Purpose of visit - To meet a friend...

Mentioning Shravan's name , I sign in the visitor's ledger at the security gate...

It has been two days since I speak with him... He neither responds to my calls nor messages..

I am a bit confused between the mind and heart...

What has happened so seriously that he's not speaking with me ?!

In case he's not okay with something , he should confront me . Right?

He just rescued me from falling down .. I don't feel anything strange in that...

Deep thinking creates anger equal to confusion.. And , it's difficult for me to presume anything ... These two days teach me what a hell would feel like..!!!

I decide to visit him by person rather baffling around...

It's better to clear the misunderstanding face to face... Moreover , I feel responsible for his behavior which I need to correct...

Completing the formalities , I walk to the front desk...

" Sam...."

I stop to the familiar voice...

Sudeep!!!!

" Hello Sam...!" He wishes me where I parted my lips to smile...

" Hi ... Sudeep..."

" How do you do? Is there anything that I should help you ?"

" Yup... I am doing good... Actually I need a help..." I mumble hesitating...

" What it is ?". Sudeep screws his eyes..

" Shravan didn't pick my calls... I have to pass on an emergency message... Can you please call him here?"

I conceal few things not to create the opinion on us..

" Sam... He has taken two days off from work... I called him this morning ... He guided me to update the program... May be he's not aware about your call... Do one thing... You can visit his home..."

He gives me the location of his place...

So , sir avoids only me... He is able to take office calls but not mine... Let me handle this .. !!!

Anger soar high in me...

At the next twentieth minute I reach his place...

It's his company's guest house that resembles a huge farm house with compact rooms... The garden around is well maintained. As Sudeep has already told me his room number I directly heads there..

Without any hesitation , I press the call bell...

After few seconds , he opens the door..

The heated emotions I had so far drains away the moment I see him...

" Shravan... What happened...?"

I ask worried...

He looks dull and exhausted... His face is gloomy , unpleasant and hair dishevelled... His eyes are sunken and tired.. I notice mild dark circle around his eyes.

I touch his shoulders in concern..

" Shravan.... What's all this?"

Suddenly my eyes well up with tears... A lone tear drop escapes to roll down the cheek despite my best efforts to control .... I quickly wipe off it to smile...

" Sam... I am okay.. "

He mumbled....

" No ... You're not okay..."

I help him to walk to the couch... I sit beside him and touch his forehead.

" Shravan... You have temperature..."

He leans against the couch unable to sit down...

" You're really unwell shravan... Did you visit the doctor? Come on ... Get up... We will go to the hospital.. "

I insist where he closes his eyes in fatigue..

" Sam... I am better now than yesterday... I had prescribed medicines.. "

How idiotic fool am I ... He was not feeling well... I was thinking only about me.. selfish...!!!

His room is clean as things are perfectly at their places except few magazines on the couch and few utensils in the kitchen sink... It's a studio apartment kind of room...

With his room I understand that he is a person who wishes to be in a cleaner environment...

" Sam... Sorry... It's a bachelor's room... "

He must've noticed my thoughts... I smile.. "its not that much bad shravan ... "

I roll my hair up to pin it.. I go in search of his cupboard ...

" Shravan... I need your T - shirt.. "

While he is wondering what I am up to , I choose one of his T - shirts...

wearing it over my tops , I move to his bed...

" Sam... Stop it... You need not to do all these"

He speak feeble...

I remove the old bed spread and change it.. replacing the new pillow case ,I raise my brows to him..

" Will you shut up for some time?"

He laughs to my threat until his eyes tearing..

" Sam... You're hilarious.. but.. This is not necessary... Leave it na... Sam ... Please... I feel embarrassed.. "

" I said shut up Shravan..."

I reply him firmly...

" Now ... Come on... Move to the bed..."

As he shifts to bed , I switch on the electric stove to heat water...

" Now tell me what happened...?"

I balance myself to the kitchen cabinet to see him...

" Just fever and cold... We were at the open space for the party dinner ..I caught cold because of the weather... while driving back it was freezing cold"

He rubs his hands as though he feels the cold ...

" Shravan.. why didn't you get your coat from me...? You should have asked it when you dropped me... I didn't think of it.. now , because of me you're ill... It's not fair..."

I feel guilt..

" Sam.. " he calls me in soft tone..

I don't respond to him..." You're making me guilty shravan..." I check the switch on the water heater in his bathroom...

He gets up to walk near me... " Sam...even I didn't think of getting my coat from you.. but , that's okay... Sometimes human beings had to fall in sick... I am not an exception... I am okay now..."

I put the stove off ..." Why didn't you pick my calls.. ? I would've come to the hospital with you..."

I ask it in general... But , there is a long silence which is awkward...

I see him turning to the other side. " Shravan... I asked you something... Why didn't you pick up my calls?"

He gulps and narrows his brows... His face twitches as like I have asked the most difficult question...

" I don't want to disturb you Sam... That's why I ..."

He can't complete the statement ... His down faced eyes tell me clearly that he's hiding something from me...

I breath out deep...

" I don't want to argue about this now shravan... Let's leave this topic.. but , if this happens for the second time , surely I am going to kill you.. "

I widen my eyes to mean that I am not happy with him on this accord...

I make arrangements for steam inhalation. Then , really hot shower with eau de cologne...

" Thank you Sam... I feel better now..." He comes out of the bathroom , Drying his hair with towel ...

" Shravan... Use hair dryer... Your hair is still wet..."

I insist him and continue to cook vegetable soup...

" I feel like a newly born baby now... Much much better feeling sam..."

He huffs out loud..

" That's why you always need a friend like me..."

I restate his opinion...

" Perhaps... I need you forever..."

He mutters under breath , leaning on the table...

" What...?" Serving him the soup I ask...

" Nothing Sam... I said my t - shirt suits you well..."

I look into the mirror and appreciate.. " yes... It's good.. ". I sit , grasping a soup bowl for me...

" Shravan... Why do I feel much comfortable with you.. ? I am different when you are with me... I have changed a lot after I met you... I share my thoughts without any hesitation... I do things with you with much ease.. "

" See... For example , I don't want to dirt my tops so I am wearing your T shirt over it.. I don't feel embarrassed to wear it... I don't know why ? But , it's not a usual thing... Right Shravan ?"

I spit out my mind in a go...

Actually I am not a person who shares everything to anyone who's comfortable to me... I need someone who understands my thoughts and actions without asking me anything...

I feel shravan is a kind of person who understands me inside out...

Again , I don't feel low or strange to ask him - why I am like this

I take the second sip of the soup ... He is still stirring around the bowl...

" Shravan...."

I call him , understanding that something is amiss...

He looks into my eyes ... His eyes are moist...

His look seems to be intense where I match his eyes involuntarily... He stares as if he is trying to go inside my subconscious mind between the deep folds of my thoughts to find out my soul..

Finally , his eyes are managed to touch my soul ... I feel like thousands of guitars playing the soft strings in my cosmic soul... I feel like series of tiny illuminations in my cells... I feel like my soul has attached to something that has huge wings to fly higher and higher... Literally , I am flying now...

I forget the body I am in ... I forget the relationships I am bind of with... I forget what I am doing here...

What I see is , I am roaming in between the galaxies leaping over the nebulae ... I see Shravan by my side , clinging to me . Grasping my hand , he closes near me to touch my lips with his....

My breath softly hitch ... I close my eyes to secure the feeling for life time readily available to meet his lips...

Tring..... tring.... tring.....

In a wink , I drift off from everything to the phone ringtone... We part away on a wink ...

I pick the call ...

" Amma...."

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