Completely taken aback by the competition he seemed to face, he called up Ram to seek his opinion on future action.
“Machaan.. just added her on facebook and she looks great. She just changed her pic 4 minutes back and there are already 27 Likes and 48 comments! Wait its 32 and 57 now, just as I speak! What should I do? Should I also Like it?” asked Raghav
“ha.. it always happens man. Just go through the comments. You’ll be shocked to find guys and girls in equal numbers commenting.”
“Yeah! You’re right. I can understand if a guy likes and comments on the pic. But why girls???”
“That’s the way it works dude. It is an unsigned agreement among girls. If you Like my picture, however horrible it is, I will like yours, however horrible you may look. In the end, both feel good. Also, just go through the comments – it will be filled with ‘cuuute’, ‘sweetie’ and stuff.”
“Yeah! It’s completely filled with such comments!”
“Yes. That’s how girls display their affection. Closeness among boys is determined by how liberally they use profanity and bad words. For example, if you call me a dog or something, you are a stranger. If you use the F word, you are a friend. If you use the B word, you are a good friend. If you use the SOB word, you are best friends and if you insult each other’s families, you are best buddies!! Whereas for girls, the closeness is determined by how liberally they use words like cute, sweetie, darling etc amongst them. Now forget all that and just click on Like and add a comment ‘aaawwwwwwwww cuuuuuuuuuuteeeeee’ ”
Raghav’s respect for Ram reached new heights. He wished Ram was near him to touch his feet. Speaking nothing, he obeyed Ram’s orders.
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As the week progressed, Raghav’s relationship with Trisha went to the next level. Having got her phone number, they started conversing over phone after office hours. From official talks to facebook chats to telephone conversations – their relationship had come a long way. Even before she arrived in Chennai, Raghav made arrangements for accommodation and other necessities for her. Trisha, like any other girl would, felt extremely happy with the care and affection she was receiving from Raghav.
Trisha reached Chennai and was greeted in the airport by the only person she knew – Raghav. She looked even more gorgeous than in pictures. He took her to her home in his car and had lunch with her.
“This is the first time I’m dining with such a gorgeous girl” said Raghav, trying out one of the pick up lines that struck him.
“Then..do you mean to say you’ve dined with gorgeous guys before?” Said Trisha and started laughing at her own joke.
Raghav took a while to realize that he had to laugh and joined in.
“uh..well no, I was just trying to hit on you. I know you might be used to all these by now. I mean, it is obvious from what I saw in your facebook profile. There are hundreds of guys in the race. You must’ve been bombarded with proposals throughout your school and college life! But I can’t help but join the Queue.”
“haha.. no..trust me, no one hit on me when I was in school or college. All this is very recent.”
“How come? Did you study in some blinds school or something?”
Trisha burst out laughing. Raghav didn’t expect his joke to be received this well but was nevertheless happy.
“No.. anyways, I got to go. See you in office tomorrow. And thanks for all the help by the way. Good night” said Trisha and left.
As the days passed, Trisha and Raghav became a lot closer than before. Being in the same project and cubicle, they were literally together throughout the day. He would drop her home after office and pick her up in the mornings. Both of them knew and understood each other well. Though they were sure that they were in love, neither of them expressed it. Raghav wanted to take their relationship to the next level and approached Ram for tips on how to propose.
“Machaan, please help me out. I really don’t know how to say it to her. I am not able to wait any longer. I wish she would come up and propose to me” said Raghav
“Got a mirror at home?” asked Ram
“Yes, why?”
“Chuck it. Anyways, there is no way I can help you out in this. No amount of preparation would help. So don’t prepare. Just take her out somewhere and tell her everything. I mean EVERYTHING”
“Everything? But how would she react if she gets to know the truth behind the transfer? Won’t she think cheap of me? I don’t think it’s worth the risk!”
“Imagine what she would think of you if she got to know through someone else. Remember, no secret stays secret forever. It is bound to come out in the open, somehow, sometime. So just listen to me and tell her. It’s better if you tell her the truth yourself.” Ram seemed convincing. His authoritative tone suggested he knew what he was talking. Ram’s tips and guidance has helped Raghav reach this far; there is no reason for him to not listen to him again, one last time. He set up his house and arranged for a candle lit dinner. With fear and excitement in his heart, he invited her home for dinner. She obliged. The clock struck 7, when the door bell rang. Raghav switched off all the lights and Trisha was greeted by the brightness of 100s of candles. She was in a Saree and looked more gorgeous than ever. The house looked all the more romantic with the candles and Trisha. He welcomed her in.
“Trisha, I have a confession to make, and it’s a pretty serious one.”
“I have one too, Raghav. You go first”
“uhmm…look dear.. you were not transferred to Chennai for Business Requirements. I forced Sarathy to do it. Call me desperate or whatever, but I wad badly in need of a companion. I wanted to search for one before my parents did so, because if I let them do it, I am sure she wouldn’t be compatible with me. Hence I threatened to quit and made you come here. And that is why you are here. Until I met you and became this close, I always felt slightly guilty for having done all that. But now, I am glad I did it. I think I’m in love with you. I really don’t know how you would take it, but you really would understand me if you were a guy”
She thought for a while, and said “I understand it Raghav, I was one until 3 years back”, she confessed.
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