Bear with me for this one!!! ;-)

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I stared at the closed door – someone was singing on TV - Idea Star Singer – it didn’t interest me anymore. Making a decision I opened the door.

He was there on the bed (surprisingly) staring intently at his laptop screen; his fingers speedily yet gracefully pressing on the keys. He didn’t notice my presence. That irritated me more. I went over and sat next to him; nope, no response.

Things to do: Destroy the laptop ASAP.  

I: I am bored. :-(

He: Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…

Note: He got this hmmm thing from me.

I: How long are you going to stare at that stupid computer?

He: Hmmmmmmmmm

I: Hello, are you listening?

He: Hmmmmmm what?

I: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa you and your stupid work.

I: Spend some time with me. I am bored.

He: Hmm one sec molu

Note: Molu is an endearment in Malayalam. He calls me that especially when I start behaving like a 3 year old child. Also please note the length of hmm has reduced. And :-( is me pouting. And no I do not have Angelina Jolie lips to make him notice my pouting.

I: One sec over!!!!

He: Yeah yeah just one small thing and I am done.

I: hmmmmmmm :-(  

Silence for sometime. I decide to distract him.

Cuddling up next to him I start to read what he is working on. Impressive; not that I understand a word of it but I like the way he has presented his work. Pouting though I am, he makes me proud.

I raise my hand and touch his moustache. He immediately catches hold of it not taking his eyes off from the computer. I try to touch again with my other free hand. He jerks away.

He: Will you stop that?

He is angry; but I have his full attention now. I pout with full intensity – trying to do an Angelina Jolie; don’t think I succeeded. His eyes are stern; grim. I manage to bring some tear drops to the corner of my eyes. Hey, but they are genuine!!!!

I see the sternness reducing - replaced with surprise.

He: What happened? Now why are you crying??!!

I: I don’t know. I am just feeling sad. You don’t even like me touching you… (Huge pouting now)

He: Molu!!!!

Unable to say anything else he stares helplessly. Silently glad that I still manage to surprise him I look at him with all the love that I have.

He: Where are you getting such crazy ideas from???!!!! You know I shouted because I don’t like anyone touching my moustache!!!

What is it with guys and their precious moustaches? HMPH!!!!!!!

I: Who do you like more – the moustache or me???!!!

He: Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

He says that with the sly grin that makes him the most adorable man on earth. But no amount of cuteness can save him from me. I scream out and lunge at him – causing him a lot of physical damage.

You might find me silly, stupid, foolish. But this is what I can be when I am with that one person (only one person in this whole world). Dedicated to my love, who spends more time with his laptop than me (hmm at least today he did!!!).