The Unsaid part 9

Don't tell me I did not warn you. You are still here to read on with the story so better read

parts 1 , 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 , 8. Badri has asked me to finish it soon or email him the rest of the stuff quickly...but the story is gonna take its own sweet time to finish. So hang in there!

The Unsaid Part 9

Jenny had started working again and she was delighted to have Vicky around. The two had a nice time together and were getting along very well. Jenny wondered why she hadn’t thought of having a room-mate earlier. Vicky had moved in on 7th of January. Boy! What a day it was.

Jenny was amazed at the persona of Vicky. She was very enthusiastic, witty and charming. It had been a week since she moved in and then finally found time to talk to each other.“So, where are you from Vicky? I am from Chicago. I started out as a small amateur writer”.

“Will you let me talk. I am from New Jersey. My folks live up there”.

“Hey! My brother lives in New Jersey.”

“Did you ever check up on my background at all? Or you just picked my name out of the lot. You did didn’t you” and they started laughing.The girls went shopping at Bloomingdale’s to celebrate Jenny’s B’day. It was on Jan 15th. Jenny went to pick up Steve from his friends place at Queens.

“Happy B’day Jenny” Steve gave a nice warm hug.

“Hi Steve! It’s good to see you again. So you got away with that free vacation from your friend at Florida. Now I won’t come cheap. Where’s my birthday gift?”

“For a start, I could tell you I may tie the knot, soon”

“That’s never going to work for me. That girl you were dating I think she’s kinda squint eyed. She’s not the one for you. Don’t tell me you’re going to marry her. Anyway that’s not my gift.”

“What well you do if I told you that I’m gonna get married to her and your gift’s waiting in your apartment?” she smiled at him.

“Its really nice to see you so happy Jenny, touch wood for that”.

“Ok! Big brother let’s check out what you’ve got me and anyway why did you ask me to come all the way up here to pick you up. Can’t you just take a cab or the train?”, she queried.

“Probably because I did not want to ruin the gift. It should surprise you. Shouldn’t it”

“Ok you win. I can’t argue with you Thanks for being there for me Steve. It really meant a lot to me. I don’t know what I’d have done without you.”

“Don’t even mention it kid. What are big brothers for anyway?”

“Bullying younger sisters!!” and they started laughing. It took them a real long time to reach Jenny’s apartment. The traffic was really heavy and Jenny kept honking “Crazy drivers”, she commented every now and then.

To be continued...

Leaf Peeping in the woods

I had recently been to the white mountains,New Hampshire and was inspired to write this.


Leaf Peeping in the woods!

The chirpy birds woke me up,
At the very break of dawn
Away from the warmth of my bed
Long before the moon's all gone.

I set out on the long,winding road
To catch a glimpse of paradise
Don't know why but...nature in all her beauty
Always has me enticed.

At a distance,I can see
The mountains towering high,
I drive on-its a cold day
With the sun out and a clear sky

A stop by the lake
So colorful,so serene
The foliage in the water,
Something new,something unseen

The long drive in the hills
Leading to paths unknown
In the whispering woods
A place I wish I can call my own

Somewhere lost in the gorgeous colors
I can hear the embellished gurgling stream
white pebbles et all-Craving for attention
Merely letting out a scream.

The leaves tinted with gold,
The ground spewing shades of red
The orange leaves still hanging on
All the trees just waiting to shed

Painted with the various
vibrant shades of fabulous fall
I went leaf peeping in the woods
Amidst the canopy of trees so tall

The sunset across the horizon
Matching the various shades of autumn
The sky looks riled up
Tinted all orange and crimson

I drive back on a deserted road
Away from the mixed sound and shade
Slowly as the leaves fall
The memories too will fade.


~Poet Pardesi.


pssstt...am following up this one with my photo blog about the visit. So watch out for this space.

The unsaid part 8

I gave a break of about 4 days for whoever is reading my novel to catch up.Here is part 8 now. Read the previous parts to follow.

Part7 through part1


The Unsaid Part 8



Pete and Allan walked into the café.“Hey man, look there she is. Go talk to her and go out on a date. Our bets still on”, Allan said.“Okay”, Pete said, “but let me have my dinner first”. He quietly finished his dinner, watching Jenny. Then he walked up to her. “Excuse me, you are Jennifer Rodricks right?” he enquired, as if he did not know.“Yes. But I’m not..”, before she could finish, he started.“I am a great fan of yours. I’d like to know why you’ve stopped writing. You know we’re missing you. Don’t you?”

She then realized she hadn’t worked for almost a year, sorry 3 or 4 months and then her producer’s call came back in a flash. She was so much preoccupied with thoughts of Andy that she could not think of anything else.“Well, I don’t have to explain myself to a complete stranger. I am delighted that you are my fan. Well what’s your name?”
“I am Peter Willard, I am a fashion designer I’ve got my own boutique, I even have my shows. This is my card. I’d like to take you out for dinner sometime. Call me”, he just left.

“Ya you keep dreaming. She has already left and you never got to talk to her. Snap out of it Pete. You are a loser. My thousand bucks”. That was when Pete realized it was just a figment of his imagination.“Damn it!” he exclaimed.“Oh boy! Don’t say that. I’m happy to see that I’m inching closer to my thousand bucks. Tell you what you take her out for dinner before I get married or else, pay me my thousand bucks. Now I gotta go meet Irene. She’ll be waiting for me, you know what, be surprised I think I’ll pop the question, very soon. We’ve been going steady for almost two years and I think we’re ready to commit to each other. So start hunting for your roommate soon ‘coz I’ll be moving. Also man, save money to throw me my bachelor party. Its gotta be a good one dude”, and Allan walked out.

Pete was unlucky in the sense that it rained on the day he bought his bed. There was a bad snow storm when he first came to New York and they landed in Virginia. His first show was a complete fiasco. He was lucky in some other ways. Well you can’t get everything in life can you?One of Irene’s friends needed an apartment, she ended up being Jenny’s roommate. Well it’s a small world after all.

Allan had finally popped the question to Irene, she accepted and they were getting married on the 14th of February. Oh! How romantic! That’s what Pete thought. He did want to give one more shot at talking to Jennifer and he buzzed her apartment.“Ya, who’s it” “Its Peter Willard. I...”“Ya! Come up Pete” was the answer before he could finish.

“Strange!” he thought and he went up and knocked. Victoria opened the door and kissed him.“Gee Pete. How did you know I was here? Did Irene tell you?”

Pete was surprised, indeed “Hey! Wait a minute. Take it easy. I’m not here to see you. I am here to meet Jenny”, he wished he had said that.

“Hi Vicky. Well I’d like you to know that if you need any thing I’m just in the opposite block. Fell free to drop in,” he bit his tongue as he said that, and left.

“Feel free to drop in. What are you a moron? You completely missed it up Pete,” he chided himself as he went down in the elevator.

Jenny had the habit of writing her diary but she had not entered a word in it for almost a year now. (Ya! 3 months). (It’ January remember!!). She opened her new diary to January 12th and started writing.

Dear diary,

I know I’ve neglected you for a really long time. But now I have thought things over, I’m clear now. I am still missing Andy. I don’t think anybody should know it, not even Steve. But I have decided to move on, and I have promised myself that I’ll be happy and really have fun. No matter what happens. I am going to look out for Mr. Right, if he’s out there, but I swear I’m not going to get hurt anymore and taken for a ride.


Time was ticking for Pete. He just had almost a month left. He started realizing a month left. He started realizing, that more than the bet he was now more obsessed with Jenny. So he called up Allan and told him that he was a loser and he would pay him the money.“I knew it Pete. Use it for my bachelor party man,” Pete could sense the excitement in his voice. Pete finally decided it was time to talk to Jenny. He did not know how, when and where, but he just knew he had to do it. He just felt she was the one.

The phone rang in Pete’s apartment. Pete picked up and couldn’t believe what he heard. He was jumping up and down. He was very excited. Pete had just been offered to design for a Hollywood movie.He had put a word here and there. One of them had even talked to him on his show before Christmas. He was very excited and once again, he had forgotten about Jennifer Rodricks.“Hey Allan, I’ve been offered to design for a Hollywood movie. I can’t believe what I’m telling.”“Neither can I!”, Allan mocked,“Shut up Allan. I swear I’ll kill you”.“Just kidding man. Good luck, so when do you start?”“I don’t know. They said they’ll inform me very soon. Boy Am I excited or what?”“Well don’t forget my Bachelor party man. I’ll kill you if you did”. “Oh! My God! I gotta go now. Bye catch you later Allan, and he left suddenly.“God help him”, Allan exclaimed.


To be continued...

Tagged...weirdly...

Tagged again by Sendhil, Now I have to writeabout six weird facts about me! If you ask my friends they would say "Its known for a fact that I myself am a weirdo! the whole complete self.Now outta that I gotta pick the top six..not that's difficult. But let me try.

• The round off time: Whenever I start anything..whether its studying,cooking,cleaning any damn thing..i have to start at :30 past the hour or at the :00 hour. Dunno y always do that. its more of a weird obsession now!
• Burnt Tongue:I like to eat something really spicy that kinda wants to make me drink water and then instead of drinking water I love to drink like hot milk and burn my tongue! dunno why but i love that taste!
• Travel: I actually travel a lot..a real lot and put a lot of miles on my car. My friends tease mesaying am gonna set some kinda national driving record or something...and in the course of my travelI click a lotta pics and get clicked too. gonna miss my photographer though!
• Hands cold: My hands tend to get really freezing cold if am in an air conditioned room or if its winter or for that matter any season.
• Writing..call me crazy but I love to write..as in pen on paper..nothing like it. I even wrote this whole postdown before typing it in.
• shot glasses: I have this weird habit of collecting shot glasses from cities that I visit...strangely and oddly enoughI dont drink.
• No coffee for me: talking of drinking I don't drink coffee( i like the double chocolate chip frappucino in Starbucks butcant drink coffee coffee..i eat and like coffee bite too..) I dont drink tea either!
• Indian food: am better off starving but can eat only Indian food outside. and being a vegetarian in this country i cant find a better solution to that!!

and yes I am a bathroom,car singer. I even sing in the temples i visit(inspired by one of my friends to do so), my shoe laces get untied too..thats the reason i dont wear them unless i play tennis.


I tag the following weirdos...

• Vetri
• miltry
  
• Deepti
• Badri
• Sane1
• malik
• bharat
  
• sushie
• random access
• pk
  

The unsaid part 7

I already warned you and you are still here to read this story! well again God Help you!

Read part 6 and part 5...upto part1 and then get on to part 7. Now That's an order.


The unsaid part 7


“I know its tough on you. But on Sep 11th, I was lucky enough to get stuck in traffic on the way to my office. I never made it to my death. Well after the incident it struck me that I’ve been gifted with a new life and things started to become very clear. I realized I’ve been given a new life to live it in a new way. That’s why I could never gather enough mettle to talk to you or even face you. That’s why, I hope you got my letter. I am really ashamed and then I felt guilty for not telling you about this. I am glad I was able to. Now forget me, what we had was just infatuation. It was never love. You may think all this to be crap. But, that’s the way I feel. I care about you Jenny. But I don’t care in that special way. May be you’ll meet your soul mate soon and live a happy life. I’ll never bother you again. I am happy and I pray that you are also happy. Bye. I’ve changed my phone, my life, so never worry about me. Adios. Have a wonderful New Year”, and then there were messages from her producer and her mom and dad and some of her friends.

She was deaf and dumb for a while. She was just shocked. This was the worst year ever, even though only a few days have passed, she felt her life had ended.

There was Andy telling her that he did not love her, and this was for real, she sat on the couch and played the messages again & again and finally said to herself, “Ok Andy you don’t love me, You know what I don’t love you either, I’m gonna get out, meet people find my Mr. Right. You were the worst thing that ever happened to me and I’m not interested in carrying on bad memories along. It’s just not right and she broke down. She wanted to call Steve, but didn’t bother.

“Let him know it later, why spoil his New Year.” She then felt that she just had to get out of the apartment and take a walk and decided to go out . As she was coming down, she ran into Mr. Martin.

“Ask your boyfriends to stop banging on my door, lady. I don’t like being disturbed”, he yelled.

“I wasn’t even home Mr. Martin, I just got here from Florida. Anyway, what was his name again”, she asked.

“I don’t know. He was a tall, lean guy with flowers, purple orchids, I believe, in his hands. I can’t stop to chitchat with you. I have lots of other things to do”.

“Good night Mr. Martin”, she yelled back to him.

“The nerves that jerk has. Trying to be polite, my foot.” Jenny thought. “So, it was Andy. He’s turned into a nutcase. He’s the one with purple orchids.” She walked to the café and ordered for her coffee. She then sat down and started thinking.

“May be, we weren’t meant to be. But why did he ask me to marry him? When he felt a hint that it was never love, why couldn’t we had a talk over it. Well I’m glad he did not embarrass me in front of every one, at the church. May be, Steve’s right, I must move on”.

She decided to place an ad for a roommate. She was fed up being alone. She wished she had known about Andy’s intentions earlier, she wouldn’t have had to go through so much now. She decided to mail him, perhaps later (even though she did not have his address). She was happy, that it did not affect her career. People thought he was dead and she wanted him dead anyway. She decided to have her dinner.


To be continued...
next the unsaid part 8