting today – in lieu of the new friendship thing we are trying, but still I did not want to meet him today. I don’t want to replace the memory of this day with anything else.

Lets rename Ex first because I don’t really like that term anymore, it refers to someone who’s not a part of my life anymore. So lets call this funny guy Calvin(his fav cartoon
too).

Ok, Flashback to …Dec 2006.

Calvin and I have been working in the same place for about a year now. We know each other as someone whom we see in the cafeteria or have shared a cab from the station sometime. He noticed a book in my hand once and we talked about it for a little while.
(he remembered all this btw , I had no clue) , so ya we were basically hi-bye friends.
Then I got promoted and landed in the training dept, which was the same that happened to Calvin too. I should mention that I worked in a male dominated company and was considered “one of the guys” so I never even thought about any guy in the office as potential relationship material and was very casual with everyone. So slowly we started to get to know each other and were training a batch together (my first training batch). Eventually we found out that we had a lot of common interests and started enjoying each others company.
So about a year and few days ago, one Friday he told me that is probably going to be on my side of town the next day( he lives in Thane which is like miles away) so I told him to call me if he was around and wanted to hang out. We decided we would catch a play if we could. So that Saturday (13th jan btw) we met at prithvi café for their famous Irish Coffee, and spent hours sitting and chatting. I was amazed at how well we connected and enjoyed the evening, so did he. We couldn’t catch a play that day as it was all sold out, but Cal (that’s what I am gonna call him now) booked tickets to a play called Crab (till-date I have no idea what tht play is about) which was on 17th Jan 2007 (he used to say this was the smartest thing he ever did, until ofcourse we broke up). Again, since I have a brain the size of a pea I still hadn’t caught on that he fancies me.
We started a SMS marathon from that evening onwards till Monday morning when we met again at work.
This is where my memory is slightly fuzzy but I’ll try to remember as much as possible. After work that Monday or Tuesday I was supposed to meet my best friend for a drink so I asked if he wanted to join us and he agreed. Ok now this is the interesting part, we sit in a cab and in a few minutes he holds my hand. I didn’t know what the hell the happening. I think I kept still from the sheer shock of it, and he took it as a positive gesture. So anyway we meet my friend, have a couple of drinks (him – couple, me & friend – no idea) and then on the way back my friend is like – ohmygodhe’scrazyaboutyou in that shrieking squeaky voice. I told her she was out of her mind, but that’s when I started thinking about it. So finally Wednesday happened and we took off from work (all secretive since we didn’t want ppl at work to talk about us – another reason for breakup in the future) and reached Prithvi long before the play was about to start. So we sat there talking about random things but apparently I was super quiet that evening. This is what I remember about the part before the play – I was sitting there staring at a wall listening to some guy playing the flute there and Calvin talking about something. The next thing I know is we are holding hands and sitting there without talking, without moving. Finally its time to go in and so we move. I remember feeling so complete, so much at peace at myself in that time of just being there. Now, don’t ask what happening in the play or the rest of the evening. I think we went for a walk on the beach after that play and talked and talked and talked, that’s when I knew I was hooked.
They say that the first’s of any kind are always memorable, and I think that day is something which will be tucked deep inside where I can keep it safe for the rest of my lives, along with the other heartwarming memories…..

Things kept moving forward from that day on, and before I could catch my breath I had fallen in love – truly madly deeply style at that too !
I had intended to write about our entire relationship today but somehow don’t want to get into the uglier aspects of it when I am cherishing the lovely memories of our time together. So all the depressing stuff can wait, also I better start wrapping up at work. I am meeting him to go window shopping for cell phones, ironic eh?

Oh well, that’s how life is…up…down..up..down…up …down .....VVRrrrrrooooooooommmmmmm and then somewhere suddenly you’ll fall in love …..


EDIT 1: I think this is almighty's way of reminding me why we are not together. Well, remember the plan about going shopping? ok, i am about to leave work in 10 mins and message him to ask him something and i get a reply - sorry might not be able to make it today. will call you later.

WHY WHY WHY can't he call me and let me know in advance if hes not going to make it, he does this every time and nothing pisses me off more than a last minute cancellation.
So much for happy memories....i m gonna cry now !