The Guy Next Cube

“Are you free? “my lead quipped.
“huh!! Yes Please tell me.”
“This is Nikil, joining our team today. He will work on the Java modules”
“Voila!! What a handome guy.” I thought.
“Oh Great! Welcome to the team Nikil.” I managed to utter. I hope he didn’t realize that I was drooling at him.

Nikil was assigned a cube right next to me. He would give me a big smile whenever he saw me. My heart beat would shoot the moment my eyes would spot him. Would his heart beat increase too?

I would never miss a chance of talking to him, explaining to him about our project or the company politics. Everyday we would spend time together during breaks and lunches. We would chatter away for hours. We just loved each other’s company.

It was June 22nd 2006 my birthday; I saw flowers on my desk. I wondered for a moment as to who would have sent it. Then saw a naughty twinkle in Nikil’s eyes. I blushed. From that day, every morning I would see a flower on my desk. But, never had he put a red rose on my desk. Should I propose him or should I wait till he puts a red rose on my desk, I kept wondering through my sleepless nights.

It was August 9th 2006. He stepped by my cube with a photo in one hand and something hidden in his other hand, I thought the moment has come, and he will propose me. My heart started racing at a mad speed. He put his family photo in front of me, “This is me, my mother, dad and my sister.” Gosh!! His sister was almost a replica of me. “My sister died in a road accident 3 years ago. I loved her a lot and I miss her a lot. Whenever I saw you, I felt my little sister was back. Today is Rakhi… will you please tie it for me?”

P.S:
This is a digress from my strange world. But, when I got this concept, I could help but put it down on my blog. Will return to my strange world in the next article!!

10 comments:

enigma said...

You haven't digressed dear. He sends someone flowers everyday and then asks her to tie a rakhi? It is a strange world indeed! ;)

PizzaDude said...

Somehow not believable...

Gini said...

Very well written. :)

ekawaaz said...

Ah sweets poor you I can understand the feelings but end of the day its does send one message for us not every smile is same nor all twinkeling eyes send same message.

Har Ek Muskurahat Muskan Nahi Hoti, Nafarat ho Ya Mohabbat Assan nahi hoti,
Assu Gam ke aur Khushi ke ek jaise hote hai,
Inki pehanchan assan nahi hoti.

Ashish said...

Of course, not necessary that the flowers were sent by him.

pavan kumar said...

did this happen to you? this made me ask: "..But, when I got this concept, I could help but put it down on my blog.."

It happens.. on seeing/meeting/interacting with someone, sometimes one does feel like giving membership to the sister club.. nothing wrong.. not all the men are despo all the time :)

PS: having a handsome bro (as in this case) means access to a large of pool of handsome men ;) or in other words "when God closes one door, he opens 100 other doors"

shark said...

So he gave flowers and tied Rakhi! How dissapointing...
why aren't there any handsome men around in my office? I can give them flowers!

KJ said...

bought a smile on my face.

well written.

:)

KJ

Casy said...

Can I have Nikhil's phone number ;)? Or do I just call you on your office number ;)??? I promise I shall be the best "sister-in-law" ever... :))

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