Saturday Recap Part – 2

She was there. She was right there in front me. In a gorgeous pink Anarkali. She was looking beautiful and that smile on her face was making me feel overjoyed. I was looking at her. Those big eyes, those beautiful cheeks!! And I wish it’s only me fitting in them. My eyes were dancing to her lips, the more they broadened more they shined and this mad urge of hugging her was getting on me.

She was standing right behind me. My heart was racing faster than a cheetah. I turned back, she looked at me, our eyes met. That very moment I wanted the sands of time to just stop. I wanted that moment to never pass. I could spend all my life looking into those beautiful eyes. I gesture her to come and sit beside me. She obliged. She came and sit right beside me. It felt that we were never apart. We were always together. I wanted to ask why was she late. But all I could mutter was “How are you?”. With a smile on her face, she replied. I was too busy capturing those moments that I didn’t hear what she said. And at that moment I was wondering if its still a dream, or the girl in my imagination is shining for real, I was smiling from within, for the first time in last 293 days I was smiling and I was smiling because I was in love with her. The bride and the groom were dazzling in their attire and my eyes were fixed on her. The photographer was trying to capture all the candid expressions around and I wished I had my DSLR too, I would have captured her all the while, she took my breath away, I still fail to understand how does she do it but she does it every single time!! I felt like a marathon runner who had been running for 7032 hours to see her this way, sitting next to me, chattering and me watching her lips moving, her eyes expanding, her hands dancing in air and her cheeks blushing (with my look I believe ) and shining with that reflection of lights around. I could feel that fulfilling sensation inside me, like I had been thirsty for ages and a part of me just wanted to sleep in her laps and take a nap and recover from the slumberless nights, a part of me wanted to just keep my eyes open and watch her without blinking. I know it might sound silly and absurd but the glimpse was like magic and everything just felt like where we had left, like nothing changed, all anguish, all pain, and all the distance suddenly became like a drop in our ocean of love and that was the moment, “She and Me”, right next to each other and everything else was just immaterial.

I wanted to spend all the time I could with her and she made me confident with a “yes” when I asked her to get clicked with a couple of the evening(if you ask me I considered us ). After a few flashlights here and there with real smiles (I knew we both had real smiles, alright mine was 100% real) we went for dinner.

I was not really hungry, in the excitement to meet her I don’t know since when did I actually had not been in a position to engulf anything down my throat. I wasn’t exactly sure if I was hungry for real but I began filling my plate with everything my girl took, I like what she took or not didn’t matter, all I wanted to tell her was I am all hers, willing to do anything she wants me to. And then when my plate was full I wasn’t eating. How could I eat? The moment I took the first bite a fear hovered around my brain and it signalled “she would leave as soon as you finish the dinner” and the part in me who suddenly developed an appetite for food after seeing her was badly shrugged by my brain and then suddenly I actually couldn’t eat anything. And then when I suddenly planned to slow my meal she smiled at me and inquired why am I not eating and the appetite part came up from within yet again on the surface but this time no one signaled it to eat slowly, everything inside me was syncing suddenly, all the scattered parts here and there felt like were collected by her and sewed as one and all of them just wanted the time to freeze or maybe get a time machine and turn time back to 2015 when we both were together!!

While we were sitting together and having the dinner I was looking at her.

My Girl: “So what’s your plan for tonight. When is your flight back to Delhi?”

Me: “My plan is whatever you decide.”

My Girl: “How can I tell your plan? It’s your plan you tell.”

Me: “The person I want to go out with doesn’t want to go out with me”. I wanted to ask her for me to stay and I would never go back.

My Girl: “Then find someone else to hang out with”. She was pushing me away in literal terms.

Me: “I am too lazy for that. I have found the person whom I want to be together with and I am just waiting for her to realize this”.

Meanwhile the idea of slowing the meal worked and then when I insisted on gifting her souvenirs I got for her, she smiled to agree in acceptance. My bag was lying in brides room. And we went downstairs to get it. The moment I unlocked the door post knocking I went into a room full of flashy sarees, and gajra scented ladies who all suddenly stopped looking and every head in whichever direction it was pointing previously were now looking at me. I got out the same way I got in, an impromptu reaction and I asked her if it was okay with her to go in and get the bag. “The purple bag you brought last time?” she said . “She remembers the color of my bag!” I smile to myself but that was not the one, She brought the bag out, and she smiled. So did I.

The sand wasn’t slowing its course from the hourglass, And she was fiddling the OLA app on her phone to book a cab way home, she cancelled one when I insisted and then finally booked another one. Suddenly that restless phase was coming back, I couldn’t breathe, I stand. I wanted to hug her tight, I wanted her to hold me in her arms and just let me hold her back, it felt I was shivering inside, shivering very bad, I wanted to cry, I actually wanted to hold back my tears for it just felt I would drop them any moment and just when I couldn’t handle myself anymore I asked her if I could her hug and she allowed me once again that evening. Another “Yes” and all the willingness suddenly converted to silence when I once again asked her to be mine, stop me here and jut not leave me midway in that night. She had her set of advice and I replied with my determination to wait till eternity and I know I would. She waved at me when she sat in the car and smiled, not once but thrice and just like that my night suddenly became devoid of the moon, for my moon just took all the halo away with her.

And I stood there, still smelling her perfume on sleeves of my shirt, still feeling that warmth of her hug, still believing someday somewhere in these bylanes of Bangalore she would be running towards me in my arms and probably till then I need to live however hard, painful deplorable it be, I will sustain it all because “I Love You” ❤


Gaurav Gupta


Saturday Recap

It was a warm morning in Delhi. I got up at 3 AM in the morning. My cab for the airport was on 4.30 AM. There were no emotions for the trip. I got ready. The cab came, dropped me to the airport. After routine checks, I was waiting at the terminal gate for my flight. As I have to get up quite early in the morning, I was feeling very sleepy. I was sleeping throughout the flight. I missed my breakfast as well.

I landed in Bangalore on time. I don’t know what happened, but suddenly I was filled with nostalgia. For the first time when I landed in Bangalore on 1st November 2015, I was about to meet My Girl for the first time. I was super excited then. On Saturday, I was again suddenly very emotional. I got out of the airport. I saw the shop, Katti Zone. It was the same shop in front of which I saw My Girl for the first time. She was jumping up and down seeing me. I sat there for some time. I was supposed to check in the hotel, but I choose not to. Instead, I went to a restaurant named Adyar Ananda Bhawan (A2B) near the airport. It was the very same place, where I and My Girl had our first tea together. I could imagine her sitting in front of me. Smiling at me with that same innocent face. There were tears rolling down my eyes.

I decided to visit her home. Though I had visited her home only once. I clearly remembered the way around. I guided the cab driver. I was in front of her home. I reached out of the window to see if there was anyone in the balcony. There was no one. Nothing has changed in that locality in last 10 months. I was imagining her standing in the balcony and waving at me.

By this time I was feeling very hungry. So I decided to go to MTR restaurant for some brunch. It is the very same restaurant that she bring me to have my brunch last year. I ordered the same things that I ate last year with My Girl. Maybe I was just trying to relive all the moments that I have spent with My Girl in Bangalore. After a very long time, there was a bright smile on my face. I was happy from the core of my heart. Even though, she was not with me. Her memories were tingling my brain and all those happy moments were doing a chemical reaction with my body. In that very moment, I just wanted to dance.

I had come to Bangalore for a friend’s wedding reception. So I quickly go to the restaurant’s washroom and changed my attire according to the occasion.

My Girl was also supposed to be part of the wedding reception. So the possibility that I could finally meet her after such a long time was making me go weak on my knees. I reached the designated place a bit early around 4 PM. There was nobody there. I just sat there. Around 5.30 PM my friend and her husband arrived. She was visibly very happy. She was the center of attraction that night. She went in for her bridal makeup while I was chit chatting with her husband and her father.

The event started on time at 7 PM and guest started to trickle in. They were queuing beside the stage to meet the bride and groom. Present their gifts, get their photographs clicked and then going ahead for dinner.

My eyes were constantly searching for My Girl. I was really excited that I was finally going to see her. I looked at the clock. It was 7.15 PM. I thought that event started so long back, where is My Girl. I was starting to get impatient. The clock struck 7.45 PM and there was still no signs of My Girl. The guests were continuously rolling in. Giving their presents and getting their photographs clicked and leaving the scene.

By 8.15 PM the hall was empty. Very few close relatives remain. My hopes of seeing My Girl were dashed. There were tears in my eyes again. I got up. Went to the stage. Shook hands with bride and groom (I have already given my gift to them), get my picture clicked and starting to leave. I was hungry but was in no mood to have dinner. For some stupid reason, I just sat there. I sat there for some time. At 9.10 PM when looked at the door for once final time, I saw My Girl. First, I thought I was imagining her like the way I was doing for the whole day. But then I realised it was not my imagination. Actually, it was My Girl, standing right in front of me. I was so happy. I just wanted to go and hug her so tight, that she could never leave me.

I was seeing her after 293 days or after 9 months, 19 days. My Wait was finally over.

P.S – How the rest of the conversation unfolded between me and My Girl will be narrated in Saturday Recap Part -2.


Gaurav Gupta


I was waiting. I was waiting for the flight to land, constantly toggling between the aircraft’s flight path and some masala Bollywood movie. I just wanted the flight to land at the Kempegowda International Airport as soon as possible. I had to wait for 3 months for this moment to arrive and now I could not wait another 3 minutes. The flight landed and I had to wait for everyone else to de-board the flight as I was sitting in the last seat of the aircraft.

I rushed down and made a dash towards the immigration check desk, there was a queue and again I had to wait for my turn. I was getting impatient. My turn came and immigration officer looked at me and I smiled back, he checked my passport and started filling some form in his computer. Meanwhile, I was busy planning that how will I meet her?, What will I say when I will meet her, immigration officer shouted my name and my dream broke. He handed the passport and I again made a dash towards exit. Then I remember I had to change clothes. I had planned that I will meet her in a suit and tie. The attire was kept at the top of my luggage. I went to wash room. The wait to meet her was getting longer and longer. I changed hurriedly, but then I realized I had to make a knot of my tie. I cursed my self, but then I had to be in a tie and suit when I meet her for the first time. I make that knot, did the final checks and then my phone rang.

I knew it was her, she was also waiting for me outside the Airport. She asked “Where are you? Your flight landed quite a while back”. I can’t tell her that I was getting dressed to meet her. I said “I am just waiting for my luggage and will come out of Airport in another 5 mins”.

Then I had to rush. I was really getting impatient now. I went to collect my luggage. And bags kept on rolling in front of my eyes but my bag didn’t arrive. I waited and waited and my bag was nowhere to be seen. Seeing me getting impatient one of the airport staff member arrived. He asked “How may I help you sir?”. I explained him my situation and he said “Sir this section is for Domestic flights your bag would be on next conveyor belt which is for International passengers”. I felt so dumb. I ran towards that conveyor belt and bingo there was my luggage. I collected the trolley and put my luggage on it and started following the exit signs.

I came out, my eyes were searching my girl. I didn’t knew how will I react when I will meet her for the first time. I was searching for her, and there she was. Jumping with joy waving at me and my heart skipped a beat again. I just wanted to hug her, but the feeling that I was finally meeting her was so surreal that I could only mutter “Please pinch me and if this is a dream let it be over right now” She touched me. my heart was beating so fast.

My wait was finally over.


Gaurav Gupta