5. Exploring Weekend

Weekends were always my favorite and still it is just there is a slight difference, I used to cook for myself but till last Sunday I was cooking for her too, Then I used to have my favorite scotch but till last Sunday we had her favorite wine because what she did after returning her Journal don't know whether that was our last Sunday or not but it was quite a fun to empty her father's stash and it almost took 8years still there is plenty of bottles left and now we have our own stash don't know what will happen to that.

I still remember my first weekend after meeting her that day was phenomenal. Whenever I share any part of my story to anyone I always start my story with words like phenomenal, fantastic, awesome it's not because I want everyone to follow my stories it's just the feeling which I had and still has for her made each and every moment with her a phenomenal one.

if you have loved someone at any point of time you must relate to me that Not a single phrase, not a single word even not a single emotion can express those feeling whether you are with them right now or not it's just the moment the time you had spent with your loved ones that you cherish.

Sometimes I become philosophical but back to my story. For a Workaholic robot, weekends are special. From waking up early morning to watering plants, from being MasterChef to drunk bong I used to do everything that I love only on Sundays. But thanks to Bhanu da that Sunday was different for me. Before I was even ready for morning veggie shopping Bhanu da knocked.

Bhanu da: Oye Tara Tari khul ( hurry up and open the door)

me- Darao Darao( wait wait)

Bhanu da- Time noi ( don't have time)

The moment I opened the door he pushed me aside and took a stool near the fireplace and Ordered me to make a cup of tea. He always liked my special tea but this was the first time in months. While making my special tea I asked him, "anything special".

Bhanu da- Special ki Hobe re, tui Cha khaba ( nothing special just serve me the tea)

me- Hobe aar ki , Eto dinner por Mone aaslo special cha. ( what will happen you asked for it after a long interval)

Bhanu da- Na khabate chas to direct bole de aami Jai tahole. ( if you don’t want to serve just say it I am leaving)

My special’s aroma was all over the place and his senses were all back and he changed his sentence from “Jai tahole to uff Tara tari” don't keep me waiting for your special. I handed over a cup to Bhanu da and took another stool beside him. Bhanu da after having two three sips.

Bhanu da- Adi, I think you must ask that girl for this tea or propose her on this tea. I suggest you open a tea stall too.

Me- Dada Cha khao we will talk on this topic later and about tea stall I had already told I never thought about that.

Bhanu da- Na na na what's the problem.

Me- I don't even know her That well

Bhanu da- Ok then how are you planning to know her just by wasting your Sunday like this.

Me- Now I get it what's the purpose of this early morning visit. Except for her name I know nothing about her.

Bhanu da- Pressurize your brain and try to remember anything else she told you like area she lives in or about her work.

Me- Bhanu da, I remember nothing and if you don't mind I have some work to do.

Bhanu da- I do mind and now shut the fuck up and leave for town, at least go and explore the city my boy.

Me- but Bhanu da early morning we can do this exploring part in the evening.

Bhanu da- Not we you and not in the evening right now.

me- but and he slapped me.

Bhanu da- No if no but you will leave right now and if I find you anywhere near this tea Garden today you will be fired.

After getting ready he pushed me outside my house and closed the door said I know you very well that's why I am staying here the whole day so that you can't sneak in and threw his car keys from the window and started music player in full sound. The music player in loud sound " Chala Jata hun hasi ki dhun me......" along with Bhanu da singing in his heavy voice.

I started car left for the city there is fog everywhere in route to the city for the first time I was driving in this route in this time. I slowed down to 20 /30 kmph and started enjoying the view outside well that's the beauty of hill station I guess and as usual my first destination to city Munna's 5-star Cafeteria. Munna was in utter shock because I had never been to Munna's early morning and more importantly I have ordered ram pyari. Munna shouted Gholtu" Dada ke ekta special Ram pyari de re"( Gholtu, Serve A special Ram Pyari to Dada), I enjoyed my tea and left for exploration. I left my car at Munna's started walking towards Clocktower. My heart knows this trip is not about exploring it's just about searching for her library. I had known from the beginning what I was going to do in the city just didn’t want to confess it to dada.

My inquiry started from clocktower no one had any perfect idea about where it is someone sending me uphill some directing me to downhill and I was pretty much exhausted for past two hours I had been jogging up and down, I was feeling tired and hungry too.

I decided to have a break and have something instead of jogging up and down to think calmly from where to start fresh because for all these years I hadn’t tried to explore the city and which is going to cost me. Still breathing heavily trying to control my breathing I took a halt at nearby Momo’s shop. I took a deep breath and ordered for myself a plate of Chicken Momos and a bowl of soup along with it. This shop was heavily crowded with young blood murmuring laughing and enjoying their time without having any fear of future it reminded me of my college days and my friends Tiwari, Tidda & Pandey and how we used to roam for the best food in the area and especially our favorite Dragan Momos by Lama. While having my momo and walking down the memory lane I clearly forgot because roaming around college and school students give you a thrill and flashback of your mischievous activities. I got an idea and anyone could understand what that will be when you are around students but I remember we never used to go to the library except when we were following beauties. I asked students nearby, Is there any library nearby? And there answer is what I expected, Is there any we had never been to there who in the right mind goes there. I jumped to the next table and next and next but the answer was the same and even got worst. A guy from another corner stood up and said you can find it uphill near State bank.

Me- Thanks and Ordered a plate of Momo for him.

The guy- There is no need for that.

Me- Enjoy it’s just my way to show gratitude.

The guy- Okay and remember it has a small entrance without any door that’s the reason not everyone knows about it and I guess you have found it and you know very well I am not talking about the library.

I smiled and said, you seem to be a book lover. While we were having our conversation his whole group at the same “ Since, when” except one. She said, you too love books. That guy poured his heart out with just a single blush. A start to a new story in a new group with a spark in their eyes. In this universe, every second there is a start and end of different stories.

Me- I guess you have found it too young man.

I started my journey towards the library but at that time I was not in a hurry.  I really started exploring and enjoying the view on my way to the library and especially the reason for my happiness was that guy’s moment with that girl. I found my special moment at Munna’s café that guy found his while having a conversation with me.

“I must say my dear friends just don’t stop and start exploring god knows your moment must have been waiting for you somewhere near.”

I reached my destination near bank there is a small entrance to the backside of a building without the door but lighting done with twinkling light in that corridor was explicit and there it was. My softy smile was back on my face and the way it was decorated my heart knew it was Anamika. I entered and reached to the back side and my heart started beating and I love that feeling but no one was there in the counter or anywhere near. There was a  “We are closed” signboard lit up above the counter and I was sad again.

I heard a sound it was coming from some pilled up but no one was there so I started moving towards it silently and took a dusting stick for safety. I lifted my hand and silently peeked above the book pile and what I saw and my pose with hand lifted to strike holding a duster. She was sitting in between books dusting full covered in the dust a treat to watch her while working even today. Her hair was falling over her specs and she was trying to blow her hair while dusting. I was standing there silently after few minutes I extended my hands to help her with her hair and in return, she got frightened I got slapped with the duster and now the whole dust was on my face.

Anamika-  Shit! At least you could have told me that you here.

I was trying to take the dust out of my mouth and face and replied, “Now you know that I am here”.

She started laughing out loud and I with her because we both were looking like jokers full covered in dust. She took the clean duster and wiped my face saying “you could have told me”.  I pulled out my handkerchief and slowly removed her specs and wiped the dust off her face and said, “ Don’t worry” and we both got stuck in our moment.