Listening to the familiar notification alert, she absently touches the whatsapp icon on her sleek new smart phone.
“What’s up, Dumpy?”
“Had a bad day dude. Made an utter fool of myself today with a couple of Mumbai wala managers :|”
“One Anand Pandey and one..something Phadnis”
“Yes. Both are fools.”
She allows herself a little smile.
“Ahan? Why so? They threw so much attitude man.”
“They do only that best. One is a serious retard. The other chews paan and spits it everywhere.”
She giggles a little bit now. She also has the sense to understand that ABC corp has more sense than to employ Manager cadre people of such descriptions, especially in its Mumbai office.
Still, she eggs him on.
“Oh yuck! :D”
“And you know the best part?”
“Oh there is a BEST part to this? :P”
“He offers me a drop and Im sitting in the passenger seat, and he spits right in front of me, at XYX gate. And it all layers on his limited edition City. It is so easy to spot his car in the parking :P”
“HAHAHA :D :D ok that made me laugh :P”
“Ok ok. Bye Dumpy. I’ll sleep now.”
“Ok bye :) :)”
She doesn’t create a fuss about the abrupt ending of the chat. She had a problem with it when they were seeing each other. And a problem with his aversion to smileys. But as she warmed up to everything about him, their families got colder. Eventually both of them decided that it was futile to carry a relationship that caused so much heartburn to everybody else forward.
“Hummm.” She locks her phone and turns her bed side lamp off, the shadow of a smile still lingering on her lips.
A few hundred kilometers away he buries himself under blankets, trying to keep warm. He understands he will never be able to be there for her all the time, like he strives to, now. Just as much as he cannot stand to watch her sadness, he knows that he will never be able to turn her lips up, like he just did now, forever.
Still, he vows to himself, reading her gay, laughter filled text once more, Until that day comes- until then, I will make sure she never, ever stops smiling.