348: Getting too possessive

K was concerned that I was upset last night…and yes, I was quite upset until her missed calls started piling up. Made up with her…in less than a couple of minutes. I was missing her too badly, anyway…and just needed a fig-leaf to cover the embarrassment. And K, with her lovely voice, melted away all the misgivings of y’day night. Was in the office all day…attending to a pile of accumulated files…and talking to K whenever possible.

My Bangalore friend wants money again. Seems the credit card company has sent her a legal notice to pay up. She wants me to loan it…a “long term” loan, she says. She could also pay in kind, she says…with a wink! For the first time, I told a person to just F*** O** and that I am not in the business of money-lending. Felt bad for her, but I can’t be an eternal lender. She has to manage her own finances…or live within her means. If I bail her out now, she’ll again spend recklessly…and come back for money in no time. Hope she manages somehow.

Talked to K in the evening a coupe of times. She was in such a nice mood today. Everything was hunky-dory until we met online again at 11 pm. This time, a different reason. I could have handled the situation in a better manner, but the idiot I am, spoilt things again by acting the quintessential possessed lover! She was very upset…and wished she were not in love… at least so that I won’t be so possessive of her. Thankfully, we patched up again… before we hit the sack!