Love Online By Ravi Aggarwal (CHAPTER 2)

Chapter 2:

So called friendship……

I was really shocked to see her call at that moment as she  had  left me all alone just 45 mins back.

My phone was still ringing. I was more confused than Mr.Bean and was thinking what to do. Her call had changed the whole direction of my thinking .Some questions which were running in my mind are like this. “Oh!! My love called me…yeah!! I know she will definitely call me back .Come on Rohit, attend her call. It was like a call from angel. Ironically, some devil thoughts were also running in my mind like “hey rohit!!! You will never see her face again, be a man. She has hurt your ego and what about your respect. She is nothing but a piece of shit for you”. Now it’s the time for angel to protest the devil. So some more thoughts were coming in my head like “how can you forget her charming, beautiful face. How can you forget the facebook chats. You are incomplete withour her. Come on just push the green button of your phone”.

I made up my mind to attend her call.As I made my way to touch that delicate green button of my mobile, it stopped  ringing.Aahh…fuck…I said to myself…the people sitting near by were  seeing me like watching  an  animal in a zoo.I was cursing myself for  thinking  so much which made me too late.Sheena made me think so much that  now I was thinking   that if she will call me again or  should I call her back…..”arry  why should I call her back”….A thought within thought was also playing  poker in my mind… “tu  sher hai yaar….be emraan hasmi...when you turned to her favourite shahrukh khan huh”.

I was thinking  with a little hope of getting her call back once again like a person who is  on the waiting list after getting reservation…and hopes  that he might get reservation. I was going to reach my destination...i just saw my watch .It  had struck  6 in the evening so I tried  to play maths with myself once more .I calculated  roughly that  I will  reach my house around 7pm.At last I reached over the station and  made my way to exit. I took my  wallet to take out  my parking slip and as I was reaching towards the bike, my phone rang once again. I forgot everything and just picked  the call very quickly thinking sheena called me back.

I LOVE YOU!!!!!!.......I LOVE YOU!!!!!..... ROHIT…….i just replied back “I LOVE YOU TOO…….I ALWAYS KNEW THAT YOU WILL  CALL ME BACK”.She said “really!!!”. I replied back “YEAH!! Jaan really”.She  again said  something which I surely know is least expected by me and my readers out there…..

She said “I know you always loved me since the days you played  cricket with my brother”…I screamed “WHAT??????”…..she started again “ya rohit!! I always knew that shweta is only made for you ROHIT”……I screamed  once again….. “huhhhhhhh!!!!!”…I became motionless like the statue of liberty for a minute.I think she was like sea around the statue of liberty which was  giving me hard times with the tides....TSUNAMI…..ahhh.She was trying to be lovable again  and asked me to repeat those  three words again  but I think it was hard day for me.So this time both  my mouth and my tongue  supported  me….but in place for three words I used one  word “FUCK!!!!”. Now it was her turn to say  “WHAT”.It sounded  like my mother screaming on me when I denied to bath on Sundays.It terrified me for a moment but like  my favorite cartoon…(sorry I have to mention it as I loved it)… “courage the cowardly dog”…..i made up my mind and with the firm voice like of amrish puri ,  I asked to her “Who are you???.... I don’t know any shweta.”….took a pause…then I put my voice on the top gear….  “Why the fuck you are saying ‘I love you’ huh”.

For 10-25 seconds, a pause was there like a disturbed connection between us but then she said “if you don’t love me,then why the hell you replied me back”.I was ashamed like a  criminal like I did something very wrong to reply her back but  it was just a mistake so I replied with the same firm voice “it was a mistake who are you?,I don’t know you”.She said “if you don’t love me then why did you dance with me at the function party”.I was confused.The sun had  also started to set down and I had been talking to her for around half an hour with all addition of shocks+surprise+Pauses.Now I got confused and i was trying to roll back my brain memory player  to find out with whom I danced. Screening process was difficult for now as Sheena was not ready to leave my maximum size of brain.It was like low disk space for any other thought for now.

The sun was setting down  and the moon was trying to have fun again.So I hung up her call and told her that  I will call her back to clear out the misunderstanding between us.I ran towards my bike and pulled out the parking slip and left for  home. On my way I was thinking about  several excuses I could  make to my  mother.Some of the excuses which were  creating a big problem for cerebrum are:

1)Mom,I met with an accident.

Simultaneous thoughts or problem face:where did you get hurt?......come on  my boy, I will take you  to  doctor?.....

2)Actually mom,I went for date with a girl.

Thoughts:WHAT????.........patak!!!!(slap)…..

3)Mom,there was lot of traffic…you know mom,traffic jams now days.

BINGO thought:Oh okie my boy….i  will make tea for you….you must be tired…RELAX!!!!

RELAX…..is sounding like a MOOV advertisement…. “ahh se aha tak” .On my way I was thinking that in my case its only ahh!!!..i hadn’t got over with Sheena today and One more thing had struck me today was shweta…….from where it came from.I was trying to go in flash back..but I thought  it was  better to concentrate on road or may be it was last day to love anyone…I smiled a bit…

As I reached home and  I knocked over my door.My mom screamed “WHO IS IT???”….it was like I am standing on the border…and someone is calling me across the border….That don’t come across the border or I will kick your ass.

I murmured that  “mom it’s me”. she screamed once more…. “Rohit???....Is that you”…I wanted  to say “please don’t kill me” ….but I didn’t have any choice.I said “ yes”.I could feel the steps of my mom walking  towards me like the dinosaur which head towards the actor in the movie Jurassic park.My mom opened the door and  i was ready like  for my interview and had to answer all the questions.

Where were you  the whole day huh???....I  bit stammered and said that there was traffic  jam”..but you know mother is the second name of god.She can feel your words.She said once again “then why are you stammering?”…. “Are you lying”……I repeated like I was being shot and was going to die in a minute … “N..n..NO….”.She said “fine…why you are so upset then?...”.I  said “nothing!!!...just a bit tired”…TIRED is a nice word….mom just became loving and caring and said “oh!! My raja beta”…….take rest. I think that’s why RETIRED word is made of RE-TIRED……

I did not have food that day as I was more into Sheena and a lot more into shweta. I was lying on bed and started counting with whom I danced from the time I started dancing.In 4^th class,I  danced with Nandini…oh man she was so cute….In 6^th class with garima who loved my smile. In 8^th class, I remember I danced with sonia.She was the monitor of my class..and I always considered her more evil than my class teacher…yuck! She was pretty awful.She always used to come first in  class and tried to be over smart. I had to dance all the day like monkey who dances  on the gesticulate of juggler…I used to get  really tired…but  our great teacher…I must say pretty..she thought  we made a cute couple for dance . For her, it was  like cute teddy bears showpiece selling at archies gallery.While dancing I shared  hard glances when she used to  do some mistake and we had to repeat all it once again…ahh!! Chuck it man….why am I thinking about  it as it was nothing more than a nightmare to me.Afterwards at school , what I did was only couple of skits but then never took part in dance as  I didn’t came over after what happened with sonia .I came onto the  conclusion that dance was not so easy task but  acting might work.I was given the act of a drunker in almost every act as I used  to act very naturally.People even tried  to smell me to check  if I really had some pegs or not.After those skits, my classmates  even teased  me by calling  me bewda (the person who drinks a lot).so then I got serious in the studies. Serious means I took studies into consideration.

And the last time I danced…… oh no!! this cant be possible. No no no that , that shweta …oh man!! Fuck how can it  be possible ..damn.. shit !!  I should have  never danced with her. I think it is the time my readers should know that  who is this shweta. shweta was  sister of  one of my  childhood friend and also my colony  friend Ayush’s sister.

I  had danced with  shweta at the lohri  function at her house three months back in front of her brother and her family. I didn’t even confirmed her friend request on  facebook as her brother was  more like Arnold and I remembered  the terminator.I was bit terrified and frightened about the whole thing.I thought it was now like to move in colony like  jerry mouse of the cartoon series tom and jerry.and jerry always wondered if tom(ayush) is waiting outside. Some more thought which were  popping up in my mind are like this:-

a)If she told about me to her brother???

Self conclusion (a)…a flash of light came over me…his brother came over me and punched my nose badly…a lot of pain…and my nose look like rotten potato…yuck!!

b)Why the hell you danced with her??…..you stupid..

Self conclusion(b)…come on!! Man!! Its okie….how do you know about it.She was like nuclear bomb shoot at Hiroshima and Nagasaki.You never know when she just dropped on you.You danced because you know she is just your friend sister.

c)From where she got my number…Oh God!! What will  happen if her brother saw my number in  her mobile phone contacts.A complete mess!!!

Self conclusion (c)may be she is not dumb like the other girls  who don’t think and just do what they want to. But you cant be sure with shweta. her calling me up  show that she is really dumb.Or may be she had  just memorized my number and called me up and didn’t stored it in her phone.It was like falling straight from the sky and thinking that I might fall into the sea and not on land .Or she had stored my number with any other name.Godd….help help help

d)She is beautiful Punjabi girl and giving you chance.Why don’t you take advantage?Why you are denying the butterscotch ice cream which you are getting  free without buying anything huh!!

Self Conclusion(d) MEN ARE DOGS!!!

e)what about sheena???

Self conclusion(e) what About her?She is stupid…but cute one J…why are you still thinking about her.I was thinking that  someone bang my head hard so that I  was able to forget her.Sheena will not be coming back for sure.

f)Why sheena called me back????

Self Conclusion(f):I am Confused.

Final Conclusion:I should talk about it  to someone  on this sensitive matter.

I think using a word sensitive is like touching the beautiful cheeks of Sheena.shweta hit me some time before but another hit was on my way .It was like sehwag hitting six after six after each ball without taking a break.My mobile vibrator was on. It  was kept beside my pillow like taking a nap.You know it was not only difficult day for me…but for my mobile phone too.Two extremely difficult girls to handle.I thought that  I would call someone in the morning to take advicewhich was similar to the task of  climbing the  great wall of China.I kept my head over the pillow and closed my eyes.All that happened at  Connaught place was heavy on my head.I was still thinking of my princess, her curly hair,her beautiful outfit today…remembering her sound…her soft skin….cursing myself that I didn’t  hugged her for a while to feel the warmth,to feel that heart beat,to feel my love for life.

I didn’t switched on my mosquito repeller in the room so I hardly remember how many mosquitoes  were having a bachelor party on my body. But I was so tired that I let them have party today and gave a second thought that a looser like me ,if cant shed blood  for my love then why not for these thirsty mosquitoes.I  was thinking  if Sheena’s  hair become shelter for me.

Brrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!! Brrrrrrrrrrrr!!!......i was thinking that  when my whole body is sacrificed for having the party  then why the mosquitoes  wanted  to have a cabrey in my ear too.I just slaped my ear hard to bang their party because they just entered in  no entry region but wait a minute it was  not the mosquitoes .It was none other than my  masterpiece “mobile” which was buzzing. You know a great discovery to make the things happen.The clock strings were kissing each other at  night when an earthquake with a high Richter scale struck me again.My mobile screen display light was looking like an  indicator in my bike blinking right away.I thought that may be its my friend gaurav (who has a greater part in the latter part of the story) had called me up.He loves to gossip  like which girl likes him or which girl is flirting around or which girl he likes the  most or which girl wears short dresses but I was not in the mood to discuss anything about all this.

But What!!!!.i was thinking that both the girls just listened the song from chak de india!! “ek hockey dungi rakh ke” but it was none other than my love my jaan…my sweetheart ,my everything…..Sheena.I was thinking that now this case has become more sensitive than the indo-pak friendship.I did’t want to give any other thought now  as last time I just missed her call….and it was like  giving a back paper again so that I might pass this time.So I pressed the green button and gave green signal to the voice incoming to my ear.

“Aahh…ahhh…..rohit…”she said.I really don’t know she called me rohit in what tone like “this is rohit” or she might have called another rohit…. “rohit?”…Her voice which is more sweeter then the rasogulla  was not sounding good it was like someone had  just ruined the sweetness by adding  salt into it.Now it was my turn to say .For a second, i thought  to sound rudely but my voice was not catching up the pitch of villain rather  it was sounding like the  sweet voice of RJ Rahul Makan(92.7 fm)….i replied…. “yeah  rohit here!!.... Sheena”……

I don’t know what happened but suddenly she just started crying  like my car which sometimes creates problem without giving me any hint.I thought some elements should have a warning meter so that you can be mentally prepared for it.She was  crying ….crying…crying and crying…..i tried  to ask “what happen?”…but I think she was just ignoring my question  like my mom ignores my unit test marks when I tell her the  highest marks in my class.So I thought  I had to play a reverse shot which I loved to play during my batting. So  this time I  said “hey yaar…stop crying…please for god sake stop crying”.I was  praying for her mobile phone to be water proof because she was  surely loosing a lot of expensive pearls from her eyes and her mobile phone is the only  lifeline to talk to her it was like amitabh bachchan giving me a hardtime on the hot seat.After her 10 mins of continous crying and my 8 minutes of continous trying, she stopped crying and put a standby mode on her crying.Remember ‘stand by’ mode….a careless touch could make it on…

So she replied me back.She said something which repaid my angerness,my frustration,my hatred,my true love for her……she said “SORRY”……This sorry was  more  for me because it was sounding like I love u too.You know a lover like me will find her love in everything she says.She was  once again acting like an eclipse over me.I  wanted  to reply her back that “you should be…you called me this far to insult me….”….but if I  have had  this much guts to say her then I might have said it before. So I replied her back like the people  who try to cope up with the situation after some disaster.I said “its okie!!”……she replied back…. “No!! it’s not okie”….For a moment, I think she had become an  astrologer as she knew what was going in my mind.

I replied back and taunt a bit “what happened??.....if I did something more today???…”…you know I told you before she was on stand by mode.No touching has to be done……and I had just shaked whole of her.So she was once again crrrrrrrryyyyiinnnnnnnngggg. I stretched this word because her crying was stretching me more than my trainer stretch me at the gym.I  tried once again to stop her but it was like she was driving a super fast sports car without breaks. I could not  scream at this time as it would have been no better for her. She was really emotional at that  moment and when girl is emotional…mind it….a girl may act like sitting over a Eiffel tower and can jump at any moment.If you just scream, she may  jump off.And if that would have happened, then I would  have to jump off to save her like superman.But you know as I always wear my underwear under my pants so it was quite impossible for me to jump.On the other hand if I screamed, then my mom who was  sleeping in the next room would have  attacked me for sure and I can’t handle her.the worst part is that I would have to disconnect Sheena’s call  which I really didn’t want to.So I  gave a quick thought and come with a great dialogue….so I said to her “hey sheena!!! If you didn’t stop crying now…I will disconnect your call….”…it was like throwing a dice and want six to win the game now…..and yo yo!! I got six.I mean she stopped crying and like a beautiful small 5 year old girl just obeyed what I said and she slowed her process of crying indicating me that the ball was now in my court.So like a hero, I replied to her…. “Okie Baby!!! Its fine…now tell me…what happened….dear…why you are crying so much….what is bothering you so much”…I asked her softly.  I didn’t want to take the chance again as my binding energy was not so good and she becomes  unstable like the nucleus which I always used to study during my chemistry classes.She replied me back like a sweet baby who  had done a sweet mistake .She said “it’s you Rohit….bothering me”…….I replied her back “ME” .It was sounding like the  ‘pot calling the kettle black’.I said  “why am I bothering you sweetheart…..” .I  was in love with the word bothering…specially when it came from her which showed that she cared about me.She replied back… “actually Rohit!!! I came onto the  conclusion….that I did wrong to you”……

Now I had  just gone on stand by mode for a second.She started her machine gun again…. “Rohit!!??....i think what I said there today at the meet was wrong”…..took a pause….and I also smiled a bit till the pause come to end…she added “actually!! I just came back….and described all the things to my sister Naina and she told me that I did wrong”.I was blessing her sister Naina for understanding me so much.She really has a lovable heart that she understood my strong love for her sister.I think Naina was sent by god to help me in getting my love.Sheena further said that “naina said that if you really don’t love her than why did you go to meet him”…..man!!! thank you naina…I thought for a minute to say “I love you” to naina instead of sheena….but I think its better to be on the right track J……it was like the things which I have in my mind to say to sheena were  being spoken by naina for me...may be my spirit just entered in her body for some time….so now I just said “so sheena what did you say to her?….”…you know now I was really curious to know the answer after all this it was like a farmer who is waiting for the black clouds to just rain but you now my sweet angel will always explain the things.So she answered… “Rohit!! I never know that this will be the experience of meeting a stranger”.For that  moment…I think  a devil had  just entered in my body and I wanted to slap her hard….

A guy who is trying for past 6 months to get her number and gave three more months to talk to her on call and then made her to love me ,was saying me a stranger.The word STRANGER hit me like a leather ball thrown by a pacer when  I didn’t wore a helmet and struck on my head with the speed of 150 km per hour.Tears started rolling from my eyes on listening this stranger word.It was like preparing a exam for whole year and the question paper turned out to be out of syllabus  and I got failed.I  tried to stop my tears because it may show her my weakness which  is not other than my…love Sheena.Sheena had  become  my weakness .But I can’t help my stammering when I  become too emotional…I asked her…. “am i still stranger to you??”…..

PAUSE!!!!!!!!!!!! (3 to 5 mins aprox)

She replied “I didn’t meant this..Rohit”. I replied back “what did you mean then….. huh”….I don’t know what happened to me….i think I was  like a capacitor which  stored  all the current till now and I just spilled out now… “if my love…my feelings….my care….our facebook chats….our I love you….was nothing for you….if we were playing some game…or its your hobby to talk with the guys and say stranger to them”

Now I don’t know what she was thinking…..she stammered now “ro…ro…hit….sorry I didn’t meant that….its just a slip of tongue”….but I think it was not tongue but my life is slipping away. I  tried to cope up with the pain. I thought that may be her father belongs to army that she can’t stop firing on me.She started again “I mean to say that it was really different meeting you.I am a modern girl but I never lied to my parents.Family was my first priority and studies is second.I  never thought I will be in love with someone to whom I just met on the facebook who is totally stranger to me… “but what I did was also wrong….i always keep the promises….but this time I find it difficult to kept the promise…”…..   “trust me rohit…please trust me”……it was like she left any other option for me…..trust was sounding like….the theme of LIC i.e “ jeewan ke saath bhi jewan ke baad bhi”…..i replied her….not in a rude manner but in a sarcastic manner “I trust you sheena….i trusted you more than my self…..”…..i was too emotional…more than any girl who turned after they saw sharukh khan movie end……i added “but what did you repay me of my trust I had on you”…….i travelled the  whole day to just see you once…to see that lovable heart…to see those  beautiful eyes…to see your excitement to meet me….the love which i not only want  but I was thirsty for...”…..

She prompted  me in between “but what about my parents”……it was like i was orphan.I said “and what about my parents ,I also lied for you”….that means my love was true and untouched and never changed for you…my love is still same..”

She opposed me “but yaar i m a girl…”…..i was really stupid I replied her….like an idiot I said “so what do you think I will love any boy”…..i know this is not needed….but I was so stupid that I said this….she was confused to listen this so I check myself  and said to her “I love you and love you forever Sheena”…..I never thought about my parents .All I want  now is only you..

 I said that “You are my strength….you are my love and you are my god…”..She replied back “Oh rohit!! Don’t say all this to me now…it will become difficult for me to live with this guilt that I  have hurt someone who loves me so much”

I wanted  to say that  if you know how much I love you then why you want to live with guilt why don’t  you live with me…..

But she said” Rohit ..it is like I have my favourite chocolate in front of my eyes kept high on selves  but I am not in the reach of it….”

If I think now I try to be in relationship with you then I am afraid  that what happened today might happen again”.I was still stupid thinking this time Sheena will look great in the moonlight.This girl has taken away everything….my heart and my liver too…remember I didn’t had dinner J…..

But she was right second time…I can’t  handle this 200000 volt current….as I got some trailers….before at the delhi then metro station…you must have forgotten shweta….

So I wanted  to know what she really wanted…I said okie yaar…. “I love you….and for your happiness…If I have to sacrifice my love then i will”.I  was thinking that how many cigarettes I  have to light tomorrow to forget this phone call..”

She said “No dear I called you because I think…. “if we cant be lovers……”…..I know what she was  going to say. I crossed my fingers…i murmured no no no….which was inaudible to her….but she said what was expected for girls not for boys

“WE CAN BE FRIENDS”…paused for a second and said again “Can we be friends?”

But sorry I listen this as “can…we---be----friens—bb”….i saw a call waiting coming….on my phone………..screen….

To be continued…..

Questions:who is calling rohit at this time??
what did rohit replied to sheena????

Why sheena wants to be friend with rohit again???

What about the childhood friend sister???

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Love Online By Ravi Aggarwal(CHAPTER 1)

Chapter:1

My First Meet

I remember it was a bright chilling sunny day of February 13^th.I was happy like a frog which gets rain after waiting for long but in my case it was not rain of water but the rain of love from my sweetheart. This first meet was not easy for me as I did  a lot of effort for it. I had put my whole heart and soul for it. Sheena, my love, was not so easy going girl like other girls of Delhi .You may get deceived by seeing her dressing style. She is modernistic at her dressing style but too traditional at her views. I had send her a friend request on facebook nine months back  with crossed fingers that she would accept it. As she was my elder sister’s classmate, I  got a benefit of doubt as she may  reckon  that I might be in her college. But it was not only about the doubt. My profile picture was so sexy that if I was a girl I would have surely accepted it. It took me six months to get her number and three months to say those three magical words of love .The first 6 months of chat on facebook was too crucial for me. Sheena was a brilliant girl of her college. She used to give only one hour on chatting stuff. So to catch her online, I used to wait whole day and even took leave from college to catch her online. We both were doing engineering but we belonged to different fields. She was doing engineering from gurgoan from maharishi dayanand university and I from Ghaziabad from Uttar Pradesh technical University. She was from electronics field and I was from mechanical. So I usually tried  to take interest in her subjects but it was pretty difficult ,as electronics for me was  nothing more than  the black and yellow wires around my house . I even tried to take interest in electric motors,transformers etc. to discuss something so that I could have something to talk to her. The first thing which I found girlish in her was talking about Mr.king khan.Sharukh was her dream man. I really admired Shahrukh’s guts that though in his forties but was still giving me a tough competition.

Hey you must be thinking that why I only talk about her nature, her ways of living, her talks….because I was really attracted the way she chat which overcomes her beautiful face or you can say her talks just add  more beauty to her. In 6 months, I observed every aspect of her life…when  she became emotional and  when she laughs. If she did not agree on my view point, then she would  never say ‘no’ but use the word ‘accha’. Even today I am confused about what is the basic concept of using ‘accha’ instead of ‘no’ but I like  her ‘accha’ word. At least it is better to listen accha instead of ‘no’. I prefer that my head of department also use this accha word instead of no as he always  used to write ‘no’ on every application of mine and I used to get frustrated .But I don’t know how my life changed after meeting her. I never get angry now days and love everyone; even I love my head of department. My attitude has changed completely. I started looking as if there were  colors in  black and white movies. My mom was really irritated with my nature as in those  days because I always use to say her that I was taking holiday for studying but instead I  use to end up sitting in front of my 15’ monitor whole day and waiting for my princess. I  don’t know which type of tonic all the mother’s take that they  yell non-stop on their children but I think there is now something different with my ear drums. It  looks  like my mother’s yelling became a music track for me. Sheena changed my life like a miracle. Let me tell you  now that  Sheena  was not even close to saying  yes to give her number but I believe in hard work, so I always asked for her number now and  then . In every chat, i tried  some tricks to judge if she had some feelings for me or not. The reader’s may try it. It will surely help you but remember one thing before using the trick. If the trick is successful ,then you will get to know about her  feeling but if not, there will be a bad news for you. Ask her if she trusts you. If she says yes, then ask her to  give her number to you .If she  does not give you her number then tell her to delete you  from her life .

Good news- if  she gives  you her number, it  shows that she cares for you Or maybe she will say to change the topic but not willing to delete you which  means that at least she “cares” which means “scope hai  pappe”.

Bad news- if ,she will say don’t play tricks with me and will say I know your type of people and will delete you , that means “game over”

But as I say “no risk no gain”. Knowing the feeling of a girl whom you didn’t even heard  before can be pretty difficult,  its like staking money on Indian share market without knowing your actual loss or profit. I was lucky that I didn’t lose but  don’t think that I got her number . I got the second part of the good news that is “care”. After so much of hard work, I convinced her to call me on her birthday ‘11^th January’. And yes, never forget the birthday of the girl you love because it will make your relationship like a mobile without sim card .Please trust me on that. She said to me that she would call me only if I agree on her conditions which felt like mom is instructing me  “things to do”. The contract contains two conditions:-

1) I will not save her number.

2) I will never call her back.

It was like giving a bite of Cadbury chocolate first and then giving a bite of bitter melon (karela) for taste but I  read somewhere that  bitter melon is good for health so I agreed on her contract and signed it virtually.

11^th January , it was my holiday. I don’t remember that  it was a restricted holiday or not. I  was playing cricket in my colony park.       

I  was really fond of batting but on that day it was difficult for me to score even a boundary as  my mind was concentrating on the mobile phone which was  kept in my pocket and don’t ask where my heart was. If you really want to know, then ask her because it was not with me. It  was with her from the day I started loving her.

It was 11a.m when my phone rang. I saw an unknown number. I  became too happy like I was  the first crorepati to have won kaun banega crorepati instead of Harsh Vardhan. I  picked it up and  said ‘hello’. I heard a girl’s  voice but after  hearing the call I became upset because the girl on the other side was saying ”I want to do friendship with you, I was waiting for your call from last month sweetheart”. I  was happy the girl was saying all this  but I was little confused by listening about the last month call stuff but I thought it was ok.But the next line I heard shattered my heart into pieces. The next line was “if you want to activate this service kindly dial 57896”. I hardly pushed the red button of the mobile phone and was too frustrated that I said to myself that I will surely complain to customer care about it and I came back to the field. I don’t know but expectations are like a burning candle, it melts and melts with every second it burns. I  decided  to go back to my house by playing a last single match. I just grabbed the bat and my expectations were  transferred to my teammates that I was going to make a big score but I didn’t kept there hope for long as  my phone rang for  the second time. I gave a look on my small screen of nokia and  it was one more time from an unknown number but this time I thought “one more fucking promotional call”. I  requested my bowler to wait for a  while. I picked up the call once more and  I heard a very sweet voice .I  was quite. I heard the second hello from the other  side of the phone. I replied  hello.

The girl said  that this is the confirmation call from ICICI bank for account opening. Firstly I thought to say “you give me your address I will confirm your death” but I controlled myself as her voice sounding more sweeter then the Bengali rasogulla .I  said “sorry mam I didn’t request for any account” and was going to hung up the call but wait a minute I  heard a laugh from the  other side of phone. Her  laugh was   filled with so much  joy  that  even depressed person would not need the pills after listening to it. I  said “why you are laughing” but she continued laughing. I  gave a second thought . oh!!! I said is this sheena ?.....she was still laughing which confirmed that the dreamgirl actually called me up.I  pinched myself. My heart was beating so fast that I was thinking what to say and what  not to say.I stammered a bit  while saying my next word. For  a while, I forgot  that it was her birthday as it was not only her birthday but also birthday of my love life but I got  back to reality and wished her. But the second thing I asked her was  that if the conditions were  still valid….she said yes, it is  valid. I asked her that are  you not going to call me again  to than she said we will see yaar. Then suddenly she said that her  dad is here and then ‘beep beep  beep’. She disconnected the call. My situation  became critical and it was like getting 1^st position in class without appreciation of teachers and parents. But, yes, I was happy that my dream girl  images which I only saw in her albums of facebook account were  now going to speak up at least in my imagination.

I went  back to my house and opened my facebook account , clicked on her profile , then clicked on her albums tab where every photo of hers  saying those  three magical words. Her laugh was still dancing on my ear drums. It was the first step of my love.

Some days passed, She went offline for some days due to her exams , you remember naaa , brilliant girl, lot of pressure and studies. That’s why I hate engineering   full of exams and  contains less lectures then the number of exams. Yuck!!

She said, she was going to be online after her exams . I made a reminder  note on my mobile phone and checked it twice  and chose the loudest ringtone as the alarm. I took a holiday from my college to catch her online on  January  24^th . Her exams were over and she told me she watched two movies -  3 idiots and Avatar. I wanted to shout at  her that I was so restless like sleeping on the bed of needles and she went to saw the movies but I controlled myself. I   made my mind to ask her to call me back once more this time without conditions and ask her to meet. She did the same , she refused  but I urged once again but  she refused the second time.I said  to her to just tell me where she was going for hangout. I will just come and will only see the glimpse of her. She refused and  her “no” word today was overcoming her “accha” word. it was  sounding like hammering my mind and heart but that day I made my mind for her yes.I played the last trick.You see it always works.I said her  if you want to be my friend then call me otherwise  don’t call me.

Next day,I was playing cricket.I got an  sms from unknown number. I had not  saved the number and  that’s why I didn’t recognized the number of my dreamgirl . It was “hi hows u? and under that  it was written ICICI bank”. I was playing cricket so I didn’t give much stress towards the message. After the match I saw the sms and called her back. I said hello and heard the same rasgola voice from other  end but it was sounding a bit  low. I asked  her what happened and  she said” I am sorry that I called you please don’t call me back” and then the same famous three beeps..

Next day,I asked on chat,what happened?,She said-“ I called you without telling anyone in my house”.I  wanted  to laugh loud but I controlled myself I said oh!! Ok ,never mind and tried  to convince her and for the first time  I got succeeded. I told her that I will give her a call to talk to her for 5 mins and she agreed.

 Now the things had totally changed for me and now when she went for her CL(carrer launcher classes) at CP, I used to  talk to her while also when  she return back to her home after attending the class.

Some Days passed,I remember,I proposed her at night on January 30^th . She said nothing. I told her about my x and how we broke up .I told her about everything but she disconnected my call. It was like leaving a person in the  mid of a  desert when he is really thirsty.

Next day in the morning ,she called and she said,-“,I don’t love ,you my priorities are different .”I tried  to convince her  but she said she would never call me in lifetime.” She didn’t said yes to my proposal but it was like she cheated me , with my love and with my trust. I said okie and said fine some cigarettes will cure everything and  I disconnected it. this time-  keeping  a stone on my heart.

I went  to nearest roadside shop (khokha), lit cigarette one after another .The shopkeeper was too happy as he didn’t  have regular heart brokers at his shop who  smoke continuously.I had a fight with my best friend on that day.I  was out of my mind . My mother gave me a list of buying items but I lost the list. She was yelling at me  but the shock which I got in the morning was nothing in front of all this.

At 5 am, my phone buzzed once again  and I received an sms  by Sheena.I thought it might contain  the same stuff  that ”please don’t call me,don’t bother me and all” but some magic  happened with me like  the one that happened with hritik in ‘koi mil gya’. The sms read “I love you too”. I was shocked for the next time in a day. Now it was confirmed that sheena was really serious with her electronics engineering as  she gave  me current. By current,I mean  the second big shock of the day.I wanted  to call her but next sms beeps “that don’t call me now ,I will call you back tomorrow”.You know its habit of sheena to play the game on her rules. I hope you remember the Cadbury and bitter melon.

Next day,it was confirmed that she said yes, to my proposal and  that she loves me and took a promise that I will never smoke again also I promised her that her priorities of life will be first that is her MBA from the ‘BIG CAT’.You know Sheena did  not  move  ahead without her conditions.

Some days passed,I taught her how to say I love you at the end of the call,how to say jaanu. But as I said before , Sheena was different. She found  it is awkward to say I love you every time at the end of  the call which boys love very much  and she used to  say ‘jaan’ not ‘jaanu’. It was like my love was  pretty impressed by Americans in using short words.

Transition from 12^th  February to 13^th February when happened, actually I don’t remember because we were chatting on call at night. I was afraid of talking too much to my sweetheart so  that she doesn’t turn me  into  patient of diabetes. We both were  like night  owls . She told me that she  had told her sister naina about our love.She told that naina found it really stupid to love someone on net. I was really angry on her sister because she didn’t  know that  I did lot of effort which I never did in my entire life. I was happy she told her about our love because both sisters shared the same room and it will more comfortable to talk to her.

We planned to meet on 13^th February at Connaught place, delhi.She said that she will come for her carrier launcher classes but  she will bunk her class and meet me. She added that she was  lying to her parents for the first time ever  so she was feeling guilty. I found it really stupid like I was coming to meet her after taking permission from my  mother that I was going to meet my dreamgirl today and I have to travel 50km to 60km to meet her. But as I was  boyfriend ,I said sorry to her that she lied to her parents because of meeting me.

Finally,new day, chilling 13^th February morning arrived I walked towards the balcony of my house.  Koel was singing on a tree . I felt it was a indication of my good day. We planned to meet at 11a.m.I calculate the distance with time. I cursed myself that why I didn’t gave much attention on the chapter of speed, distance and time. So I estimated that it would take me 1 hour to reach anand vihar metro station inclusive of traffic and one and half  hour from there to reach rajiv chawk which was  my destination.

Scene changed  

I reached anand vihar metro station after travelling 1 hour in chilling weather. I took a metro. I was too happy.  I saw a couple standing near the gate, the girl entangled her lover with her arms. I used to blame them firstly that it was too shameless but today everything changed for me . I was thinking like how  deep is their love.

I called her from there asking -where is she?. She said that she is waiting for me. She reached at Connaught  place half an hour before. I felt like a chief guest who has to attend a event and people are still waiting to meet me.

I was listening to the song “pehla nasha” and got really excited to think more about the meeting ……I can’t stop myself  to meet her now.

We are going to meet at regal cinema near the central park of Connaught place but I really don’t know the exact location as I was not a regular visitor over there. Connaught place is a hub for top brands, coaching centres,central park etc.I crossed central park and watched some PDA lovers. you must be thinking what is this PDA .It was the name given by delhi girls or may be a delhi girl i.e my love. its full form is public display of affection …it was so stupid but I couldn’t  stop laughing after hearing about the word PDA or can say in our facebook language LOL( laughing out loudly).

I was wearing a blue shirt with a blue sweater over it.It was my favourite sweater as I got maximum comments on the facebook profile picture of wearing it. I took some extra money from bank without telling to my mother so that I could fulfill every wish of my lover. I took a red rose from near by market.

I was standing near regal cinema and called her asking where is she. She said she is standing near by . I became bit nervous. I told her what I was wearing…. like telling about a criminal who had just committed a crime and ran. She said she could see  me.  I thought she must be playing game with me and then someone tapped on my shoulder and I looked back. I took a deep breath as I was going to see my dreamgirl and the next moment  I looked back…i kicked myself… it was a beggar asking for a 1 rupee.ahh!! For once, I thought of going back to  home but I couldn’t lose the chance of meeting my god whom I was worshipping since 9 months. I gave a rupee to beggar as I wanted  all the wishes to be granted today. As I turned back, I found a girl standing in front of me.

She was  beautiful,fair,just like some one could dream of queen Cleopatra. Her natural curly hair were adding  beauty to her face.Her lips were looking naturally pink like that of pink rose.Her perfume was making me mad. I just thought to hug her tightly and kiss her.Her eyes were dazzling and beautiful. Her nose piercing. nailpaint  were  matching to  her  red coloured reebok jacket. She was looking nervous so was i. We both were sweating in chilling winter .

I wanted to say that sweetheart I love you.I waited for this time from 9 months but instead all this stuff I said “hello”.I was kicking myself that what I was doing but I tried to keep the environment cool and mild so I just smiled and asked Sheena  that why she was so serious .I remembered  one dialogue from dark knight… so for making the environment cool I said ‘why so serious lets put the smile on that face’. She smiled saying it was the dialogue of villain not of hero stupid. I just went in a flashback and yes it was dialogue of world famous joker of the film.

But I don’t know but something was lacking…. the affection ..the love… so I was thinking why the people are too much into PDA.

We grabbed a place at haldiram sweets. I  ordered a burger for her and chole bhature for myself

 But I didn’t think she had any interest now in me. She was not looking towards me. She was sweating badly.I gave her my handkerchief.She refused...I took another chair and sit beside her.I could easily watch her beautiful manicured hands resting on her laps. I want to touch them,kiss them.I tried  to touch them…. She took them away..I tried once again. She said that it is  not right.please don’t do this it was no lesser than give a tight slap on the face. I wanted to cry that the girl for whom I did all this was not actually comfortable with me.

I went to  wash room and took out my favourite sweater…seeing myself in the mirror I said to myself-”hey buddy,don’t worry.You are going too fast…come on be cool and calm.You can do this you can still make this date a success”.I want to have mountain dew now because its advertisement says “darr ke aage jeet hai”.I applied some water on my hairs… Combed them and got back to the  seat but this time I took seat in front of her. I was going to say something to her but another big shock was there for me.I think she was too serious of  her profession of giving shocks.

Now please listen to these words which were  really unwanted in present situation but some words are like bullets. If you shot them  then, you will have  pain and misery . She said “I think I am not ready for the relationship…chatting on internet and phone was quite different from actual meet”. She took a pause for  two seconds and  then she spoke again- “I don’t think I love you and I am doing something wrong with me and with my parents”,one more fucking pause. “you are a nice guy and you will get any girl”.It was the end of her firing.I was shot dead but she wanted me to cry so she added  that please say something.  

I had a nervous breakdown it was like studying whole day and night for a subject and get a ‘back’ in that subject only… so I could imagine why the suicide rates were too high in engineering.I wanted to say “I hate you” but how can I hate a girl with whom I fell in love when I saw her for the first time. I wanted to cry aloud and say “you cheated me”. please for god sake slap me instead of saying these words.

Some thoughts were also dancing in  my head simultaneously.Some of them were - “ if I am not good looking that is why   she ditched me in first meet” or “I might be an option for her, or she was  so beautiful so  she might be having a boyfriend now”or “if she did this for fun”or “she is kidding with me”. This meet  became a tough question like facing an IIT exam.

But I cant stop myself and tears start rolling from my eyes .she said ‘don’t cry please’. It was like injecting the poison within me and asking not to react on it. I said ok. And stood up  to take leave… she said” wait, i am sorry Rohit. We will still talk,don’t worry,we will be friends forever”. She waited for my answer.

This time I refused.I said to her “the girl to whom I love so much”, I cant be friends with her which will be totally an impure friendship and I don’t like to adulterate any relation  it may love or friendship. I was tapping myself saying”bhai!!  What a dialogue”?

But I love her…so I just wanted to spend some more time with the princess. i put on my sunglasses so that no one notice my red eyes. I accompanied  her to drop her  at  the bus stop infront of park avenue hotel. i crossed  the central park once again and I was happy to see our Indian PDA lovers…. at least they have guts to have there love of life. i was walking like a looser. I said nothing to her and  she also  did the same.We were now standing in front of park avenue hotel waiting for bus.

I didn’t know what had happened with me but I wanted to gift her a last present as remembrance for me.I ran back to near by shop to buy a small teddy for her and I ran back to the bus stop but “she was not there”.I look for her the second time. but she was gone.

Oh!!!!!!!! …I was totally broken .I didn’t know what to do.I forgot the the way I took for reaching over there at the bus stop.I was walking alone and  tears still rolling down on my cheeks.I thought burning my lungs is better way to forget her so i buy a pack of cigarettes but her addiction is more stronger than smoking.i cant even think about something else and  after half an hour. I Got  back to rajiv metro station after searching a lot and took a metro.

I said to myself “girls are meant to cheat everyone to play games with the heart” but I thought I am saying all this “because grapes our sour”. i took a seat over there at metro and was still thinking about the meet.

But you know what- I was successful because I met her because I love her.i want to fulfill her every wish and if she wished to leave me alone than let it be…..let her just move on….. it was something to keep me in my senses till I reach home.

But another shock or may be surprise was goin to come in my way…..my phone rang once again.My screen was showing the name and image of sheena which I downloaded from her album……and……………..

What she said?..........and how I react?.....what happened next?.....

If you really want to know than read my next chapter


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