She gently kissed the back of his palm that wrapped around her.
Her back rested on his chest.
“It feels nice to just lie here watching the clouds flow by.
Hear the birds sing.
Having your arms around me.
You like it too right?”
“I love it. That's why I bring you here.”
She let go of his arms and faced him.
“Here you go again. This is the thing I don't like about you!”
He held her by the shoulders and pulled her chin up, “What thing? Me, bringing you here?”
“No. You loving and hating things. Its always the extremes with you.
You I either love a thing or you hate it.
You say 'I love it' to so many things that I don't even know what you really like anymore.”
“Come on! I don't say that about everything!”
“Okay, hanging out with my girlfriends?”
“Alright, I hate it. They are so loud and woo-hoo-ish. Any one would hate them.”
“Pick Floyd?”
“What else can you do but love 'em? The whole world loves them!”
“Confessions of a teenage drama queen?”
“Oh. You cant hold me on that. That has to be the crappiest movie ever made.”
“Godfather then?”
“Give me choice at least. Its a masterpiece. Its a movie! So what if I love it?”
“Our neighbors? Their dog? Your boss? The Oprah show?”
“Alright so I hate a lot of things. Most employed men who like some privacy hate those things.”
“That's not the point am making. You have nothing else to say but 'I love it' and 'I hate it' about everything in life.”
“What do you want me to do, learn more adjectives? Learn better English?”
“I just want you to express more. I want to know how you feel. What you feel inside!
You may really like or dislike something. But you can't just love and hate so many things.”
“Look at me. You don't have to hear the words I say to know exactly how I feel.
I may love and hate many things, but what I feel inside, what I really love… and I mean what I really really love, is you. As long as you know that, nothing else should matter.”
She hugged him tight, as her eyes turned wet. “I love you too. Am sorry for getting all crazy on you.”
He caressed her hair and said, “Now you really mean you love me or just really really like me?”
She punched him on the chest and laughed, “Don't push it!”
"I hate programming! I hate computers even more! There’s nothing wrong with this program. It’s absolutely correct. Still this stupid compiler says Error on line 32.
There is nothing on line 32. Line 32 is blank!"
Shilps put her head down in frustration.
“There’s a semi-colon missing on line 31”, Aniket murmured.
“There’s what?” She got up and gave him a glare.
“Aherm. There’s a semi-colon missing after the statement on line 31.”
“Well. Um, okay, so it’s missing. But the machine is still stupid; it says Error on line 32!” She kept staring the screen, avoiding eye contact.
“Not exactly. It parses the line and then generates an error message.
The newer compiler returns the correct line, current one was always like this.”
“Oh, you know it all don’t you? Smartass. I am still not talking to you by the way.”
“And how long do you think, you’re gonna keep this up?”
She folded her arms and held her chin up. “That’s up to you. You started the fight. You apologize and we’ll talk, simple.”
“Me? I started the fight?”
“Well, I said I wanted Caramel popcorn didn’t I?”
“And I did get caramel and salted mixed. It’s the same.”
“It’s not the same.” A few heads turned in the class and she lowered her voice. “It’s not the same. I wanted just Caramel”
“And, what about me? I like salted” he defended.
“So you should have got one for yourself.”
“I don’t get that much pocket money. I could barely afford two movies on a weekend.”
“You could have said so. I said we should Dutch. Its not like we’re dating or anything”
“I just don’t let girls pay in my company” he said proudly.
“Your loss then, chauvinist. You should have got me caramel.”
“Seriously? I mean, seriously! You want to fight over Popcorn? Next time I’ll get you ‘just caramel’, okay?”
“So you’re apologizing?”
“No!”
“Not talking then…”
“Alright", he hanged his head in defeat, "Am Sorry!”
Ryan turned off his computer and walked towards Pam’s
desk.
“Hey, working towards another ‘Star Employee Award’ are
you?”
She swirled her chair to face him “Yeah. That’s what I am
working for! Another stupid sheet of paper to hang at my work desk and a topic
for you all to joke about for another month.
Now unless you have something really important to say, leave
me alone. I have tons of work to do.”
“You mean you won’t be able to leave before nine?”
She covered her face with her hands and slowly slid them
down. “I have two show stopper defects to fix. And with the mood am in, I’ll be
lucky if I get to go home before Christmas”
“But the last bus leaves at nine.”
“I KNOW that Ryan. Not helping!”
He put his bag down and turned on his computer. “Okay. I’ll
help. Send me the details for the second one.”
“Ryan, it’s nice of you. But you don’t have to do that. I
can handle it.”
“I know you can genius. But I insist.”
She sneaked a smile and said, “Mailed you. But you better do
it right or it’ll be my ass.”
“Now we wouldn’t want that, would we? I’ll do my best.”
They were finished with the work in a couple of hours.
He dragged his feet as they walked out of the office, “It’s
already past ten. You wanna grab dinner somewhere? I can drop you later.”
“Drop me in what? Your chauffeur driven limousine?”
“I meant, we could share a cab later”
“Alright smarty pants. Let’s go to Denny’s. I am starving”
“As you wish… Her majesty”
She gave him a stare. “I’ll let you off easy on this one.
You have earned the right to pass comments tonight. But still, as a punishment you’re going to pay the bill.”
“As you wish… Um. Fine with me.”
They called in the cab after dinner.
Pam slept most of the way, her head calmly rested on his shoulder.
He woke her up when they reached her home and they exchanged good nights.
Before she stepped out of the car she said, “You know, I suck at showing this stuff. But you are a very special friend.”
“You are very special too”, he whispered back.
“Okay, now don’t expect me to give you a hug or anything", she winked, "Now, I badly need to go get some
sleep.
Gosh, today was the worst day ever.”
“Bye Pam. See you tomorrow”
Ryan reached home in another twenty minutes.
He picked up his diary and started
writing “October 1st 2009 – The Best Day of My Life…..”
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