Sunday, March 29, 2009

Rehaana - part 5 - the dreamer waits

Rehaana - the beginning

Rehaana - part 2 - the twilight

Rehaana - part 3 - the phone call

Rehaana - part 4 - the first period

"I used to be horrible at cricket as a kid, the only activity which I could do well, was running, and I've thats what I've been doing all my life"

"Like Forest Gump"

"he he, yeah like him"

Another day another call

"I used to be good at chemistry too"

"Who else is good at Chemistry?" He could feel her raised eyebrow across the phone "Oh my Rehaana...he he, not a bad writer am I then...moulding the real with the fictional"

"I like to read what you write, you write so well"

He smiled, a lot of people had told him that before, but it meant so much more coming from her

Another day, no call; another week no call;

SMS "been busy, haven't had time to breathe, will call you"

Its funny how the radio seems to be able to read your mind

She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child,
But she's always a woman to me

She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe
And she'll take what you give her, as long as it's free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me

Oh--she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh--and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind

And she'll promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she's always a woman to me

Three weeks after their last call, she called again..."come over"

He wasn't sure if he was happy or angry. Probably a mix of both...She had been through so much, she was going through so much, but the way she'd make him feel a part of her life and then isolate herself again...didn't she know how the wait was killing him...


  1. I used to be good at chemistry too. =P
    I like how it every part of ours there's something for everyone to relate to! Keep going!

  2. 1)Why this post posted twice?
    2) I did not read the first 4 parts of the story, will do it some other time.
    3) Why is it that I can identify with the guy more in this case?


  3. @Siras you're the second girl who told me that :P I was ok in inorganic chem, Organic got tuff on me

    @Still Thinking...I like your observation...guess the publish button got hit twice

    None of my stories are unique or new...the gender of the character is irrelevant...i could have made the writer female and the lady the guy...the story..would still have been the same :)

  4. Hmm, aren't we all good at Chemistry when it comes to certain people?

  5. So,what is this thing about chemestry between two individuals of the opposite sex?And I guess for homosexuals it would mean the same sex,I would not know anything about that,I'm so straight that I can barely wait for a mate.

  6. ahhhhhhh!! Tho he is mad, it is making his day to see that she is ready to meet him from outside the coffee shop!!!!

    On to 6

  7. Oky so ...both are falling...guys has already fallen and she is damn comfortable talking to him abt whatver...this reminds me of the concept of "soulmate"...when one can actually feel what the other has gone /is going through.


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