Skip to main content

A Love Triangle.... Or so they thought....!!

It was Sameera’s wedding and all her friends were there to celebrate the occasion. Her friends from her old workplace saw her and Vinay with a look that can be termed hateful.

Vinay and Sameera were equally puzzled with this indifferent behavior from people whom they considered friends. But they just went on with the celebration. Sameera and Vinay worked with 2 different leading IT concerns before they went off to the US of A to pursue their higher education. Sameera’s and Vinay’s offices were close to each other and so were their houses. Sameera’s office was on the way to Vinay’s. Vinay used to commute by his own bike or car to office and even though Sameera had paid for her office bus, she used to go with Vinay most of the days. And getting back home was not a very different story. All of Sameera’s friends in office knew that she had a boyfriend and was committed. They did not know anything about her boyfriend, not even his name or where he worked. They knew she was being picked up and dropped by a guy almost everyday and they were almost certain that Vinay was her boyfriend. They made sure they had to meet him and one such evening when Sameera had to be picked up, Vinay came in his car and halted in front of her office campus. All her friends came along and got introduced. Their heads now felt so much better after seeing who ‘the guy’ was. As time flew by, her friends kept meeting him and they all started hanging out together in the weekends. Vinay was a fun-to-be-with kind of guys and they really liked hanging out with him and Sameera. Never once did they probe about their relationship because they knew for sure that he was “the guy”.

Vinay casually once told them all, their ‘story’. They knew each other for at least 12 years, starting from their 6th grade. Since, then they have been friends and Vinay joked “God alone knows how I managed to put up with her till now. And holy cows, there’s more to come” and he winked. This gave them all the information that they needed. Subsequently, they ‘caught’ them both in several coffee pubs and the bessy beach lots of times and teased them about it. Vinay and Sameera took it in the lighter vein and just ignored it, knowing less that they thought these 2 were a couple.

And why was there a look of disgust??? It was mainly because, Sameera was getting married to Arya and Vinay was the Best Man (Mapillai Thozhan).

Arya was Sameera’s senior in college and they got together not by freak chance. They lived in the same area and hence, used to commute by the same bus to college. It so happened that one fine day, they both missed the bus. Sameera decided to call Arya to find out where the bus was. We all know it’s a common practice in college. She picks up her mobile phone from her bag and almost like he read her mind, Arya called “Hey! I missed the bus too da. I’m planning to head to college by bike.” “Oh ok”, said Sameera in a hesitant tone. He now popped the question. No, not “Will you marry me?” “Hey do you want me to pick you up. Only if u don’t mind.” Sameera jumped at the opportunity because she had an important lab to attend that day and Arya was a guy she could trust. They started hanging out together and spending a lot of time together. Arya being a year senior and an overall smarty, could help her out with her acads and extra-curricular equally. It was Sameera’s second year in college and his third when they both were office bearers for their college Rotaract Club. There was an event organized by them at Le Royal Meridien and it was quite late into the night when the function ended. So Arya who lived near Adyar had to drop Sameera back home. It was this opportunity that he seized. He stood in front of her “I don’t know why, but, I just know I’m a better person when you are around. Will you be around and make me a better person in life?” and saying thus he handed a huge bouquet of red roses. Sameera was floored, but, she knew she had to think practically and said “Let’s first get back to our houses. It’s already quite late. We’ll talk about it later.” Arya was almost taken aback by this kind of a response. Sameera came back home and quickly called her closest friend from school times Vinay, who was in a different college and was oblivious about what was happening. Sameera narrated the whole story non-stop to him. He did not have to say much then. He asked her not to rush things. Before she could give any sort of a reply to Arya, she wanted Vinay to meet Arya. Vinay met Arya at the beach one day and they had a nice time chatting about various things. And then that night Sameera called Arya and gave him a YES. They had been together from then to forever. Arya and Vinay took to each other well and became very good friends and most of the times they teamed up to pull Sameera’s leg. The Troublesome Trio as they called themselves went to the US of A together for education and to the same university.

Knowing less or in fact nothing of all that was between Vinay and Sameera and Arya, Sameera’s friends, not being able to bear the crap they were witnessing, went ahead and took Vinay and Sameera to the room nearby and asked. “How on this sweet planet can you 2 do this to yourselves? It is not right. Don’t do this; come on after all you guys know each other for more than 14 years now and you guys have been together. Why is Sameera getting married to Arya?” They were in absolute rage now. Arya just happened to walk by and came in after hearing the noise. Vinay and Sameera held back their laughter and told Arya what was going on.

Vinay, Sameera and Arya started laughing like mad. They were in complete state of insanity after hearing what was said and they were laughing their hearts out. It was after all an occasion to laugh and smile and enjoy. It was the wedding of Arya and Sameera, who were together since college times. Sameera’s friends not understanding a thing, stood there ignorantly with a jackass kind of feeling running through them.

P.S: The people in the story are no way fictional and any resemblance to real life characters is completely intentional....

Comments

  1. Arya-Sameera love story la enaku oru guest role kuda illa.. whatte pity!!!!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Happily Ever After.....

The last one of the trilogy. I thot of makin this another tragic end like most of my poems. But, due to popular demand. I had to make the ending predictable and happy. :) Hope you enjoyed the series :D The Memories that were buried deep down in my insane heart, Did not stay there for too long, I just let them die, I knew I had to play my part, As a husband, a father and let the past just fly by. It was son’s high school year when she came back, She wanted to meet; she gave me a call, I knew I was strong at heart and I would cut no slack She told me she had loved me too much and made a request too tall. She wanted to be mine now…After all these years. I told her I was married and I had a son, The next moment, I could see her still angelic face, wet with tears, I did not know what to do; I stood there, every single second wanting to run. She told me, she would go, But, she wanted a first and a last kiss, My conscience wouldn’t let me do it, B’cos I loved my wife that much so, My life til...

Of fruity luxuries....

Slurp… lick …slurp……gggulp………mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I was in a state of total bliss a few moments back when I had some yummy watermelon and some honeydew. It was too yummy and fruit after dinner is just too good. Back in India, this was a luxury. Every summer meal of mine was followed by mangoes, apples, watermelons, musk melons (American variants are cantaloupe or honeydew), or any other fruit that can be found in a veggie/fruit shop. All the fruit is placed in a bowl diced and chilled and seeds taken off as the case may apply. Dig a fork deep in or tooth picks or spoons or if I cannot resist the temptation till the forks are at the table or till I get one, just grab and gulp. This I thought was a simple thing and some days I have not bothered to take the bowl and drop it off at the kitchen sink. I just relished the fruit every meal and washed my hands and walked off. Sometimes I even complained, “Oh damn we had the same fruit in the morning. Can’t we have something else now?” Today, I had ...

For The Love Of The Dream - Part 2

Swapna said she would check it later. They continued talking for the next few hours. She was talking about her childhood and school times. Swapna all of a sudden pinged him and said, “Dude, I’ll go get my lunch” and that is when they realized they have been lost in talk for the last 4 hours. They had spoken without a break and they decided to scroll to see what they had spoken. Ram quipped, “Man I can write a whole biography of Swapna and call it the Tale of the Dream may be!” Swapna chuckled to herself and replied, “Oh well, it isn’t any lesser here. I even know what the color of your first bicycle was.” Realization is the funny feeling that dawned upon both of them. They had met 4 hours back on an instant messaging client and now they stood at a point where they knew so much about each other. Swapna in almost a shocked state typed out, “Where on this sweet planet is this heading? This is so fast.” Ram was slow and realized the magnitude of the situation only when he read out what sh...