Chapter 3 - First Mobile Conversation (1/2)

|Innaya|

I sat on the bed holding his card in one and mobile in another hand, debating with myself, whether to call him or not. It had been one week, to our engagement and we never talked after that.

'Perhaps he might not have your number. Innaya, he gave you his number not asked for yours. So technically you should call him'

My mind reasoned, and my heart stupidly agreed.

Playing around with mobile for a while, I gave up, and dialed his number and waited for him to answer.

To my utter disappointment, the call went unanswered. For some unknown reasons, I felt dejected.

'Its 9 o'clock in the night he must be free, so why not answer the call? Does he belongs to them, who avoid answering unknown numbers or is he busy with someone?' I sighed tiredly, my mind buzzed with all negative thoughts.

Deciding to distract myself before getting a terrible headache I picked college assignment I needed to submit and started concentrating on it rather than Mr. Singhaniya.

Just when I finished writing half of the assignment, my mobile started ringing on study table beside my open laptop, flashing Eshan's name across it.

I saw the time it was 10:30, one and half-hour later after I had called him and he did not answer.

'Now I will not.'

I could be more stubborn than kids could sometimes but then deciding to be the bigger person, I answered on the last ring.

”Hello, Innaya?” came his deep voice.

'Innaya? How does he know it's me?' I wondered.

”Hello?” He again called out my name on not getting any response from my side, as I was lost in figuring how he knew about me being on another side.

”How do you know it's me?” I asked without thinking twice. I had not left any message stating it was me.

”I have your number.” He answered. I could feel his smile, perhaps anticipating my reaction.

”How? Wait for a second, if you had it then why ask me to call you while giving your number?” I asked not so gently in an irritated tone. If he would have been in front of me then I might have ended up strangling him.

”I wanted you to initiate” He answered, amusement clear in his voice.

'Initiate?'

”Huh?” I asked, not getting the reason behind such behaviour.

There came silence as an answer. I thought he disconnected the call. Before I could check the screen, his serious voice answered my question, ”To accept us”