He first saw her in the elevator. It was love at first sight. But there was something about her face...he'd seen her before, that's for sure. Only he couldn't tell.
Well, like all love stories, luckily for him, turned out she was attracted to him as well. And so it all began with a first 'hi' and subsequent meetings in the elevator, amidst the other people. And then the first date happened.
He pulled the chair for her. Why did all restaurants play Kenny G? He would've preferred something livelier. But what the hell, he wasn't here to listen to music, anyways.
"Nice place..." He started.
"Come on Avinash. That's such a cliched line. Your first date, right?"
He felt like an idiot, but smiled.
"Chalo, it's ok. Actually it is". She smiled. Ah, that smile. That face.
"You know what, Disha...I've been wanting to tell you this."
"You know, you remind me so much of someone..."
"Don't laugh, ok?"
she laughed. He frowned mockingly.
She patted his hand. "It's ok. Tell me."
"I had this crush on my 6th standard teacher."
She didn't laugh. Good..
"You remind me so much of her..."
"What was she like?"
"Well, she taught us science. Pretty strict actually. But I was smitten by her."
"Yeah?" She laughed.
"Actually..I'd even sent her a card. Anonymous of course.."
"What? Proclaiming your undying love or something..?" Some more laughter.
"I was her favorite student, though. I always scored well in her subject, because I didn't want her to be upset for me."
"That's so sweet. What was her name?"
"And which school was this?"
"St. Anthony's. Why?"
"So..did you ever go tell her it was you who sent her the card?"
"Oh boy. Didn't want to die. No. Never."
She smiled again.
"She had a typical smile..her lips curled like..donno. You have a similar smile."
"You should've told her about your love."
He didn't know what to say. He shrugged.
"Ok, am just kidding." She smiled that smile...
"But there's some consolation for you.."
"What do you mean?"
"You can always proclaim your love to her daughter."
"Wha..?" His jaw dropped.
She laughed that all too familiar laugh again. With a twinkle in her eye, this time.
"Meera's my mother, stupid."
He couldn't believe his ears.
"Meera Sachdev. St. Anthony's. Right?"
He mutely nodded, not knowing what to say.
"And know what? You can tell her too. She won't mind. After all, she still has that card of yours. she still talks about it. Tell her in person. She'll be happy. And..this time you might even get a 'yes'. For her daughter, of course."
She reached out and took his hand. They laughed. He still couldn't believe his ears.