Dakota 2: Until the next time

Forget everything and go on a break. Take your car, go for a drive. Spend a little quality time in the lap of nature, have a beer maybe, and just absorb the beauty of your life. The more you connect with yourself, the better life becomes. Remember that delusions are temporary, but conscience is undying. Do not let it die. Do not die several times before you die.


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Final Episode

#1 Khanabadosh

ab jab tum jaa rahe ho to ek baat yaad rakhna, zindagi hamesha ek safar hai aur yea sab ko katna padta hai, par kuch log ke liye safar zindagi jeena hota hai. Aur tum unme se ek ho, tumhara safar ek aisa safar hai jo rooh ke saath ka hai.

Tumhare liye safar ek safarnama hai aur tumhe zinda rakhne ki jadibutti. Ab jaa rahe ho toh naye kisse kahaniya zarur laana.

Bindu is the person who loves travelling and her every breath is meant to travel. When she travels, she lives and when she lives, her aura makes that city look very beautiful. Every time when she travels, Bubla just waits for her return to listen to her stories. The best part is she always bring some gifts for him.

#2 Sukuniyat

usko dekh kar bas ek pal men sukuniyat mil gayi.

wo sunhare chumkhe, wo badi bindi, wo nashili aankhein, nila kurta and uski budbudati hasi, aisa mano ke usko aise dekhkar ek pal mein zindagi ji li.

Ae bindu tumne to ek pal mein puri zindagi ka ehsaas dila diya, tumne toh sukuniyat ka matlab samjha dia.

Well, we humans strive for peace every single moment and Bindu is someone who can make you realise what peace looks like in one single moment. The world stops on seeing her dressed so elegantly in simple kurti matched perfectly with the Indian flavour of bindi and oxidised silver earrings and that brown coffee bean likes eyes. Her smile is the measure of absolute peace.

#3 storm

My eyes were searching for her in the crowd and as soon as my eyes manage to spor her, I noticed that she was wearing a black Kurta with those big jhumkas and her hair tied with help of the stick that looked like a polised ivory sculpture stopped my world.

She was approaching me and I was still standing, still waiting for her to come and smile.

However, suddenly my eyes opened and it was 2 am in the night. Unlike, other days the night was scary still I was shivering maybe because of losing her in my dream.

He cannot get over her jhumkhas and her hippy look. And without her Bubla’s life is like a blank page so even in his dreams he does not let Bindu be alone.

#4 Her motto

Forget everything and go on a break. Take your car, go for a drive. Spend a little quality time in the lap of nature, have a beer maybe, and just absorb the beauty of your life. The more you connect with yourself, the better life becomes. Remember that delusions are temporary, but conscience is undying. Do not let it die. Do not die several times before you die.

A line from one of Bubla’s article.

This is what Bindu told me when he was struggling to find his own way through the narrow roads of his life.

There are many more things that Bindu said and it just made him feel like what else do you need when you have a best friend. Bindu told me believe in me.

However, I was always questioned that Who am I for Bindu?

Well, I am her mother, bestfriend, wingman and bridesmaid.

We have spent the entire journey of our friendship by fighting and making sure that we blame each other for it. We abuse each other so that we can love each other. We rant together for being single and we hang out together to live in a world, the world which Bubla calls as DAKOTA.

So, live with your memories, till I meet you again with more memories of Bubla with Bindu.

Some snippets when Bindu is praising Bubla.

“I am just going for couple of days. I will be back soon child.”

“You are my wingman, chodu.”

“Fuck, this was all because of you Pyomi. If you were not there, I would definitely failed.”

“I feel satisfied to see you performing in front of the crowd.”

“You are not alone. I am here no. I am always here.”

“If we are not close still you will not let me fall. You will throw a rope in my direction and hold me with that.”

The list is too long to be written


The end


Dakota 2: Tum Ho, Yeh Mehfil Hai Aur Apne Tarane (Scene from Ahmedabad)

Bubla took her to his favourite place where he finds solace and he sits quite often. They drove to SP ring road, to that place, his place, from where one could see the entire city. The time was around 7:30 pm and the songs tuned in were Kishore Kumar’s classic.

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Episode 4

As soon as we reach mid way she said I want to get my hair’s straightened. Just stop at the nearby Salon and go and, ask the rates no. He was giving her dead stare for a minute and at last being helpless he went to Enrich-The salon to ask for rates of hair straightening.

“Excuse what is the rate of hair straightening for girls”

The woman giving me the same dead stare and in a sarcastic tone said, “If you have the enrich voucher then it is 1500 INR or else it is 3200 INR”

Listening to that I said thank you and thought of running super fast in the direction of the car. Seeing me coming like this in a speed of flash Bindu asked me, “BC, what happened?”

Bubla: “Chutiya samaj ke rakha hai in loko ne. It is 3200 INR for your fucking hair straightening and I am no way going to pay that much. Moreover, that woman was so sarcastic as if I am a chaprasi. You always put into this uncomfortable zone. You should die.”

Hearing this Bindu started laughing as if she is enjoying the moment and said, “Vyom BUBLA Desai, just look at your face. It looks like you have just pooped in your pants.  Sit, we will go to some other place.”

Bubla: “I am not going to take you at any other salons. We will go to the salon where you usually get it done after a short drive.”

Bindu: “But I am hungry and yes, get me some cigarettes no.”

Bubla: “I know you will ask for it as you were at your home for the entire day so I bought 10 already.”

Bindu: “Aww Bubla, What will I do with out you? Where the fuck is your AUX cable? and chiiii what kind of songs do you listen.”

She has this habit of getting angry at me anytime and ordering like I am her Ramu kaka. However, I cannot refrain from denying the fact I loved it as it made me feel special in many ways.

Bubla took her to his favourite place where he finds solace and he sits quite often. They drove to SP ring road, to that place, his place, from where one could see the entire city. The time was around 7:30 pm and the songs tuned in were Kishore Kumar’s classic. They both lighted the cigarette and refrained from speaking anything. Both of them were standing near the bridge watching it progress over the years. There was some different kind of peace that he saw in her eyes and probably the kind of peace he has never seen before.

Bindu: “I love Ahmedabad.”

Bubla: “At times, me too.”

They sat there for some 20 minutes and for the first time hardly spoke anything. Then she shouted that I need to get my hair straightening done,

Bubla: “You know what, I will become a very nice boyfriend.”

Bindu: “Only, if you get one and that is not going to happen.”

Finally after a lot of abuses and pointless arguments we reached the salon which had a board named Decent.

“Are you sure he is good. Aisa na ho straightening ke naam par chutiya kaar de.”

“Fuck off and come on follow me.”

We went inside the salon which was entirely a ladies salon and he was the only man sitting apart from one who was doing her straightening. Now, here the point was her straightening would take almost 45 minutes and till then he has to sit at that place. The point was he was not having internet pack on his phone and all he could do is to watch the beautiful face of a Dayan. After a while he started enjoying the look of her face because at certain points, she felt a little pain and her expressions use to change.

Bubla, feels so good when he see Bindu in this kind of situation. He was laughing and laughing and Bindu was giving that Amitabh Bacchan look from the movie Zanjeer.

Finally, it was done and they were to leave for their home. However, he wished how if they would have stayed a little longer. However, I will never forget that 20 minutes silence as eyes spoke better than words during that time.







Dakota 2: Tum ho, yeh Mehfil hai aur apne tarane

He extended his hand to reach her waist and she kept her hands on his shoulder. They both were smiling at each other as if they knew what that moment meant to them. They somewhere knew that it will not come again.  And at the point, it struck Bubla to enjoy every moment he has in his hands.

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Episode 3

Scene #2

She commented on my photo, “I got my rainbow coloured umbrella?”

Bubla replied, “what about me?”

Bindu for the first time said, “We can share.”

and he went to the third thing that defines her that is the old songs and I just replied, “Then meet me soon, please. We can then dance to the tune of the songs of the Raj Kapoor. I forgot the movie name though.

Just to make it look Better.

So Bubla has this habit of going back down the memory lane once he thinks that he said something amazing. He went back to the time when they had their first trip to Mumbai very recently.

A scene from Khar Socials

Bindu: “Tujhe kuch hua hai kya? aise gobi ke phul jaise shakal kyun banai hai?”

Bubla: “Nai, bas thodi health kharab hai. It feels like I am going to puke.”

Bindu: “You better do not drink now.”

Now Bubla has the habit of doing exactly opposite to what Bindu says, after all, all he does is he takes it on his ego.

Bubla: “Mein toh piyega. No matter how many time I go to puke I will drink.”

After 3 drinks and 4 vomits, Bubla was out of his mind and he could see Bindu dancing just like the way Hellen use to dance in the item song. (A compliment). The only difference here was that Bindu was the chubbier version of Hellen with full clothes and more beautiful than her. (Sorry for being Creepy) It was the first that he was seeing her dance and probably it was the first time that Bubla smiled so earnestly after 3 months.

Bindu came to have her beer and stood exactly next to Bubla and smiling at her. It seemed like it was his smile. He extended his hand to reach her waist and she kept her hands on his shoulder. They both were smiling at each other as if they knew what that moment meant to them. They somewhere knew that it will not come again.  And at the point, it struck Bubla to enjoy every moment he has in his hands.

He gets up, goes to Bindu and says, “Let us do cheaped wala steps and he is in love with the girl right behind her.” She caught up to his cheap steps so easily and at the same time totally judging him.  Then he followed the steps she did. We even didn’t know which step we were doing but it went on like from most cheap steps to break dance to slow motion. Bindu made Bubla dance keeping all his pain away and he danced like this after 2 years. At the same time, he managed to puke 6 times after 2 years. Well, that doesn’t even matter unless he was not okay.

If at any moment he goes numb then Bindu just stands beside him making him feel as he is safe. Bubla had his first trip in Bindu and he had his best time apart from train journeys. Because she sleeps like Kumbhkaran during the train journeys.



Bubla was just going back and making the layer of flashback of memories; it seemed like he was reliving the joy of that memories.

A scene somewhere in Ahmedabad

Bindu: “Meet me no. I am getting bored here at home plus I cannot drive as I hurt myself while running behind Aashil to hit him.”

Bubla: “Who runs with such a heavy body”

Bindu: “Who will take me out other than you. Come fast I am waiting.”

Bubla: “Will be there at your place in next 30 minutes but I will be in Wagon R.”

She comes with the big bandage on her left leg and looking at her he was not able to control his laughter. He continued to laugh till the time she sat in the car and shouted at him. She took the aux cable and started her all time favourite and at times boring play list.

As soon as we reach mid way she said I want to get my hair’s straightened. Just stop at the nearby Salon and go and ask the rates no. He was giving her dead stare for a minute and…

To be continued.



Dakota 2 – Meri Pyaari Bindu

“Pyaar mein itni thokar khaane ke bawajood, zakhm pe iodex malkar veer jawaan hamesha khade ho jaate hain, ek aur try karne ke liye…”

Episode 2

There is some quality in her that makes her look very different from other people. Her presence is like the aura of lilies that are just plucked from the nursery. Every time she meets me there is some thing different about her. There are 4 things that define her.

The first is her big bumble bee like eyes, second is her traditional kurties and the way she walks. Her way of walking is just like a tornado that is coming to hug you from a distance. The third is her love for old songs and the way she sings them. The fourth and my favourite is how she takes or steals my stuff which she likes and never gives me hers.

Our relation is just like Bubla and Bindu from the movie, “Meri pyaari Bindu”. You lock us in one room for a month, we will not mind unless any one of us loses the fight. You give us one Pizza and we fight till the last piece. You tune into the old songs then we will sing and dance loudly in our car. If she is low, she will get angry at me as she thinks it is her birth right. She is busy making chits and making plans of copying in the exams while I am busy making the schedule for her studying.

She is so similar like Bindu as she never reads my work. She always start something but leaves her midway. However, she always know what she exactly wants. Her whatsapp calls mean it is an emergency. She is the one who is ready to do some of the craziest things and I am the one who stays behind her in all the weird things she does. She is the one who fights with people on my behalf. She is the one who never appreciates me for anything.

Well, reading this one might think where do I stand? I am the one who assures Bindu that she can do whatever she wishes to do because Bubla is standing right besides her. I am the one who makes sure Bindu is alright and I am the one who tells her she is at her best when she dances on Shammi Kapoor’s song. I am the one who is scared of her mother.

Jab itna bol hi dia to thode kisse bi ho jayein Bindu aur Bubla ke…

I asked her, “Ooo Bindu, Meri pyaari bindu, how was your date?”

“Which date you are talking about?”

“Bc, as if you got went to Lots of when I was not in the town. See, we both know that you are not going to find someone else.”

“Owww, You fucking went for 15 long days. I missed you while shopping. I did not find any company.”

“That means you just missed me because you need to go for shopping?”

Owww! Yes, Bubla Desai. Apart from it, I had a good time without you. It was actually peaceful as there was no one who keeps crying on things.”

“Okay, I lose, now tell me how was your date?”

“With Vinny it was ok ok. I mean we had nothing to talk about. Half of the time he was just sitting.”

“Who the fucks gives such kind of names. Seriously! Vinny? I totally judge you Bindu. That is but obvious no, you were talking since few months and if you meet after that, what will you have to talk. BC, You will die single.”

“No, I have you as my backup no. And I know you are going to forever alone.”

“Pyaar mein itni thokar khaane ke bawajood, zakhm pe iodex malkar veer jawaan hamesha khade ho jaate hain, ek aur try karne ke liye…” By telling this we go on a date again to be single and make fun of the incident. 

This was it and then we started to talk about her date like and it ended at making fun of each other.


The quote is taken from Meri Pyaari Bindu.

DAKOTA – Series 2

If you have haven’t read the first series of Dakota, just click here.


Well, I do not know how many of you have read and resonated the with the set of a journey with a beautiful friend one can ever have. Isn’t is so simple that at times all you know how is that the journey is never going to end. Somethings will never change and if they change they will just get better.

I always had in my mind that I will start the second series very soon but I was not able to and I was getting restless because of that. Kavisha, you know anything you write about her will be pretty less.

Every time I meet her there is something you. Today she told in a tone of sheer excitement that she got her first salary. Yesterday she texted that she went to quit smoking. The day before was like you fucking die, Vyom Desai because you do not have any time to meet me. It does not end and probably will never end. All those fights, irritations, happiness, moments and food will sum up the second series.

This time it will not be the set of stories Miss Kavisha Shah (if you are reading this) but it can be an abrupt short write-up, a story, a few lines just portraying you, a poem or just a picture. I am not even sure that whether I will write everything in English because I suck at it.

Kavisha Shah

You know satisfaction is a very rare thing so today I will just start with it.

There were times when all I had was a day full of guilt trippings, terror, anxiety. I was just like the man after 7 drinks of whisky. A man who knows his mind but cannot feel his senses. That was probably the mot vulnerable part of me which you have seen and anyhow managed to withstand. In between all these that one glance of yours in that blue kurta, those silver jhumkas, a pretty Bindi, your bubblegum like eyes and carrying a camera in one hand, I felt the moment of peace. It was like the senses coming back in sync with the mind. I found peace in that moment, the kind of peace I have always demanded and the kind of peace I will always seek.

Until the next time,

To be continued…



Dakota – Final Episode

Frosty Snowman, “You idiot, never change. Be unapologetic for the things where you are not wrong. Love yourself. Love me at times. Laugh a little more. Never cry. Spread love. Never forget me. Make this world a better place to live in.”

If you missed the first part of the open letter. Go to Dakota – Episode 5

An open letter to you, Miss Shah

Hey you,

Your words leave a powerful impact and they are reflected in one or the other way in my articles or preachings. I know I always write philosophy and things which sound boring to you. But, you know I once used your preaching in my article and gave that thing a voice through my words. It was by far my most viewed article and my personal favourite. However, quoting that again below. Have a look at it and realise how good you are.

Someone once told me, “Forget everything and go on a break. Take your car, go for a drive. Spend a little quality time in the lap of nature, have a beer maybe, and just absorb the beauty of your life. The more you connect with yourself, the better life becomes. Remember that delusions are temporary, but conscience is undying. Do not let it die. Do not die several times before you die.”

You know in this journey with you, I find that you have a very innocent heart. No matter, how hard you are but from inside you are just a 6-year old baby. I, at times just think that how different an individual can be.

We do share an amazing relation and every successful relation comes with a price. You paid a price of compromising and at times even letting go. Today, I take this opportunity and apologise you for every time I hurt you. I am really sorry for the times I made you wait and I am sorry for the times I cancelled our meeting. Adding to it, I will like to say I am sorry for the time when I lost my faith and disconnected with you.

Again, I will love to thank you for the times you stayed behind me. I am not really good with expressing emotions and things I feel. In spite of it, thankyou for understanding those unsaid words. Thankyou for not judging for the things I do and understanding me. I am really out of words for now but trust me my eyes have tears while writing you this.

I really do not know whether we will be like this forever as I do not believe in that word. However, till the time I am with you, I promise you that I will not let you fall. Never stop treating me with such amazing food and good Kishore Kumar songs.

Kavisha Shah, there is one wish and the wish to travel with you at least once. I think that can one of the best thing that can happen to us.

Frosty Snowman, “You idiot, never change. Be unapologetic for the things where you are not wrong. Love yourself. Love me at times. Laugh a little more. Never cry. Spread love. Never forget me. Make this world a better place to live in.”

Signing off,

Your antisocial Friend,

Vyom Desai

The end

I promise to return soon with new series of episodes of Dakota. Stay tuned.

Dakota – Episode 5

An open to letter to you, Miss shah

Hey Kavisha Shah,

How are you doing? It’s been a long time that I have met you. Actually, it’s been just 2 days but somewhere it feels like a week you know. Next Sunday is your birthday bro!!! Excited? I know you are not at all excited and that is why I am writing this letter.

Do you remember the first time we met? I wished you happy birthday one day prior to the day of your birthday and I really do not why I did such a mistake. I actually started doubting my stalking skills. I must admit that you took that thing in a very good manner or else any other person would just avoid thinking me as a creepy person. However, I know I am the one.

I am glad that we became friends and then there was no looking back. Now, coming back to present, I feel that on 26th it is my birthday. I am fucking excited and I even do not know why. I know I should be the one who can never be so happy looking you happy. Nevertheless, let me tell you why I am so happy. It is because this time I will gift you something officially. Did you understand what I mean? I mean you will not just take my any perfume or things just without asking. It will be your day frosty snowman, ask for anything and you will get it. However, do not ask for the watch you gave me.

I am writing this to you because there are a lot of things I wish to tell you. There are things of yours which inspire me a lot and there are things which I love a lot. There are many things which I might have already told you and some things that are unsaid.

I have always looked up to you when I am in any kind of problem. I must admit, I hate your way of approach but it is so right at times. It inspires me a lot that how can anyone stay so happy and jolly forgetting all her problems. I know everyone has their own sort of problems but you are someone who looks sorted. I, at times, do understand the things you are suffering from or the problems you facing. But the only reason I never tell you is because I know you will solve it in your way.

It is fascinating to see the way you overcome that. I am proud of you the way you are. My heart overwhelms with joy when I see you succeeding in the things you always wanted to do. If you ask me which was your best moment in the year of 2016. I will just say it was the moment when your research paper was selected at Oxford University. I had a tear in my eyes watching the video of your presentation. I do not admit these things because my emotions hit too hard to feel. Anyways, for a change, you look better in formals. You look like a lady, a lady carrying herself so perfectly.

You know what I always tell you there is something unusual about you. You stand out of the crowd. Have you ever thought why you stand out of the crowd? If you reading this, move your lazy ass from your bed and look at yourself in the mirror. There is a different kind of brightness on your face; the brightness unlike that of normal people. You have got the guts to tell the unsaid things. You have got the guts, to tell the truth.

I feel utmost respect for you when you achieve things which you dream of. I feel utmost respect for you when you travel so religiously. However, I miss you when you travel. Your hard work is something that inspired me to sustain in nuclear engineering. Never ever think of taking a step backwards in your life. I will be there to support you, you no.

Coming to the things which I love about you. Starting with the way you understand your family. I love the way you understand your mother and brother. I wish I will be able to do that ever.

You know I love your driving. Still, there is always the scope for improvement.I love you for the every memory you gave me. I love you for our Zindagi sessions. Anyways, there are a lot of things for which I hate you. Anyways, we will keep it for the next time.

You know Kavisha, we at a certain age of our lives start understanding the things that are good or bad for us. I learnt that in a very hard way and it took a lot of time. But in your case I remember, you have learnt it so easily and at an early age. I love the way you can talk to any people. I love the way how you feel so strong about photography. I love the way you write because even after writing for more than 3 years, I cannot really leave that impact which you leave by your simple words. And yes, I love your playlist.

Lastly, I can sense from the problems you are facing. But don’t worry child you will be good. You have me if you wish to share anything. Happy birthday, child.

Vyom Desai.

To be continued

Dakota – Episode 3

Meanwhile, in all those serious conversations, we really forgot to watch the people around us. There was a typical couple who was intentionally too busy in making noise. For me, that was just little annoying, but for Kavisha Shah, it was like someone entering her territorial boundary. She turned her face towards them with her big scary eyes and polite voice she said, “Can you please lower your noise pollution.” Well, there was a kind of order hidden in her polite voice. I do not mind it unless it gives me enough entertainment.

Her words printed a very strong impression on my mind. Moreover, it made me realize the amount of ego and frustration I have in me.

At times, there were days when we use to meet daily as for us it is a mandatory thing and at times days coming when we cannot meet because anyone from us is busy. In most of the cases, I was always the one.

There came a phase in my life where I saw I hardly any have any friends left. Either they went to the States or some other countries and some of them were left behind due to work commitments. This thing was enough to give me a hint, a hint of fear. Due to that fear, my insecurity of losing the one I have increased. It was nothing to do with the trust. It was a problem with my mind which I got to solve.

Meanwhile, even Kavisha’s brother was suffering from dengue. She gave a call that I am going to the hospital and after that, we will sit for some time outside CCD. Cafe Coffee Day on IIM Road is generally where we sit and do all kinds of gossip or talk deep shit. Well, for a change she picked me up and we went to the hospital. She met her brother, took her Kurtis and we were heading to CCD.

The thing was, this insecurity was eating my head and it has been a long time since I know her and somewhere a very short time that we actually developed such a good relation. In my head, I had this confusion that whether I should tell her about my insecurity or not? Will she feel bad or will she think that I do not trust her? All these questions were testing my patience and that made my mind run in a very different direction.

On our way, we were gossiping about school and college incidents when she just said, “AREYYY!! Swapna is bae.” My sense lost its control and I asked her directly, “Kavisha, where do I stand on your priority list.”

Initially, she didn’t get what I asked. Her expression of confusion was clearly visible on her face. Meanwhile, we reached CCD. Now, let me tell you we are the most useless people one can ever meet. We just go to CCD, order a mineral water bottle at times and sit for hours.

Gathering some strength I told her that I will elaborate what I said just now. The thing is, “Look, child, I just want to know where I stand on your priority list. I know this is not the kind of question I should ask but for me at this point in time, it is very important. I am getting this feeling of insecurity as I feel I have lost my friends to quite an extent. I do not have the strength to lose even one more friend of mine. The reason behind this is I feel emotions and things very deeply; and you are someone who means a lot to me. I feel lucky to be sitting with you here and I will love to do so as long as we are here in the same city. The sole reason that I am asking you is because you have a very good social life to which mine is nothing. There are high chances that we are not on the same page and that is totally okay. I am asking it because I do not form unnecessary expectations from you.”

I thought she will get angry at me and even might be a little disappointed. However, what she said me; make me love her more even today.

She told me, “Look Vyom, I know you and understand you. I can empathize with your insecurity. I won’t say it is justified but never keep anything in your mind. You do mean a lot Vyom. If I was to set a benchmark or line of distinction for my friends, you will always be above that line. You are just like Kashish and Manushi. In fact, I always prefer to spend time with you and not with them. You see something in me which they do not see.”

I was just staring at her blankly and that annoyed her. She waved in front of my eyes and asked,” OYEE BC!! Does that make sense to you?”

I was satisfied and the insecurity got reduced to quite an extent. I apologized for the same and even today KAVISHA, when you are reading thing, I wish to tell you sorry once again. It does sound bad no?

I will not say thank you for understanding, instead I will say I wish someday one day I can be as understanding as you at least in some matters.

To be continued


Dakota – Episode 2

The entire evening was so well spent till the time she said, I will drive and then again I went speechless. I very quietly gave her the keys and fasten my seat belt.  We went home listening to Kishore Kumar songs and even singing it. People, let me tell you we are very big Kishore Kumar fans and we make sure we hear his songs very sincerely.

I share a very simple equation with her. The equation is like if  I do not meet her for few days, she manages to shout at me very peacefully and with all rights. However, if she doesn’t, I feel something is wrong with her.

After few days, I called up and she was about to shout. But listening to my voice she asked politely, “what happened? Are you good?” I was like, “Fucker!!! I am all good. It is just that it has been quite a time that I have seen you.( it was just 2 days)”

She like no other foodie, “See you tomorrow at Gulbai Tekra wala Varietea. We will have Oglio Olio pasta. Now fuck off.”

The following day when we were sitting and discussing that are there any chances that we will find someone? I do not how but that talk lead to the topic of our parents. I do not why I got a bit frustrated telling that I wish my parents could have broken that wall of silence with me. If that would have happened I would spend more time with them.

Very curiously she asked me Vyom,” Have you ever tried talking to them.” I have never tried but somewhere I was not ready to accept that fact. I replied, ” I try, but they do not really take any interest in my talks about nuclear engineering.

She replied, ” Child, do not lie. There is already a lot you are keeping inside. Share it.” Her deep dark brown eyes were not having an inch of sympathy but a sense of care. It gave me a feeling of peace and comfort. It was the kind of comfort that I was always seeking.

I took a deep breath and started speaking. The pasta and garlic lovers pizza was also listening with patience.

” I feel like I am stranger in my house. I agree to the fact that my father gave me all the things that I wished for. I agree that he always made sure I live my life very comfortably. But you know what sometimes it is not the things that I wish for. There was no one to ask me that how much you studied. yes, they always supported me when I got very less result. There was no one to guide me when I was in problem. There was no ray of light when I was alone. Today whatever I am, good or bad, it is because what life made me. I do not object the time restriction they put but yes I do object the way they look at things.  I am tired of staying alone. I am tired of fighting alone. I see my father in tension many a times but he does not share. He should, I am grown now. When I go home, I feel depressed. There is nothing going right. There are thousands of unsaid words and feelings. How do I break this silence?”

Like any good listener, she heard me very patiently and just replied, ” Have you ever tried to break the silence? Have you ever tried talking to them? Have you ever made them realise that you care about them like they always do?”

I was not having answers to any of those questions. Taking a bite of pizza she said, ” It is not your fault Vyom. At times, all you need is someone to make you see the things more clearly by eliminating the cloud of misconceptions that you have in your mind.”

Hearing this I burst into tears. There was a moment of silence. I hardly cry in front of someone. Nevertheless, at that point in time, I felt like a baby crying in front of her mother. There was no fear that she will judge me. It was just fucking peaceful.

Taking another bite of pizza she said,” It’s okay to cry. You needed it and I will always be there when you feel like sharing. I hope that you will try sharing things with them and if not you will just sit with them. It is just that somewhere you lack and somewhere even parents do. It is on us, how we tackle it.”


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Yaar Kavisha, tu toh badi ho gai yaar. 


All I could say after that long session was, ” Kavisha, you are a grown up now. When did that happen?” Probably, that was the first time, I saw this side of her. All I know was a jolly Kavisha who loves adventure, partying and stuff. However, the other side of her was fascinating and just like the silent water flowing on its own path to merge into sea.

The noon was well spent and I was so happy that I paid all the bill. She hugged me and I was back to my office. However, this episode was too intense no? There were some funny moments and to witness it, wait for the next episode.

to be continued…



Dakota – Episode 1

“I will reach around 2:30 at PVR. See you directly over there.”, saying this I disconnected the phone. I precisely remember that within 5 seconds I got a callback. As soon as I picked up the call, she shouted, ” Pick me from home and go and don’t even think of directly reaching to PVR.”  I was like okay, why will I mind that.

Now you know what happens is like when we are going to a movie, she is always on time and in general, there is a pattern of her to come late depending on the time zone. However, after that, she manages to be so sweet and say sorry in such a way that your mind says, ” bc now you cannot do anything.” Coming back to the matter, for a change I was late and as usual, I was out of balance. As soon as I reach her home she was just standing out. She was dressed in sand colour printed floral kurta and black leggings. I, like any other creep, greeted her with a huge smile.

She sat in the car and promptly waited till I get out of her society. I think that was my safe zone. As soon as we reached out of her society, she turned towards me and shouted, ” are you mad?

She shouted, “chodu, tane bhan nathi padti movie no show che? (Don’t you realise we have a movie show?)”

I was like, ” I am never late, it just happened because I was busy.” In my mind, I was like good job Vyom.

She replied even better, “Stop the car and let me drive.”

I can see myself losing. I very quietly gave her the car. She smiled and I breathed once again. She sat on the driver’s seat, adjusting the driver’s seat and cuddling the steering wheel and asking my car that did it miss her?  There are two things about her, one is I like her driving and second is, never come across her car when she is driving. The only reason is either you have to give her side or else the one sitting with her will have to bear her  impatience and that’s me.

With a puppy face, I said ,” You look very pretty.”

She laughed and replied,” Pyom, if I won’t get angry on you then on whom will I get angry.  haqq che maro (it’s my right)”

Meanwhile, we reached the theatre and by god’s mercy, we reached on time. We went to watch M.S. Dhoni- the untold story. Being a Dhoni fan, I thought nothing was untold in the story. However, the moment I was about to speak that, she took my piece of samosa. What next then? The entire movie I watched with a straight face and felt helpless about it. However, she got a cheese popcorn and even shared. At times, she is kind.

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She loved the movie, that means if I am going to speak anything against it, I am done. However, let me be a little serious, I enjoyed a lot. That making fun of people or teasing that actually made no sense also seemed logical. The entire evening was so well spent till the time she said, I will drive and then…

To be continued…

Episode 2: Probably it will be on how she supported me through all the hard times.