One fine day she called me up and said, "Listen there is something very important that I have to tell you, and I have to tell it to you right now."
I was all ears. I stated this.
She continued, "The thing is, I have been thinking for a while...you know, about you and me. And..."
This sent alarm bells ringing, I racked my brains searching for anything that I might have done in the past few days that may have impacted my friendship with her negatively, I got lost in thoughts as the voice on the cellphone continued. "So this is final, and I am going to just come straight out with it and tell you, I love you. There, see, I said it." She paused for me to react, unfortunately I had been too lost in my thoughts to properly hear what she was saying, she shouted, "Hello! Are you even listening to me?"
I said, "Yes, yes, of course. And...you were saying."
"I said...you know, I said I love you."
My head swam for a while with a heady feeling, I held out a hand to the nearest wall for support, it took me some time to realize that she was still speaking, "Aren't you going to say anything?"
I paused, reflected and then said, "Well...of course, I love you too!"
And then we had a fairly longish chat which was full of happiness and future prospects and chorus songs in the background, when I remembered, "Er...what about that guy who claims to be your boyfriend? I mean, how does he figure."
She shouted, "Haven't you been listening to me? He doesn't matter to me anymore, you get that? I am through, I am over. I am...wait a minute, my cell phone is showing a 'call wait', oh hell...it's that bastard, let me get through with him and I will call you back, okay?"
I heard the familiar beep-beep one hears after being put on hold. I paced around for the next half an hour trying to keep my emotions in check, and trying not to think about what she would be talking with her ex about. Perhaps something vitriolic.
She called again, and said in the same firm and resolute tone of voice as before, "Listen, it's all over."
"Between you and him?" I asked, smiling to myself.
"No, between you and me, I am going back to him."
"What! How can it be over between you and me? I mean, we have hardly started!"
"I don't know about that," she said, "I am going back to him. He has convinced me so."
"But...we are such good friends!"
"Oh yeah, about that. So I guess we should never talk again, I am ending my friendship with you. Please don't bother me by calling me again, okay?" And thus she unceremoniously cut the phone.
I chose the same spot as before on the wall to lean and support my frame. I sighed loudly to extract sympathy from friends passing by. One of them stopped and asked me, "Is any thing wrong?"
I nodded, sighing again. "Tell me, what happened?" He asked.
I said, "I have just been a part of The World's Shortest Love Story." And I proceeded to tell him the details, it did not take long, I was through in a couple of minutes. My friend said, "But that's so cool...I mean, it's awesome! Isn't it?"
And then I realized he was right, it was totally awesome.