A Feeling Of Exhilaration-1

"I'll call you at six...Good-bye, darling.,'-this was buzzing in her ears again and again and she was losing her interest in doing anything, just thinking about him...

He was busy, and he was in a hurry, and there might be people around him, but he called me "darling" for the first time.

She didn't know she may get the telephone ring at any time...

Ria was very happy after getting this call from Subodh. She was new to the city, didnt know anyone, Subodh was the only known person to her.

All of her dreams had come true after her marriage. Subodh was always beside her since last two months. She was also ready to do anything for him. Subodh remains busy wholeday in his office work and Ria keeps on waiting for him, when he will come back to home in the evening. Sometimes it becomes night, till he comes back. This is the first time, Ria had received his call on her mobile phone, which Subodh had gifted him, so that she could have a talk with him during his office hour. Ria was flying fife inches over the ground. Afterall, Subodh was the only World for her.

It was already six...but she didnt get his call.

PLEASE, God, let him telephone me now. Dear God, let him call me now. I won't ask anything else of You, truly I won't. It isn't very much to ask. Only let him telephone now. Please, God. Please, please, please.

If I didn't think about it, maybe the telephone might ring. Sometimes it does that. If I could think of something else. If I could think of something else. Knobby if I counted five hundred by fives, it might ring by that time. I'll count slowly. I won't cheat. And if it rings when I get to three hundred, I won't stop; I won't answer it until I get to five hundred. Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty, forty-five, fifty.... Oh, please ring. Please.

This is the last time I'll look at the clock. I will not look at it again. It's ten minutes past seven. He said he would telephone at six o'clock. "I'll call you at six, darling." I think that's where he said "darling." I'm almost sure he said it there. I know he called me "darling" twice, and the other time was when he said good-by. "Good-by, darling." He was busy, and he can't say much in the office, but he called me "darling" twice. He couldn't have minded my calling him up. I know you shouldn't keep telephoning them--I know they don't like that. When you do that they know you are thinking about them and wanting them, and that makes them hate you.

Please, God, keep me from, telephoning him. Please, God.

I don't see what pride has to do with it. This is such a little thing, for me to be bringing in pride, for me to be making such a fuss about. I may have misunderstood him. Maybe he said for me to call him up, at five. "Call me at six, darling." He could have said that, perfectly well. It's so possible that I didn't hear him right. "Call me at six, darling." I'm almost sure that's what he said. God, don't let me talk this way to myself. Make me know, please make me know.

Why can't I be casual and natural, just because I love him? I can be. Honestly, I can be. I'll call him up, and be so easy and pleasant. You see if I won't, God. Oh, don't let me call him. Don't, don't, don't.

God, aren't You really going to let him call me? Are You sure, God? Couldn't You please relent? Couldn't You? I don't even ask You to let him telephone me this minute, God; only let him do it in a little while. I'll count five hundred by fives. I'll do it so slowly and so fairly. If he hasn't telephoned then, I'll call him. I will. Oh, please, dear God, dear kind God, my blessed Father in Heaven, let him call before then. Please, God. Please.

Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty, five, thirty, thirty-five....

Phone rang...and a mild voice came from the opposite side "Calling from Columbia Asia hospital, Mr. Subodh is severely injured and hospitalized here. Anyone from his family can come over here....! "