A Long Distance Conversation
Him: Hey…Kuchi…Kuchi…I have to say you something…you might not like it…
Her: What is it?
Him: I have to be here…. 4 more weeks…They have extended it…
Her: That is too much…it has been already 4 weeks you are not here…I don’t want to talk to you (pouted)
Him: Hey….you are saying as if it is my fault….
Her: Why don’t you resign and come back…(pouted)
Him: Ha..sometimes you are like this school kid….I don’t understand. I have taken up this project after we both have decided on this. This is something I want to do and I like it…this is my dream.
Her: I know…I understand. But I miss you…you said it is just for 4 weeks….(pouted)
Him: Baby…I know….I miss you too…you think I like to be here in this Siberia…though this is my dream…
Her: you know… I miss our fights…
Him: haha….Kuchi..Kuchi…..we can fight on phone too….if you want to ….
Her: I don’t want to do that….
Him: why?
Her: you are alone…I am alone…I don’t want either of us to get hurt….then we will be sleep deprived… the next day our productivity levels will fall…do you want all this in life…when I am already missing you…
Him: Hmm…baby…you think too much….
Him: Hey, do you want anything for Valentine’s Day?
Her: Nothing….I told you many times that is a dangerous question…why do you keep asking me….
Him: Baby…don’t say that….I always feel like I want to give you something…my brain is wired like that…I don’t know why….
Her: Umm…but to me, it is always you…I am wired like that…(haha). You tell me….what I will do with those shining carbon stones…glittering metals…. Those flowers…though I like them to have now and then….but mostly my eyes like it when those flowers are on those plants…with the nature…where they belong…
Him: Hmm…sometimes I feel you are strange…lady….
Her: haha…you tell me…is there anything more valuable than your smile….that smile that only belongs to me…lo.. I am already dying to see your smile here…
Him: Hmm….sometimes…I am worried about you…
Her: oh…why? Did you find someone over there?
Him: oh…Just…Shut up….
Her: Awww….what was that about?
Him: it sounded as if you are asking me… am I cheating with someone…
Her: haha…you know anything can happen….
Him: Oh….yeah…if I ask the same question…how do you feel?
Her: Hey…Hey…I am sorry….I didn’t think so deep… My mouth just blurted out….you are right…. may be…I should have not said it…sorry…
Him: You know….you are always on the back of my mind….where ever I go you are there….
Her: Oh…I am just a backend processor for you….(smiling).
Him: haha….You…can’t you be serious…when I am saying something serious…you know…if you occupy backend and frontend processors….then I cannot work anymore….I will be dreaming only about you…doing nothing….You want me to become like that…
Her: Please don’t…if you are always back of me….Oh…My…I cannot imagine that…I don’t want that…
Him: Hmm…Good. (smiling). But I expect a little bit of seriousness though…..At least in some situations…
Her: Earlier you used to say that…I like your smile…I like your laugh…I like your craziness….now what happened? (pouted)
Him: My…Dear…Kuchi…Kuchi…I still like all those about you…all those are my heartbeat…..if I don’t hear your laugh for one day…..my heart hurts…and…
Her: Now wait.…you know…I want to kiss you….
Him: You are welcome….go ahead….
Her: XXX
Her: You know….you should be happy that I am always happy. I am happy…that is because of you. You let me do anything I want to do. You let me say anything I want to say. That unconditional love you provide. The reasoning you give me when I am wrong. At the same time, you listen to my reasoning when you are wrong. Like I value you, equally you value me. On top of it you tolerate all my weirdness…you know… I can go on….… say so many things… but I will stop it here…
Him: Wow…Kuchi..Kuchi…you observe so much about me…..I feel like I am the luckiest man in this world….Now…it is my turn…
Her: for what?
Him: To kiss you…
Her: wait…
Him: why?
Her: First solve this puzzle…. For every last word, you have to fill in the blanks….next to it….
You are my hope
You are my Dope
You are my Code
You are my Dose
Him: Hey…it is not fair on your part….
Her: Aha….
Him: You know…you are….small little devil….
Her: Now….tell me who is the school kid?
Him: Oh…you are taking revenge on me…now
Her: Umm….now…eat well. Sleep well.
Him: I cannot eat…I…cannot sleep… now…
Her: Oh…Kuchi…Kuchi… you have all night to think…Good Night.
Him: Universe will punish you…
Her: You are there….to take care of me…so I don’t worry about it too much…
Him: Hmm…Ok…Good Night little Devil.
Her: haha…Take care…
Note: All these Relationship Management Conversations (RMC’s) I write are fictional. I am no expert on any subject matter psychology. I just gave a name to these conversations.
Sir Paul McCartney says that he talks to his Guitars. Then I can safely say my kuchi…Kuchi is this Monkey. holding the mirror. (haha).
