GLASS WALL

It had been almost a year since I moved to this new city away from family and friends. Every day used to be pretty much the same, spending half of my day watching computer screen and an empty seat beside me on other side of glass wall which used to separate my workplace in different block.

The seat opposite to me was empty, like the year went for me. I was so indulged in my work I didn’t make any friends at my workplace and now I only had that stupid empty chair to talk with.

My work place was filled up with all sincere people, no one used to whisper also. There was pin drop silence, so while talking to my friend chair, whom I used to address as Mr. C, I had to use my sketch pen. I was writing him messages on the Glass wall.

Mr. C and I had my things in common or say he always agreed on my opinion. We used to discuss cricket, politics and off course girls. My friendship with Mr. C was going good.

Diwali was coming in sometime, the block were Mr. C was placed was getting painted. Few paint drops fell on Mr. C. so before leaving office I wrote a message,

Looking Handsome Mr. C, you surely are an eye candy :D :P

And left for the weekend.

I came back on Monday with the feeling of ohh! Fuck its Monday again, only to get surprised. In so many days Mr. C had replied for the first time. And my message was little tampered too.

Looking Beautiful Miss. C, you surely are an eye candy :D :P and below that

Thank you. J

I know a stupid chair won’t answer, who’s She?  Many possibilities started crawling in my mind.

It may be a girl or someone is just playing with me.. OMG!! It may be some ghost also.

I quickly searched for an image of Lord HANUMAN, took a color printout and pinned the same to my desk. But still I wanted to know who the girl was. So I wrote a message to that mystery girl.

Are you seriously a girl or someone playing some stupid prank? Or Ghost because I can see the reply but no one on this chair.

I was eagerly waiting for someone to show up but no one came.

Next morning went I came in, as expected I had a reply.

Hahaha… I am surely a girl.. I just checked myself in mirror this morning ;)

Well my timing is different than yours that’s why you can’t see anyone there.

oh wow!A girl. It seems like it’s over between Mr.C and me. By the way Mr. C means the chair on which you are sitting. I replied back,

Next day she replied,

What? You were talking to the chair. You seriously need someone.

“For the time being it’s you.” I replied the next day.

“Trying to flirt Mr”. she commented back.

“How can I flirt with you on a glass wall? Just need someone to talk. It seems you also don’t have anyone to talk with”.I wrote back to her.

There was no reply from her side for past two days; I was getting restless thinking why she didn’t reply?  I finally had someone to talk with now that person is also gone.

Third day when I came to office I saw a message for me on the glass wall,

Sorry! I was sick.  But how can you say that I am alone. You don’t know me.

“If you were not alone then we would be not having this conversation till now. You also want someone to talk with.” I quickly went upto the wall and replied her.

Next day she replied with just a smile  J.

We stated talking a lot on our wall, though it was totally insane and crazy but I liked talking to her.

Soon days turned into week, week into months but still I didn’t knew her name. I never asked was she married or single? Was she Hindu or Muslim? Or can we ever meet? May be I was scared of my past which brought me many pains on knowing the truth or maybe I was not so gutsy.One thing for sure I was interested in her.

But that doesn’t mean I didn’t know her. I was aware of her likes and dislikes which was somewhat similar to mine. We were good friends though we met on a wall rather a glass wall.

“What are your favorite places except Glass Wall? “One day she asked.

“Wow!! What this?” I said to myself on reading her message.

Like earthworm crawls out in rainy season thought stated crawling in my mind.

Wow!! She’s only asking me out. Maybe she’s attracted to me. When a female asks you something your mind gets over every law what Newton or Einstein made. You just think, think what you want to think. That same thing was happening to me.

“yes !! I have.. Perk point.. But why??” I replied behaving like I didn’t understand.

But I had to wait for a day to know what she replied, I waited full in anxiety and excitement. Next day I woke up early, took bath even offered prayers. I wanted the coin to toss as per my wish on any condition.  I did whatever I could. Toady cow was for me “Gaau mata” not an animal, I gave her some chapattis also.

I rushed to office before time, I didn’t even waited for my bus just to she her reply, reply which could turn my life.  And it surely did.

“Hey I want you to meet my fiancé. He doesn’t believe my glass wall friend is real.” She replied back.

I sat on my chair laughing, hitting my head with my hand.

“What a dust bag I am? I am so idiot” I said keeping my emotions inside my head hitting my desk with my fist. I cleared my face with my hand.

“It’s over though it never began” I said to myself seeing her message once again. I stretched my wet hand to rub her message on glass wall.

“something’s are better to be virtual than real”  I replied her back and left.

I resumed my office after a week. Within this span I mailed Admin team to allocate me a new seat.

I went up to my old seat to collect my belongings; tried looking at glass wall but my view was hazy. I turned around, cleared my face. Collected my stuffs and moved to my new seat. As I saw it, a smile came on my face.

It was beside another GLASS WALL.