Thanks Akash for explaining the first part so well. In case you guys don’t know what is the 1st part all about go to this link-
http://akashblog-akash.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-common-adi-be-man-dont-feel-shy.html
See guys, before I start anything, let me tell you that Alaya is my past. I don’t even have any contact with her now. I don’t know how you people will take this blog, more importantly, how Nidhi will take this blog, but it is something I want to share about my past.
Three days, three days we didn’t talk. I tried to talk to her but she simply avoided me. We were coming out of tuition class as I called Tanu.
‘What’s up Sameer?’ Tanu asked me.
‘Can you make it work between me and Alaya?’ I asked.
‘Arre chill, she still loves you. She just a little pissed off, go and talk to her yourself,’ she said as she patted on my back.
I nodded.
As Alaya came out, I took a chance. ‘Hey Alaya,’ I waved my hand towards her.
She turned away after a glance and started walking towards the dark lane. I turned to Tanu.
‘Follow her stupid!’ she shouted.
I nodded and ran after Alaya. As I came closer to her I slowed down my pace.
‘Hey sexy,’ I smiled as she looked at me blankly.
‘I thought that comment suits Meghna more,’ she said as she started walking again.
‘Please! Meghna is sexy? Give me a break. You are a lot better than her,’
I noticed a smile on her face as she said, ‘Ya Ya, I know I am sexy, in fact the sexiest. You are lucky to get me,’
Pheeeww, at last ‘I got her’. It’s so tough to be a good boyfriend. And that evening luck was on my side. It was the time of monsoon and as we were walking big drops of rain started falling on us.
‘Shit, its raining. How am I to go home now?’ she cried.
‘Awww, five minutes and my house comes. What about spending some time there till rain stops?’ I asked back smiling.
‘Don’t try to get naughty. I am still angry on you,’ she said, better say warned.
‘Please, at least ten minutes’ I folded my hands.
One minute silence after which she spoke up.
‘Okay,’ she said as we went to my house, our clothes all wet. Mom and Dad were in Burdwan and so I was alone in house. I changed from my wet clothes and gave her one of my shirt.
‘Am I going to wear this? No way,’ he said stretching the shirt.
‘You don’t have a choice, though I would like you without clothes,’ I joked.
‘Really?’ she raised her eyebrows.
I just smiled as I went to take something from the fridge to eat. As I returned she pulled me loser.
‘Wanna have fun?’ she asked me.
‘Well, who doesn’t?’ I said as my breath started to increase.
She kissed on my chest and slowly and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. My breath stopped, my hands trembled as I pulled her closer by her waist. Her eyes closed. Her wet hair fell on my face. I bent forward. Our wet lips touched. And then, she planted a long kiss.
‘You taste like shit, ‘she said after the kiss.
‘Then you should try kissing someone else,’ I said as I pushed her back, a little pissed off.
‘I like tasting shit,’ she said softly as she went vulgar. She bit my lips harder and pushed me on the bed. Then she did something I never expected. She unbuttoned her own shirt. Amazingly I stared at her.
‘What are you looking at? This are all yours baby. Get them,’ she winked.
‘Huh? I think we are moving really fast. Just cool down and…...’ she kissed me again, stopping me from completing the sentence. This time I couldn’t control myself. I grasped her from behind and threw her into the bed. Then I pressed on her breasts. I could feel her inside me. I pressed them so hard that she shouted.
‘Ouch! It hurts Sameer. Easy man, I am not running away,’ she smiled as her hands reached unmentionable parts of mine.
‘I wont let you run away,’ I smiled as I pushed my body against hers.
‘Your cute puny little thing down there has got straight it seems, why don’t you let it do some work?’ she was getting damn naughty.
‘Once you allow,’ I answered as I shed my pants. Our two naked bodies were in contact with each other. With every passing second, I was falling in love with her more intensely.
She smiled and spread her legs. Then she allowed me to push my ‘little thing’ inside her. I just followed her instructions. I pressed in, she grasped me tight. Her eyes closed down. I kissed on her throat. Her grasp became tighter.
I pressed in Harder.
She grasped me more tightly. Her breath slowed down. We kissed again. Then there was no stopping.
‘I L-L-L-o-v-e-e-e you,’ she said as I pressed as hard as I can, increasing my pace to the highest extent.
After fifteen minutes of hard work we were completely out of energy. I kissed her forehead and whispered into her ears ‘I love you Alaya,’
‘Don’t ever leave me Sameer, love you too my baby,’ she said as her voice became heavy. Her eyes became wet.
‘Want a second round?’ I wanted to lighten up her mood.
‘You are nuts. No energy left in me,’ she said as she pushed me.
I stayed silent.
‘I don’t believe Sameer, we are no longer virgin,’ she stared at me and put her finger on my lips.
‘I guess I am a man now, ‘I smiled as she hugged me. The moment she hugged me, I made a promise to myself. A promise of never hurting Alaya. A promise I could never keep.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Breaking Up(Part 2)
This is a continuation of my last post Breaking up(part 1)..in case you haven't read it check it out at- http://suman32blog.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-year-sam-one-year-we-have-been.html
One month passed. Riya took over Nidhi. She used to call me, force me to study and do everything which Nidhi did, except having intimate romance though. But I still missed Nidhi. She had become an important part of my life. Every minute came one new sms from Nidhi. All her sms led to one point, she was extremely sorry for what she has done, how much she loves me and all those crap. I never replied. My days used to pass by staring at her in classes. One day Riya noticed me doing that.
‘Go to her,’ she whispered.
‘Huh?’ I turned to her, astonished.
‘You can stare at her later, copy down the notes first,’ she said smiling.
I looked down, at my copy. Rest of the class I didn’t stare at Nidhi fearing to be caught by Riya again .As tuition was over and I was out, Riya called me. ‘Hey Sameer, wait,’
I turned back at her. And then I turned to Nidhi. Nidhi was shuffling her eyes between me and Riya. I wondered what Nidhi must be feeling. Maybe she would have felt jealous. But honestly speaking, I wanted her to feel jealous, because what she had done with me wasn’t acceptable.
‘What happened?’ Riya shouted as I and Nidhi stared at each other.
‘Umm…Err…Nothing. Let’s go, come on,’ I tried to look away from Nidhi.
I am sure she cried that night. She must have, because it’s hard to even feel the one you love with someone else. Who knows that better than me?
As we walked down the CCD, I stared at the logo. I wanted to have a drink, whatever it is.
Riya turned to me, ’Coffee?’
‘You just read my mind,’
She pushed me by my nose and pulled me inside the café. We ordered Swedish cocoa coffee and chips.
‘So?’ Riya was eager to start a conversation as I was checking one of Nidhi’s messages I received the last minute.
‘What?’ I asked blindly.
‘Let’s come to the point Sameer. You love her, you know that, I know that, half of the world knows that and I thank facebook for that. But, why are you not going back to her?’
‘What will happen to you then?’ I joked
‘You are not my boyfriend,’ she answered, a little pissed off.
‘But I think I have started liking you,’ I said as I put my hand on hers.
‘You are not my types,’ she answered as she finished her coffee.
The nest two months we spent together. We became close and I kissed Riya at least three times, twice drunk and once in my senses. But I still couldn’t forget Nidhi. She was still in my heart. The frequency of Nidhi’s messages had fallen a little bit by then. Previously it used to come every minute, then it had fallen down to every hour, and after these two months it became once a day. Her point in those messages changed from how much she loved me to how much she cared for me and respected every decision of mine.
‘Go back to Nidhi, she loves you’ Riya said after we made out for the first time.
‘Hmm, maybe,’ I answered.
She hugged me and said, ’Sameer, I always tell you to go to Nidhi, but today let me tell you this, otherwise I wont be able to forgive myself. Please stay, don’t leave me,’
I stayed silent.
She rubbed her tears and smiled, ‘Don’t mind, I had to say this. Go to Nidhi,’
Exams were over and we were invited to Rahul’s house for our final get-together. All of us turned up, except Nidhi. Riya was looking gorgeous, way better than others because her only competition Nidhi decided not to attend.
I asked Smita,’Where is Nidhi?’
‘She has left for Rajasthan, sighting some personal problem. I thought you would know,’
‘I didn’t know,’ I said and went to the balcony to cry alone. Why didn’t she tell me? Has she forgotten me? I was lost in thought. The next thing I remember is that I was in the road searching for a taxi that could take me to the airport. Then suddenly a car bumped on me. From it came out Riya, ‘Need help?’
‘I am loosing her,’ I cried.
‘You won’t unless I am here, ‘she said as she drove me to the airport.
She dropped me in front of the gate, ‘Go Sameer,’
‘What about you?’
‘I’ll be going to Detroit tomorrow, forever,’
‘Bye Riya. And thank you,’
As I turned I heard her whispering to herself ‘I love you’. But I had to go to Nidhi.
‘Nidhi,’ I called out spotting her.
‘Hi Sam,’ she came walking towards me surprised. Her sister was also there
‘How are you?’ I asked.
‘I am fine, but suddenly?’
‘Why did you do this to me?’
She smiled and said, ‘You know Sam, I did nothing. I just wanted to see whether you love me as much as I do. I love you so much Sam, that even after knowing in between this three months you have done so many things with Riya, I don’t mind loving you. Because I love you so much, that I can accept you even after you murder anyone. But you, you didn’t even bother to sit and talk with me about it when I said you everything. It’s all because of your ego. Sam .I love you and will always do so. I am pure, and nobody except you have even touched me that way, I even given my heart and soul to you, but we cant stay together,’ and then she started walking away.
‘Please forgive me, I am sorry,’ I whispered in her ears catching hold of her hand. My nose touched her ears. One drop of tear from my eyes fell on her cheeks and one from her eyes fell on my hand.
‘Sam, pull down your ego, otherwise you’ll never get any other girl in life, and all are not as stupid as me. Bye, take care and love you,’ she moved towards to boarding pass counter.
‘I love you Nidhi,’ I cried.
‘Bye Sam, take care, don’t drink much and please learn to clean your mess alone because I am not there with you anymore to do that,’ and she gave me a flying kiss.
Within minutes she was lost among the crowds, leaving me alone forever in this world. I still love her. I really do. Love you Nidhi! :’-(
One month passed. Riya took over Nidhi. She used to call me, force me to study and do everything which Nidhi did, except having intimate romance though. But I still missed Nidhi. She had become an important part of my life. Every minute came one new sms from Nidhi. All her sms led to one point, she was extremely sorry for what she has done, how much she loves me and all those crap. I never replied. My days used to pass by staring at her in classes. One day Riya noticed me doing that.
‘Go to her,’ she whispered.
‘Huh?’ I turned to her, astonished.
‘You can stare at her later, copy down the notes first,’ she said smiling.
I looked down, at my copy. Rest of the class I didn’t stare at Nidhi fearing to be caught by Riya again .As tuition was over and I was out, Riya called me. ‘Hey Sameer, wait,’
I turned back at her. And then I turned to Nidhi. Nidhi was shuffling her eyes between me and Riya. I wondered what Nidhi must be feeling. Maybe she would have felt jealous. But honestly speaking, I wanted her to feel jealous, because what she had done with me wasn’t acceptable.
‘What happened?’ Riya shouted as I and Nidhi stared at each other.
‘Umm…Err…Nothing. Let’s go, come on,’ I tried to look away from Nidhi.
I am sure she cried that night. She must have, because it’s hard to even feel the one you love with someone else. Who knows that better than me?
As we walked down the CCD, I stared at the logo. I wanted to have a drink, whatever it is.
Riya turned to me, ’Coffee?’
‘You just read my mind,’
She pushed me by my nose and pulled me inside the café. We ordered Swedish cocoa coffee and chips.
‘So?’ Riya was eager to start a conversation as I was checking one of Nidhi’s messages I received the last minute.
‘What?’ I asked blindly.
‘Let’s come to the point Sameer. You love her, you know that, I know that, half of the world knows that and I thank facebook for that. But, why are you not going back to her?’
‘What will happen to you then?’ I joked
‘You are not my boyfriend,’ she answered, a little pissed off.
‘But I think I have started liking you,’ I said as I put my hand on hers.
‘You are not my types,’ she answered as she finished her coffee.
The nest two months we spent together. We became close and I kissed Riya at least three times, twice drunk and once in my senses. But I still couldn’t forget Nidhi. She was still in my heart. The frequency of Nidhi’s messages had fallen a little bit by then. Previously it used to come every minute, then it had fallen down to every hour, and after these two months it became once a day. Her point in those messages changed from how much she loved me to how much she cared for me and respected every decision of mine.
‘Go back to Nidhi, she loves you’ Riya said after we made out for the first time.
‘Hmm, maybe,’ I answered.
She hugged me and said, ’Sameer, I always tell you to go to Nidhi, but today let me tell you this, otherwise I wont be able to forgive myself. Please stay, don’t leave me,’
I stayed silent.
She rubbed her tears and smiled, ‘Don’t mind, I had to say this. Go to Nidhi,’
Exams were over and we were invited to Rahul’s house for our final get-together. All of us turned up, except Nidhi. Riya was looking gorgeous, way better than others because her only competition Nidhi decided not to attend.
I asked Smita,’Where is Nidhi?’
‘She has left for Rajasthan, sighting some personal problem. I thought you would know,’
‘I didn’t know,’ I said and went to the balcony to cry alone. Why didn’t she tell me? Has she forgotten me? I was lost in thought. The next thing I remember is that I was in the road searching for a taxi that could take me to the airport. Then suddenly a car bumped on me. From it came out Riya, ‘Need help?’
‘I am loosing her,’ I cried.
‘You won’t unless I am here, ‘she said as she drove me to the airport.
She dropped me in front of the gate, ‘Go Sameer,’
‘What about you?’
‘I’ll be going to Detroit tomorrow, forever,’
‘Bye Riya. And thank you,’
As I turned I heard her whispering to herself ‘I love you’. But I had to go to Nidhi.
‘Nidhi,’ I called out spotting her.
‘Hi Sam,’ she came walking towards me surprised. Her sister was also there
‘How are you?’ I asked.
‘I am fine, but suddenly?’
‘Why did you do this to me?’
She smiled and said, ‘You know Sam, I did nothing. I just wanted to see whether you love me as much as I do. I love you so much Sam, that even after knowing in between this three months you have done so many things with Riya, I don’t mind loving you. Because I love you so much, that I can accept you even after you murder anyone. But you, you didn’t even bother to sit and talk with me about it when I said you everything. It’s all because of your ego. Sam .I love you and will always do so. I am pure, and nobody except you have even touched me that way, I even given my heart and soul to you, but we cant stay together,’ and then she started walking away.
‘Please forgive me, I am sorry,’ I whispered in her ears catching hold of her hand. My nose touched her ears. One drop of tear from my eyes fell on her cheeks and one from her eyes fell on my hand.
‘Sam, pull down your ego, otherwise you’ll never get any other girl in life, and all are not as stupid as me. Bye, take care and love you,’ she moved towards to boarding pass counter.
‘I love you Nidhi,’ I cried.
‘Bye Sam, take care, don’t drink much and please learn to clean your mess alone because I am not there with you anymore to do that,’ and she gave me a flying kiss.
Within minutes she was lost among the crowds, leaving me alone forever in this world. I still love her. I really do. Love you Nidhi! :’-(
Friday, January 7, 2011
Breaking up!! (Part 1)
‘One year Sam, one year we have been together. Isn’t that awesome?’ Nidhi shouted sipping her first shot of Tequila.
‘It is, it definitely is,’ I said as I was prepared to take my sip. We were in the new Roxy Park lounge night club to celebrate our one year anniversary, accompanied by Rahul, Smita, Riya and Mayank.
One shot.
It hit my head. My throat burned. The music went louder. The lights hit my eyes.
Second shot.
It hit harder. My stomach burned. The music blurred.
Third shot. Fourth shot. Fifth shot. I lost count. As I finished the last one Nidhi shouted, ‘Can we dance?’
I nodded.
One nod and she grabbed me by my neck and pulled me into her as we grappled for space in the dance floor. Her tongue run over my ears as her hands grabbed my hair. I felt my hands going all over her and hers going all over me. She pulled me, kissed me ad bit me. Then she left me panting and walked off the dance floor.
‘What happened?’
‘Washroom,’ she said as she made an excuse-me-I-am-sorry-baby-will-be-returning-in-a-minute look.
Nidhi was in the washroom, Mayank, Smita and Rahul were in the dance floor. I was panting so went and sat beside Riya.
‘Won’t you be dancing?’ I asked her.
‘I am little too drunk,’ she said and put her hands around my neck.
‘Yes you seem so,’ I said, my head still spinning.
‘And you seem awesome Sameer,’ she said, her eyes closing down and she leaning towards me. She hugged me. I felt her pushing her body towards me. Her face hovered over mine. I felt her lips brush against mine. We kissed.
‘Sam?’ I heard a voice and looked back. It was Nidhi.
‘Nidhi I am sorry, she just came on to me,’ my senses were back.
She didn’t listen. Next day she sent me a sms asking me to meet her.
‘Why? Sam? Why?’ she cried when we met.
‘I love you; I was not in my senses. Please forgive me,’
‘I want to forgive you. But I don’t know what to do,’
‘Please don’t do this,’ I begged.
‘Lets stay away from each other for a little time, I love you Sam,’ she kissed on my cheeks and left me standing there, crying.
I kept calling her but she disconnected every time. I messaged her but she didn’t reply. I kept crying whole night.
Everyday I used to see her in school with Karan. I felt like killing that son of a bitch.
One week passed. My days became like hell. I missed her.
‘It happened because of me, I am sorry,’ Riya said as she came and sat beside me in tuition.
‘Its OK, she is just taking a break,’
Slowly and slowly I became good friends with Riya. Nidhi never replied me and I needed support and Riya used to give me that. She used to help me with notes, assignments and even talk with me to make me feel better.
‘You love her a lot?’ she would ask.
‘You doubt that?’
‘Hope I get a lover like you,’
‘You are hot; anyone will love to fuck you, and it also includes me,’
‘Ya but I want love stupid,’ she would wink every time
Then one night Nidhi called me. I met her next day.
‘I am sorry, did you forgive me?’ I asked her.
‘You know Sam, I had forgiven you the minute you did what you did. But it made me scared, that how can I forgive you so easily? I mean how can I love you so much? What if you leave me any day? What will happen to me?’ she said as she broke into tears.
I hugged her.
‘Did you miss me?’ I asked
She nodded.
‘Why? Isn’t Karan interesting?’ I mocked.
‘You are the best, ‘she winked.
Things became normal again. Nidhi became mine and Riya my best friend. One day I was checking Nidhi’s cell and I saw it. Karan and Nidhi together in a photo with the message Why didn’t I meet her before? She is awesome
‘What is this?’ I showed her the picture.
She hesitated.
After asking five times she spoke up, ‘I kissed him,’
'What? When?'
'When I was in a break,'
‘Are you serious? Well good. How did he taste? Was he better than me?’ I started shouting.
‘I don’t know, it didn’t mean anything. I love you,’ she started weeping.
‘Stop this loving crap. When I kissed her, I was drunk. You weren’t. You bloody whore, get lost’ I shouted banging the door.
Now it was my turn .I didn’t receive her phone calls, didn’t reply to her messages, I ignored her. She sent me probably more than a 100 messages, but I replied to none. I was burning inside. Why did she do this to me? Was she bored of me? Why Nidhi why? I kept sobbing whole night. Somehow I slept that night.
Next morning I woke up and suddenly started missing her. I called Riya and narrated everything.
‘You should accept it; even you did that mistake. Grow up Sameer,’ she said
I nodded and dialed Nidhi’s number.
‘Nidhi, I can’t live without you, I am sorry. Forgive me and come back,’ I broke into tears.
‘You know what Sam, I don’t deserve you,’ she said softly.
‘What are you saying? Just look at you and look at me. You are out of my league, still you love me,’ I said, a little confused.
‘No Sam, it’s not that. Actually it wasn’t just a kiss. Me and Karan, we crossed the line,’ she started crying.
‘Fuck, I knew it. You are just a slut. Nidhi, it’s over, I am breaking up,’
‘Sam please, I love you. I can’t live without you,’ she cried
‘Bye. Take care and don’t call me back,’ and I disconnected.
I called Riya and explained everything to her. ‘Can we meet?’ I asked her.
‘Why are you doing this with her?’ Riya asked me when we met.
‘She fucking slept with someone else. She is doing everything, I just broke up,’
‘So what? Put down your male ego,’ she shouted ‘and go back to her,’
‘She was fucked by someone else when she was committed to me,’
So what? You were ready to fuck me when you were committed to her,’ she answered back.
‘Ya but I didn’t,’
‘But you wanted to. If I would have allowed, you have fucked me,’ she said quiet confidently.
‘Whatever, ‘I shrugged and walked away from there.
P.S-this story has a 2nd part http://suman32blog.blogspot.com/2011/01/breaking-uppart-2.htmly.
this story is inspired by the great Durjoy Datta.
‘It is, it definitely is,’ I said as I was prepared to take my sip. We were in the new Roxy Park lounge night club to celebrate our one year anniversary, accompanied by Rahul, Smita, Riya and Mayank.
One shot.
It hit my head. My throat burned. The music went louder. The lights hit my eyes.
Second shot.
It hit harder. My stomach burned. The music blurred.
Third shot. Fourth shot. Fifth shot. I lost count. As I finished the last one Nidhi shouted, ‘Can we dance?’
I nodded.
One nod and she grabbed me by my neck and pulled me into her as we grappled for space in the dance floor. Her tongue run over my ears as her hands grabbed my hair. I felt my hands going all over her and hers going all over me. She pulled me, kissed me ad bit me. Then she left me panting and walked off the dance floor.
‘What happened?’
‘Washroom,’ she said as she made an excuse-me-I-am-sorry-baby-will-be-returning-in-a-minute look.
Nidhi was in the washroom, Mayank, Smita and Rahul were in the dance floor. I was panting so went and sat beside Riya.
‘Won’t you be dancing?’ I asked her.
‘I am little too drunk,’ she said and put her hands around my neck.
‘Yes you seem so,’ I said, my head still spinning.
‘And you seem awesome Sameer,’ she said, her eyes closing down and she leaning towards me. She hugged me. I felt her pushing her body towards me. Her face hovered over mine. I felt her lips brush against mine. We kissed.
‘Sam?’ I heard a voice and looked back. It was Nidhi.
‘Nidhi I am sorry, she just came on to me,’ my senses were back.
She didn’t listen. Next day she sent me a sms asking me to meet her.
‘Why? Sam? Why?’ she cried when we met.
‘I love you; I was not in my senses. Please forgive me,’
‘I want to forgive you. But I don’t know what to do,’
‘Please don’t do this,’ I begged.
‘Lets stay away from each other for a little time, I love you Sam,’ she kissed on my cheeks and left me standing there, crying.
I kept calling her but she disconnected every time. I messaged her but she didn’t reply. I kept crying whole night.
Everyday I used to see her in school with Karan. I felt like killing that son of a bitch.
One week passed. My days became like hell. I missed her.
‘It happened because of me, I am sorry,’ Riya said as she came and sat beside me in tuition.
‘Its OK, she is just taking a break,’
Slowly and slowly I became good friends with Riya. Nidhi never replied me and I needed support and Riya used to give me that. She used to help me with notes, assignments and even talk with me to make me feel better.
‘You love her a lot?’ she would ask.
‘You doubt that?’
‘Hope I get a lover like you,’
‘You are hot; anyone will love to fuck you, and it also includes me,’
‘Ya but I want love stupid,’ she would wink every time
Then one night Nidhi called me. I met her next day.
‘I am sorry, did you forgive me?’ I asked her.
‘You know Sam, I had forgiven you the minute you did what you did. But it made me scared, that how can I forgive you so easily? I mean how can I love you so much? What if you leave me any day? What will happen to me?’ she said as she broke into tears.
I hugged her.
‘Did you miss me?’ I asked
She nodded.
‘Why? Isn’t Karan interesting?’ I mocked.
‘You are the best, ‘she winked.
Things became normal again. Nidhi became mine and Riya my best friend. One day I was checking Nidhi’s cell and I saw it. Karan and Nidhi together in a photo with the message Why didn’t I meet her before? She is awesome
‘What is this?’ I showed her the picture.
She hesitated.
After asking five times she spoke up, ‘I kissed him,’
'What? When?'
'When I was in a break,'
‘Are you serious? Well good. How did he taste? Was he better than me?’ I started shouting.
‘I don’t know, it didn’t mean anything. I love you,’ she started weeping.
‘Stop this loving crap. When I kissed her, I was drunk. You weren’t. You bloody whore, get lost’ I shouted banging the door.
Now it was my turn .I didn’t receive her phone calls, didn’t reply to her messages, I ignored her. She sent me probably more than a 100 messages, but I replied to none. I was burning inside. Why did she do this to me? Was she bored of me? Why Nidhi why? I kept sobbing whole night. Somehow I slept that night.
Next morning I woke up and suddenly started missing her. I called Riya and narrated everything.
‘You should accept it; even you did that mistake. Grow up Sameer,’ she said
I nodded and dialed Nidhi’s number.
‘Nidhi, I can’t live without you, I am sorry. Forgive me and come back,’ I broke into tears.
‘You know what Sam, I don’t deserve you,’ she said softly.
‘What are you saying? Just look at you and look at me. You are out of my league, still you love me,’ I said, a little confused.
‘No Sam, it’s not that. Actually it wasn’t just a kiss. Me and Karan, we crossed the line,’ she started crying.
‘Fuck, I knew it. You are just a slut. Nidhi, it’s over, I am breaking up,’
‘Sam please, I love you. I can’t live without you,’ she cried
‘Bye. Take care and don’t call me back,’ and I disconnected.
I called Riya and explained everything to her. ‘Can we meet?’ I asked her.
‘Why are you doing this with her?’ Riya asked me when we met.
‘She fucking slept with someone else. She is doing everything, I just broke up,’
‘So what? Put down your male ego,’ she shouted ‘and go back to her,’
‘She was fucked by someone else when she was committed to me,’
So what? You were ready to fuck me when you were committed to her,’ she answered back.
‘Ya but I didn’t,’
‘But you wanted to. If I would have allowed, you have fucked me,’ she said quiet confidently.
‘Whatever, ‘I shrugged and walked away from there.
P.S-this story has a 2nd part http://suman32blog.blogspot.com/2011/01/breaking-uppart-2.htmly.
this story is inspired by the great Durjoy Datta.
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