My Noiseless Memories – Chapter 16


Present Day…

I reminisced the days we spent pondering over the question of what would happen if our parents got to know about us and our relationship. Would they agree? She loved her father, so did I, my mother. It was a difficult decision to convince and we knew that from our first day together! My mind was quizzing my heart… We broke so many hearts, so is God breaking ours? Is this a punishment or redemption? I kept getting questions but there were no answers…
 
Not long ago…
 
Two more days passed by…
We were increasingly becoming closer and better friends… We started to understand what we wanted with a sheer glance at each other… The communication levels were dazzling and our pair stunning!
 
That was the first time I was on a trip with a group…first time with a girl…first time as a responsible caretaker for a girl whom I didn’t know for the last 20 plus years in my life… The feeling was fantabulous and mind-blowing…
 
During the next few months,
We shared unending stories of our home, our cultures, people, possessions… Soon the barrier around us was fast diminishing. I was increasingly finding myself centered in a world, where people were always happy and having fun…couples always in passionate love…Girls in my neighborhood disappeared overnight and the remaining were no match to her exquisiteness…The moon’s brightness lost outright to her even without a bout… Was I dreaming…? No…
 
Then what was I doing? I was eating… sleeping… drinking… thinking… Going nuts about just one soul… Zoya!
 
I called her every day to check if she had lunch and dinner while I was slogging at the local motel front desk and subway counters…
 
Every time Sumanth was around, he would always give me an alluring smile when I spoke to Zoya. It was going well and brilliant the way I had thought… We cooked together; we ate together, went out to watch movies with everyone in the gang, and shared our unending jokes…
 
I taught her a lot about electronic gadgets, computers and different technologies…She in turn helped me to understand Shahrukh Khan and Peshawar food! Though I loved the food and didn’t understand Shahrukh Khan as a subject of interest, It was pure joy! Soon we were discussing various books that we have come across and read in time… We were opening up new worlds for each other…
 
I was born in a Tamil family settled in Telugu/Hindi/Urdu speaking city of Hyderabad in India and English was naturally taught in our British styled English medium schools. She was born in an Urdu speaking family settled in Karachi, Pakistan. She spoke one of the cutest English I had ever come across.
 
I was a huge Science Fiction movie fan and it turned out naturally as I once planned for a marathon Star Wars and Star Trek weekend… I knew she was just there supporting and watching those movies just not to disappoint me…
 
I was happy…
As it always comes with girls, the tit for tat story continued the next weekend… She took me to a marathon shopping in and around the city… Sometimes the conversations with the shopkeeper also turned out to be super funny… For instance, Zoya went to a shopkeeper and asked him,
 
Zoya: ‘Do you have a four volt, two watt lamp?’
 
Shop Keeper: ‘For what?’
 
Zoya: ‘No… Two!’
 
Shop Keeper: ‘Two… what?’
 
Zoya: ‘Yes!’
 
Shop Keeper: ‘No’
 
So my shopping sessions with her were never boring and always peppered with amazing fun and great joy. And her sense of humor was also simply amazing. I was explaining her my first days in US…How I took to US and then my initial experiences in America…
 
During this conversation, I happened to say, ‘…After I was mugged and admitted in the hospital, I was lonely and had no one around me… I felt that I was the only one who had no one to care for…’ I said this expecting that there would some soothing words from her that she is there for me but prompt came her reply,
 
‘Never feel that you are alone and no one cares for you in your life… Whenever you feel that you are alone and no one cares for your existence, just miss paying the rent, mobile and a couple of other bills… You would immediately be reminded that you are not alone and people care for you…’
 
We couldn’t stop chuckling at each other… ‘That was good one’ I said
 
I started to feel a connection with Zoya… Soon I realized that we were no more people from the neighboring countries…We were just the same people like any other living in America, wanting to survive and make it big in a foreign land. In short it was brilliant… I was in love with her but couldn’t tell her…She became so important to me that my entire world revolved around her and I didn’t want to spoil it…
 
In a way, I was in reverence mode…
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