Sapne Me Milta hai…
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Meet my friend Shalu...
It is not always that you meet a “tall-dark-handsome” guy in your life. It happens once in a blue moon and on that holy day (Coincidently, it was a BLUEMOON on 31st December), we, Shalu and me, boarded the train from Howrah to Bhubaneswar. As usual, our coach was filled with irritatingly super-exited Bengalis.
As we sat there with our vehement moods, he appeared out of nowhere. He talked to one of the screeching Bengalis about where they are going with such a hullabaloo. That high-with-excitement-as if- boarding-the-train-for-the-first-time Bengali answered that they were going to Amaravati for some Indian Air Force training. Then he looked at us and we might have looked like a set of shrunken kittens, to which he smiled and asked whether we were also going for the same training. I said, ‘No’… But then Shalu, angry with the high-pitched Bengalis, replied rather rudely that we were going home. After that he did not talk to us. Later, Shalu and I, both realized that he was not a Bengali, but somewhere from South India and he did not belong to the screeching crowd… More over… he was sooooooooooooooo handsome. So we regretted Shalu’s rude behavior which might have been one of the reasons that he did not talk to us throughout the journey.
But Shalu and I were by then, high-spirited and tried in every way to convince him that we are not so rude girls and we were very cheerful (by laughing constantly). But obviously that did not help. He rather paid his full attention to another non-bengali , non-screeching guy and started explaining SAP to him. Shalu tried to distract him by her ‘yeh-reshmi-zulfon-ka andhera-na ghabarayiye’ style by untying her hair; and it did not help. We did not sleep till 1.30 AM, just thinking that he might get interested and start talking to us.
We sat in front of him and kept on trying our best to start a conversation. But he got on to his upper berth and went to sleep where we were still sitting with a hope that he would talk. Then we decided to sleep as our target seemed to be still hurt with Shalu’s rude behavior.
It seemed that, the hunk did not leave us alone in our dreams even. Both shalu and I had dreams about him. Shalu’s dream had a happy ending, that before leaving he left her a letter, written in hindi, with his name and address :). And as of my dream, even if he was there in my dream, I was committed to I~) only…”Sapne me bhi I~) ko dagaa nahi de paayi” hehehe… Shalu is still searching for him. So anybody knowing anyone from south india who is really handsome and travelled in Amaravati Express, coach no s7, berth no 43 on 31st December, 2009 then please let him know about Shalu… 
