Note to self

When you are installing a product about which you have zero knowledge, don't try to act smart - keep the defaults :)

Dream on fire

The door bell rings, she hesitates to answer for its her favorite TV show..

"Maaaa..." she calls out.. hoping she would help her... "oh crap! she has gone for a kitty party". Cursing the person for the wrong timing and not wanting to miss a dialog from the serial, she quickly opens the door..

"Hiiii.. " he says in an exaggerated tone. He is all excited, his left hand is making deliberate effort to hide something. she tries to ignore it.
"Hiii, how come you are early today? No class?" she asks
"Nope, I had some work so came early" he lies, a faint smile decorates her face and he is again swept away.
"What work?" she inquires
His mind goes blank, "damn!" he curse himself for not being prepared for these kind of investigations.. "err, I had this work, you know, i had to purchase something for my mom. err.. no.. sister!"  he blabbers.
"A miserable lier" she smiles inwardly.

"pyar kiya toh darna kya, jab pyar kiya toh darna kya.. pyar kiya koi chori nahi ki, pyar kiyaaaaaa...."

"Sometimes, TV understands my feelings better" he mumbles.
"where's aunty?" his fingers crossed,
"she has gone for a kitty party" she replies her eyes still fixed onto the TV.
"Morning visit to the temple worked!!" he thanks God again for his invaluable support. One of the hurdle is clear, however the big one is still awaiting... Her reaction!
Contemplating various probabilities, he finally decides to give his best shot.
"Priya..." he calls out, her eyes meet his...

that's it, butterflies flutter in his stomach, heart's racing out of proportion, throat chokes, tiny water droplets appear on the forehead.....
mustering all his strength, he kneels down in front of her with his hand held open..

"I might not have your favorite flowers now, may not even have your favorite song in the background, but i have my hand to hold you forever.. if im with you, I don't fear the future .. you make me be the best person...I... I Love you..."

He stops for a moment expecting some reaction, its just silence.... pin drop silence..  her eyes still fixed on him,

"Whats your answer? mujhse shadi karogi?.............."
he looks up confused... its the TV show, the hero is holding heroine's hand, he wish he had that courage :)

A minute passed.. her eyes still fixed on him.. not even blinked once... She hasn't moved a bit from her place, "Please..... say some.. something" he stumbles..

Her eyes relax a bit, she crawls and sits next to him.. she has that evergreen smile on her face which he always admired... she looks deep into his eyes..
"I...... I................."
he eagerly waits for her to complete... but......
"Hariiiiiii...." a voice comes from nowhere.. he tries to avoid it.. he had waited for this moment from past 3 years.. he doesn't want to let go of it... "what is it?" he struggles to listen to her..
"I............................"
the voice is fading away, he fights back to hear what she is saying..
"Eloooooo..." he again ignores that blatant voice... he is loosing her... her face slowly fade away to the dark.. "Noooooooo... just once.. only once.. let me hear what she says" he pleads...

A hand shakes him.. "Hari, elo... late aitu.. College ge hogalva?"
"Amma..... ide time bekitta ninge.. swalpa tadyak agta irlilva.. esht important moment" he fumes..