Fan To Fiancee: Journey Of a Reader

ITNI SHIDDAT SE MAINE TUMHE PAANE KI KOSHISH KI HAI KI HAR ZARRE NE MUJHE TUMSE MILANE KI SAAZISH KI HAI.(I have wanted you so much, so truly that the entire universe has conspired for me to get you.)

Today while reading the unedited manuscript of his upcoming novel sleeping on his lap it all feels like a dream. Just a year before I was standing far away from him struggling with the overexcited crowd to get a glance of him. All I wanted was to get my book signed and a selfie. But god was writing his own story and we were his characters.

That was a rainy day in Delhi. Streets were flooded with water cars were stuck on the road and I was looking into the Instagram feed of my favorite author. I cheered loudly when I saw his post saying he would be in Delhi for his book promotion on that day.

I checked the clock and I was late for the event but still rushed to the spot covering his new book purchased few days before in a plastic bag. In excitement I forgot to wore my rainy coat and become wet when I reached the venue. When I was entering inside the guard stopped me saying I can’t went inside with wet cloth. I felt heart broken, that was the first time I got a chance to saw him in real and I was stopped from that. I went back to my scooter and waited for the event to end.

The rain was getting heavy but I didn’t moved an inch till I saw the crowd coming out. After half an hour he came from the building holding an umbrella and I rushed to him. The owner of the shop tried to stop but when he asked to allow me he moved aside. I gave him the book and kept looking at his face. He signed that and asked my name. I told him without blinking my eyes till he entered into his car.

The whole day I kept the book on my chest and looked to the rain outside the window. The smile was not wearing out from my face until my mom realized me that I had a flight to catch to go back to Chennai as my collage was opening from the next day.

Reaching Chennai I went to my hostel and started reading his book. Like everything was pre planned he came to our collage for a Ted talk in the same month and luckily I was hosting the event. When I got the information that he was coming earth moved beneath my feet I started feeling nervous forgot my script I had prepared.

And on the D day he entered to the back stage wearing his kurta and denim where I was seating before a mirror rehearsing my lines. Seeing his reflection on the mirror I jumped from my seat and run towards him making him feel awkward. Our professor introduced me to him but he kept looking at me in a strange manner.

I asked,” What happened sir”?

He said politely, “Your face seems familiar did we mate before”?

Knowing he still remembered my face my cheeks turned pink. Blushingly I replied,” Yes sir we have met on your book promotion event early this month. You signed my book outside the building. Remembered”.

He said,” oh, now I get it you are the girl standing in the rain to get your book signed”.

I nodded my head.

He asked,” But why were you getting wet in the rain you could have come inside”.

The devil me pushed me to say something flirty and when my mouth opened,” You may not remembered me if I would have went inside”. And we both laughed. Then I told him the real reason and talk for few more minutes when someone informed me that that was my time to went on the stage.

He gave a really amazing speech making everyone to be themselves and must take risk one in lifetime to get what their heart really desired. For a moment I felt like hugging him tightly but I thought a celebrity writer like him would never understood my feelings.

For next one week I kept typing his mail id obtained from my professor and pressing back space to save the mail again as draft. The confusion continued till I saw an interview of him on news channel where he told that he would like to marry a simple girl who could make a perfect ending to the incomplete story of his life.

Hearing that I didn’t wasted a single second to press the send button and waited to get the reply. Two days passed but how many time I refreshed my mail not a single mail except that of Facebook was coming. Next morning when all my hopes was dead and I thought of checking my mail for one last time a pop-up was blinking on the screen. When I clicked on that all my lazy body turned into a ball of energy. Finally I had his reply apologizing for the delay. And from that point our conversation over mail had started. Day by day from formal mails we moved to friendly talk.

One day while we were busy talking about the new dress I had purchased he asked for my number. That was the most beautiful moment for me as I got a signal that he also started feeling something for me. But he didn’t called me first. So I decided to call him myself and rehearse what I would say to create an impression.

And when he picked the call I forgot everything and started to stamper. He made me comfortable and talked about his next events and asked about my studies. The best thing he told me was him moving to Chennai for six months to write his next book which was based on a south Indian boy’s life. I was busy happy busy in shopping for my first date and day when he called me for dinner I went wearing a sari with my long straight hair open with matching ear rings. The silver anklet was making sound when I was walking. When I entered inside the restaurant he kept looking me like he had never saw a girl in his life. After dinner was over we walked to the marina beach and sat on the cool salty breech of sea. 

We were talking about our future plans when the wind became rough making the weather colder. And it started raining heavily in a few minutes. We ran towards a vacant stall in distance but for me wearing a sari and hills was not possible. I was about to fall two three times in the attempt to run. So he took me on his arm and walked towards the shade and I kept looking at his face. We were wet till we reach there making my sari transparent flaunting my body. In sky I turned opposite to him but he pulled me closer. We were standing on the beach surrounded by the darkness, the sea was hauling with all its mine. There was not an inch of space between our bodies. My skin was able to feel his warmth, my small hands were holding his muscular body. He lifted my face with his hand and move closer. I knew what going to happen and closed my eyes. Next moment I felt his lips over mine and yes I was kissing to the guy of my dream. The weather was making me more romantic and I was not in a move of leaving his body. The passion I was getting I had never felt before biting his lips scratching his back was giving me pleasure. We moved apart when we become breathless. Looking at each other we smiled exchanging an unsaid love. He gave me his blazer to wear and drop me back to hostel. From that day we started meeting frequently for movies shopping long drives. We were falling in love and enjoying every single moment we were spending together.

It was my birthday and I was giving party to my friends in a restaurant. When he came inside all the girls went crazy and got shocked when he hugged me giving kiss on my cheek. That night he proposed me before everyone seating on his knee bringing tears into my eyes. That night after the part we went to his place to spend some time together.

For the first time I came into his apartment. Filled with books and notes.

I walked around the room looking at the books he had collected. From Shakespeare to Salman Rushdie everything was there.

I asked,” you really read these.”

He said,” Yes, but not now a days. Because god have given me a real character to study”.

I looked confused and he sat me on a chair. Sitting on the ground holding my hand he said,” You are the most beautiful girl I have ever saw.” Making me blush.

He opened a box from the table and put the diamond ring on my finger saying,” Will woke me up every morning with your sweet voice and make your face the sun of my life. Will you marry me”.

I was speechless never imagined to be proposed in such romantic way. That was the best birthday gift ever. Tears came down from my eyes and I hugged him. Not a single word was coming from anyone’s mouth. We were enjoying the love in the silence. And then the current went off turning the emergency lights on. The lights of the leds and small bulbs were creating a romantic aroma inside the room.

He hold me in his arms and took to the bed room while I kept looking to his face. Laying me on the bed he sat by my side waiting for my permission to touch. With a smile I pulled him over me and kissed on his lips. He removed dupatta from my neck and kissed making me lustful for him. Turning ups all the lights he climbed over me and we started enjoying the friction of our bare skin. Next morning when I woke he was sitting my side holding a book in his hand. When he saw me getting up he kissed on my forehead. When I saw myself necked on her bed and remembered the happenings last nights I blushed and buried my face in his arm.

He told me,” hey get ready we are going to meet my parents. I have told them about you and they want to see their daughter in law.so that they could talk to your parents.”

I had never thought that everything will happen so fast like our life was running on a highway without any huddles or turning.

After meeting his parents they felt like my own loving and caring. And when they took his proposal to my home my parents happily agreed. In that of itself we got engaged and after my final exam before he completed his next book we got married.

Today when I turned pages of his book it was our story from the day we met on the rain to our marriage. Hope you will like our love story.