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er berth with him. He will, of course, help you.”
“Yeah. sure!” Mishti said while rolling her eyes.
“If some boy, of course, he will. You are so pretty after all,” she said chuckling waving Mishti a goodbye.
“Let see.” She waved back.
Mikesh saw the girl passing and smiling looking at the other girl her face was not visible from where Mikesh was standing but, now he knows her name.
Mikesh while listening to their conversation was upset the way the other girl laughed and said that she can have any boys seat as her friend, Mishti, whoever she is, is beautiful. That’s an absurd thing to say and it raged him.
He dragged his suitcase away from that girl raging the way they were talking.
“Huh…like everyone is dying to see her friends beautiful face.”
“Huh…Like I care!” He raised his maroon framed glass matching his marron shirt neatly fitted black trousers and pointy black shoes.
A gentleman he looked rising like a cloud in fuming anger on a girl who is damn pretty like a raindrop.
His Pastel pink Trolley bag riding on perfect wheels; gliding as fast as it could as the train was here and train’s coach was a little far away. Someone, maybe some girl, or the same girl he just saw from behind was walking alongside him, he could see from the corner of her eyes, it did not bother him and keep walking.
His steps were fast as they could; the wheels of his trolley rolling and rolling as it could. And suddenly in between of a rushed platform on that Saturday evening, his trolley bag decided to slide leaving his hand away from him but not far away and hit the person walking alongside him.
BOOoooMmm!! Right on her blue trolley bag.
And between the midst of his collision, the running world around stopped. Stopped for Pastel pink Blue collision for a few seconds.
It was the same girl. The pretty girl. Holding her blue bag. Waring denim Kurti a shade bright than her bag, white bottoms and a belt tying her narrow waist. A curl on her forehead waved in motion with her rolling eyes looking at Mikesh and the crash landing he did.
“I have no time for this right now.” She said
Mikesh frowned as I have.
They held their bag and keep walking till they reached 2Ac coach of Mumbai Howrah mail.
She carried her language on the train, he waited for or her to walk so he could put his bag too and not collide with her.
The moment they enter into the train both took a sigh of relief when the cold breeze of air conditioner hit them.
“Now, I will straight my legs and sleep. just sleep.” she thought.
She stopped walking for a second dreaming about the cold breeze.
Mikesh who was walking behind her looked at her curled hair on her shoulders wondered- Are they waving with the breeze or the way she moves. Coiled hairs black, brown and few had the shade of red that shined under the light. It bounced with air and he smiled looking at them
At one point he chuckled like a baby and the girl in front stopped moving and their bags BOOooMmm…collided again. She looked behind at him.
The man who was walking behind them tired of looking at these two walk dreaming people shouted from behind- “Madam, Sir, move ahead, let’s find ours sits. you husband wife can look each other later.”
“We are not anything like that” Mikesh almost shouted.
They moved forward. It was her seat the side upper berth and his side lower berth.
He placed his luggage below his sit.
She checked her sit something in brown cover was occupying the whole seat. “What is this?” she cried in agony.
Mikesh who was now adjusting his water bottle in that round space above the window.
“These are pillow and cushions for the whole train.”
“I can see that. why on this seat?”
“How would I know?”
“I am not asking you. I am just talking to myself.”
One coil from her curl stared at him in annoyance and then when her phone rang. The voice on the other side asked did you exchange your sit?
“No.”
“Is there some boy in the below seat?”
” Yes,” ask him nicely with a smile he won’t reject it.”
“Hmm…”
Mikesh can hear the voice behind it recalled her of the girls giggling on the platform.
His anger fumes came back bouncing out of his head I am not gonna give her my seat they think boys are some stupid creatures.
Mishti asked Mikesh if he could look for Tc.
“Should I ?” he asked.
“Yeah. Okay. can you look at my luggage then? ”
She didn’t ask till now about exchanging sits. Let’s see how much she is gonna act before asking that.
TC came and said, ” Madam this luggage will be cleaned in an hour. You can sit here. Sir will adjust a little.”
“Should I?”He wanted to spread his legs to get some good sleep when TC interrupted him.
“Let her seat.”
“You can spread your legs if you want I will sit in this corner,” Mishti said.
Okay, he took one pillow rested his head, stretched his legs a little more, making space for her to sit. He closed his eyes and smiled in peace when the cool breeze touched his face.
And Mishti sitting in the corner of the sit quite comfortably though looked at his stretched legs and thought if she could do it too.
She sits in her place and started feeling sleepy. Every time Mikesh closes his eyes; he feels guilty for stretching his legs and let her just sit alone. He raised the white sheet from his face and looked at her. She was sleepy. Her eyes slowly getting close and the curled hair earlier which was waving with the cold breeze was swaying on her forehead. It was bothering her and now him too. He kept gazing at her thinking about the conversation he heard on the platform, her friend was right she is pretty but I couldn’t let her have my sit. I just couldn’t this is so wrong on girls sides. But she has not even asked you to for the seat she is sitting whatever is available to her.
He was feeling guilty. He wanted to take that bag place it aside and make her hands free so that she can side that curly coil of hair from her forehead which was bothering her or he wanted to do it himself.
could he do that or not? He thought about it for a while.
The train took a jerk when her sleep broke,” what just happened?” she yelled and the minute she awoke he took his eyes off her to outside the window.
“Nothing, nothing still my seat is not empty.?”She asked in disappointment.
“You can place your legs here from the side if you want.”He said calmly looking outside the window again.
She beamed and chuckled “thank you.” He smiled back.
“You smile too Maroon frame?”
“My name is not Maroon frame.
“Then?”
“Mikesh.”
“Mikesh? from Permanent roommates? Have you watched it?”
“Yes.”
“He is so cool.”
“He always makes mistakes what is so cool about him.?”
“Everything.” She giggled.
“I want to say something. I want to clear something.”
“What?” She gazed her big eyes at him and the coil of curl stared at him too.
“Nothing, nothing”
He was listening to music and she was reading something humming on the beats on her phone.
She looked at him, “why are you dressed so formally are you going for some meeting?”
“Formally I am not wearing any tie. so how formal?”
“Oh…I see. Tie means formals.”
“Okay…It seems like all Mikesh in the worlds are equally cute.”
He smiled. Even he tried not to. But he did.
Every time he smiles he thinks back about the conversation of exchanging sits. He thinks she wants just to exchange seats.
And all his joy ran out of the window.
They shared tea she told him about the snowy paths in Finland from the book she is reading.
They had a usual conversation about everything.
And then Mishti said, “I want to ask you something.”
His heart pounded the minute she will ask him for seat everything will be ruined. All beautiful will be soiled into grounds. He did not want that. He wants it to be as beautiful as it is. Like now, like ever, forever till the journey ends.
“What happened Mikesh?”
“Can I ask you something.”
“Yes. ” Mikesh said holding his breath.
“Did I ask your name ?”
“Yes,” he replied.
“But you didn’t ask my name. You are not even a bit interested in me. This is rare the minute I sit somewhere people keep trying to all over me. You are different.”
He smiled. In relief
She smiled. Looking at his sweetness.
“I am Mishti. I am going home.”
“I am going to a friends marriage for a day.”
“Just one day?”
“Have you ever been to Kolkata before?”
“No”
“then in one day. You don’t want to see my city?”
“I want to” he smiled looking at her worried face.
A man came slowly unloaded all the luggage.
“Look my seat is free now, I should go now.”
Then a girl in her twenties came to Mikesh.
Bhaiya will you exchange your sit with me. Please.
“Are you hurt in the leg or something.?” Mishti asked her.
Yeah a little bit in my leg
“I saw you were jumping here and there on the platform too. how could you leg be injured?”
“Don’t you lie little girl.”
“There is any old granny on my next seat. she is snoring all the time.”
Is he booked a ticket to hear her snore instead of you and you are lying again? Say the truth.”
“I want to talk to my boyfriend and granny stares at me every time I pick his call.” The girl said.
“Are you here to talk to him?”
“No didi.”
“Then?”
“Text him and ask him to not call and disturb co-passengers.”
“Sorry, Bhaiya for disturbing you.”
“Hey please don’t be offended. She does not want to scold you.”
” but she did. I understand Bhaiya. Your wife is so strict.”
“My wife…” This time he smiled gently and repeated in his head “My wife.”
They slept peacefully. In the moving train on their own seats with comfort and the whole night, he couldn’t stop smiling.
Next morning
Next morning about 7.30 train was about to reach the station journey was about to end. He didn’t want to get off the train and she, well she was smiling with joy. She was back in her city after two long years. She couldn’t stop smiling. They sipped tea together.
“I must tell you something,” Mikesh said.
“What?”
“I thought you talked to me nicely at first because you want to have my seat.”
“What?”
“I heard your friend saying to exchange seat with some boy as you are pretty”.
“Umm…That’s why you were so rude to me, Mikesh?”
“Yes. His eyes softened behind the glasses. “I was wrong and I am sorry.”
“Well, Mikesh you hurt me.”
“I am really sorry.”
“No.”
The train stopped. Station arrived. Everyone started to unpack their load.
“I am sorry Mishti.”
“No, Mikesh. I am so hurt.”
“I am really sorry Mishti.”
“I want you to think Big Tits Sex Dollabout it. Mikesh. Think about it A lot…a lot… all day the, the tea we shared, laughs we laughed, The snow in Finland I told you about and everything. Then ask yourself, Mikesh, is it okay to think it about me?”
“Listen, my family is here. I am going. You enjoy your stay.”
“And, And…Think about me just me and I will about you and let’s see.”
He waved her goodbye watched her going. The curl on her forehead waved goodbye too…Till she disappeared in the rush of people.
All-day he thought about her. All-day she thought about him
He smiled and smiled and then got sad.
She smiled and smiled and some more.
It was evening the same train on the station he wearing a white t-shirt and denim. The maroon frames and behind those frames his longing eyes reminiscing all the sweetness she brought him.
She walking as fast as she could on the platform hearing the announcement running on the platform in a maroon dress.
He looked around the people of her city. It really is the city of joy.
I found my joy and lost it in just a day.
Suddenly she was in front of him. He stood up. Mishti you here? he asked rubbing his eyes.
She sat without saying a word beside him.
“Did you thought about me?”
“Yes.”
“Did you miss me, Mikesh”
“Yes. Mishti.”
“How much did you, Mikesh?”
“I don’t know Mishti. All-day. I could think of anything else.”
“Really.?”
“Are you still angry?”
“Hmm…A little bit.”
“‘Next time’ come at least for three days. Kolkata is so big. You know.”
‘Next time’ he smiled.
“Didn’t you miss so much in a day Mikesh?Right?”
“Then you won’t come to meet me again?”
“I will. Mishti. I will” he smiled and chuckled and giggled.
“Why you didn’t tell me before? I was tensed for the whole day.”
“Because I wanted to know that even for a day if I will stay in your mind maybe we have a chance.
“We have a chance.” He smiled.
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We do have a tablet and a laptop computer, and there are five games they can play between the two devices. One is educational and teaches grammar, spelling, multiplication, and division. It uses games to reinforce these concepts. The others are Minecraft, Chuzzle, Chess, and Fruit Ninja. They love to play these games. They love to play board games, as well.They also love to play basketball, baseball, and tennis…outside. They ride their bikes in the yard, and sometimes they run around the house like crazy people.
Based on my experiences, I think that children still like to play with physical toys, but they like the simulated games as well. I think a lot has to do with what they are given and how that is done. Exposure is important. When my children want to play a board game, they don’t want just the two Aibei Dollof them. If I pay it with them, they enjoy it more.
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riences talking to fellow ENFPs. I’ll also dig into what I like, but I’ll try not basing it solely on that. Barring physical looks and personal preferences, these are what I think factors that make an ENFP ‘admire’ (Fall for?) another…
1) Intellect/Knowledge: This by far is the most attractive feature. ENFPs are usually ‘jack of all trades’ type people, since they have a curious nature, they tend to learn a little about everything, mostly they don’t have the patience however to understand anything deeply for its finer details, they usually can make do talking about a subject with little information about it (being good communicators). They really appreciate someone who can match up with not just their interests, but go beyond that and give them knowledge and information about areas which were hitherto new to them, they also appreciate someone who unlike them goes to the depth of the subject and can challenge their knowledge and push them to know more about it. Basically know-it-all’s are very attractive. Not a fake know it all though, someone who seriously knows-it-all.
2) Confidence, Stability and Decisiveness: Confidence is attractive to almost everybody. But ENFPs tend to appreciate people who are the quiet confident types. ENFPs can sometimes have a hard time making decisions (not on all topics and paradoxically they are pretty stubborn about things they are sure of) and seem to keep liking their options being open most of the time, however someone who is opposite in temperament here in terms of bringing closure, clarity, decisiveness etc is super attractive to the flighty ENFP, it brings in a huge measure of stability to the equation.
3) Somebody who has the same values of Authenticity, Freedom, Independence, Honesty: So while ENFPs like and are attracted to opposite temperaments, they are attracted to people with value systems that match their own- the four mentioned ones being the most important. ENFPs in general have a distaste for any kind of ‘fakeness’ or ‘pretense’ and they can smell it a mile away, they judge themselves very harshly for their own transgressions from their authentic self (due to their people pleasing tendency) and therefore judge it equally harshly in another. ENFPs will simply not be ok with being controlled or being told what to do, freedom is a big requirement; they’ll give you your freedom too. Finally, while ENFPs maybe sensitive and expect kindness, they also really appreciate honesty (even if it hurts them) and if you are somebody who can be both honest and kind- its a huge thing for them.
4) Liking them as they are and knowing that even if they act silly, they are pretty deep and are capable of maturity: ENFPs have a huge silly switch and it can lead people to automatically assume that they are ‘immaturesilly’ etc. Many times they are even socially inappropriate, not because they don’t know it but because they find social appropriateness fake and time consuming. If you are one of the rare people who can laugh at the silliness and let it be, without trying to control it or say things like “what will people think?” and you can still respect them for the mature, empathetic humans they can be without expecting to be either/or, they cant help but fall for you
5) Accepting their intensity and depth and reciprocating it with Emotional vulnerability: This is a very important one. ENFPs maybe silly and funny to the outside world, but are sensitive deep people inside. This is the part of them that really craves acceptance. So when they do trust you and open up and show this side of themselves if you don’t discard it by saying things like “Oh how much you think?” “How much you worry?” ” its not so serious” “chill” they will appreciate it. Similarly if you can be emotionally open to them yourself and show that you trust them- it will form a strong connection.
6) A practical outlook: This may come as a surprise, but I am pretty confident that this is very attractive to most ENFPs. ENFPs are emotional, yet the are optimistic- they truly believe everything can be corrected and made better practically. Their tertiary function (also called relief function is Te) which usually comes up after they have finished wallowing in their emotions to guide them make decisions and then they can be fairly practical
So if you accomplish point 5, by not rejecting their emotions and feelings and match it up with your vulnerability and still retain a practical approach that helps them, if you do not reject their fanciful ideas (they have these almost everyday) and tell them “lets see how this can be achieved” they will feel you are the partner they need for every adventure, every hare-brained scheme a