The Bet!!!

Before I start the story..let me clear it out that it is entirely fictional and there is no resemblance with real life.Yes this is my story..but not because its related to my life, but only because I wrote it. Now here I start..

The environment was totally thrilled. Loud music playing all over the ground, girls dancing all around us and performers rocking the center stage, it was total party time.It's the Great TTIS Carnival 2009.
'Okay,  now its time for the fashion parade,' the host announced as the bunch of people on the ground hooted.
Lights went off and with the DJ playing the best music collection, one by one hot girls came down the floor to showcase their fashion sense.
The guys were least bothered about their dresses, what all mattered was their assets.
'Man she is hot, i give her 10 out of 10,' Ashish whispered in my ears, pointing to a fair girl who took the stage.
'Agreed, it would be nice to put  her on bed,' I said as we did a hi-five.
'You think you can?' he asked in a sarcastic tone.
'You bet?' it was a matter of ego for me.
'I put 1000bucks, if you can take her to bed in the next one year, i give you 1000 bucks,'
'And if i cant?' i asked.
'Then it will be just the opposite,'he said as he laughed.
I nodded my head and went forward to the girls who were jumping in the front row.
'Hey girl, can you tell me the name of the pretty woman who just left the stage??,' i asked one of them.
'That's Zoya Parveen of G.D Birla, my friend, why?' the girl replied.
'Okay, she is gonna win,' i winked and left.

Next day the moment i left the bed, the first thing i did was checking out Facebook. Zoya Parveen, that's the name i had to search, and fortunately i found her. Then i went to the 'Send Request' button and clicked.
Two days passed and then i saw that my request has been accepted. luckily i found her online too.
i started off a chat..
Me: Hi...
Zoya: Helloww...
Me: In the TTIS carnival fashion parade u were looking damn hawt...
Zoya: Oh really?? You saw me?? Thanks..by the way from ur dps i can guess u look hawt too...
Me: Haha..but not as hawt as u...
Zoya: Thats flattering..m impressed..
Me: May be i just wanted to impress u only...
Zoya: Aww..so sweet..muuahh..Newaz i hav 2 go..catch ya latr...
Me: Ohk..cya soon...bubyee! <3 <3 <3
Zoya: Haha..! <3 <3 <3
Me: :))
Zoya: :))
That was our 1st chat..then we exchanged numbers, met, hanged out, went for lunch and three months later she seemed to be my world.
'Dude, i think i am in love,' i said Ashish as we met
'What? Really? who's the lucky girl?' Ashish asked patting on my back.
'Remember Zoya Parveen??'

Don't say me you have fallen for her, you were on a mission right?' Ashish said .

'Bunk it, i am no more in this bet, i love her. and i know she loves me too,' i said as i stood up and went away.

Two days passed. i was going to meet Zoya after a month and it was the day of Eid. She dressed herself in a silk translucent sari, with not much make up. God, i couldn't move my eyes away from her.

'Hi, you are looking gorgeous,' i said her.

'Thank you, even you are looking hot,' she said and giggled.

'Zoya, i think i am in love,' i said her avoiding eye contact.

'Really? tell me the name please,' she sounded excited.

'Her name is Zoya Parveen, and she is standing right in front of me,' i said closing my eyes.

'Is it so? you really love me,' she said softly.

'I do, i really do. I love you more than anything in this world,' i opened my eyes slowly and looked at her.

Tears were rolling down her eyes. her eyes were closed. i sighed and turned back. She hold my hand and and pulled me towards her. Then she softly said me 'Yo have no idea how long i waited to hear this from you,'

I opened my eyes. Happiness was bursting in my heart. 

'I love you too, ' she said me and we kissed.

Two more months passed. We were happily in love with each other. With each and every passing day i fell in love with her more and more. 

Then came March. It was her birthday. My parents were out of station and she came to my house on her birthday. I ordered a big cake for her. We cut the cake together and then started throwing them at each other. The fun brought out the passion inside us and we ended up kissing. The kiss changed into shedding off clothes which ultimately ended in both of us making love.

After twenty minutes of immense loss of energy we lied naked in the bed.

'Sam, you will never cheat on me na?' she asked. I could feel a vibration in her voice.

'I wont Zoya,' i said as i pulled her towards me tightly.

'Remember one thing Sam, the day you cheat on me will be the last day of my life,' she said as tears rolled down her eyes.

I kissed her forehead and said 'Love you baby,'.

Next day Zoya decided to give a birthday party. Only I and Ashish were among the invitees.

'So how is things going between you people?' Ashish asked her.

'Umm...he is the best guy i could have got,'

'Cool...have you people kissed?  he asked in a funny way.

'Last night we did everything,' Zoya said and kissed on my cheeks.

'Wow, really Sameer?' Ashish looked at me.

I nodded.

He took out a 1000 rupee note from his wallet and put it on the table, 'Here you go man, you win the bet,'

'Bet?what bet?' Zoya was puzzled.

'Nothing, ignore it,' i said as i signaled Ashish to drop the topic.

But that bastard had other plans. He stood up and turned to Zoya, 'Well five months ago when we first saw you, we put a bet. Sameer had to take you to bed to win this 1000 rupees. And guess what? He won,' he said and broke into laughter.

Zoya's happiness was gone. A dark shade fell on her face. She looked at me with wet eyes. then she got up and walked out of the restaurant.

I ran behind her and hold her hand, 'Zoya listen to me,'

'Just go Sameer. I trusted you. I loved you more than myself. And you played with me. You never loved me. All you wanted is to sleep with me. Get lost. I hate you,' she kicked me hard and ran away.

I went home and tried to contact her a lot, but she didn't pick up the phone. She didn't even reply to my messages.

I cried and cried. Yes I started talking with her because of the bet but then as I interacteed more with her i actually fell in love with her. I loved her more than anything in this world.

I was crying like hell. I don't know when i slept that night.

Next morning when i woke up i checked my cell. it showed one new message from Zoya. I opened it.

You cheated me..time to keep my promise...bye Sam..

My hands trembled as I moved my eyes through the message I read it again and again. I pinched myself and begged that i am dreaming. But i wasn't. It was reality. I called Zoya. An old lady picked up the phone.

'Aunty, Zoya's home?' I asked.

The lady started crying 'She hung herself. My child left me,' 

Tthe phone fell down from my hand. I lost my senses. I ran out of my house and went to Zoya's house. It was crowded by her neighbors. The police was yet to come. Her body was lying on the balcony covered by a white cloth. I was shocked to see that. Tears in my eyes dried up. I ran up towards her room. There under the pillow i found a letter.

Sam, i have always loved you and i cant think about anyone else in my life. I expected you to love me too. But the one whom i loved more than my own self betrayed me. I was hurt Sam. I lost my motive to live. You were the reason I lived for. But You only betrayed me.. I love you Sam and i'll always do. Remember Sam i said you that the day you betray me will be the last day of my life?

You betrayed me Sam...and its time for me to keep my promise. Good bye Sam, hope to meet you in heaven.

Love You,

Zoya  <3 <3

I read that again and again. She left me. I went out of her house and returned home. I still cant believe she left me. Even years later i believe Zoya is with me, every time, everywhere through her last letter. I am not so courageous that i can kill myself so i am just waiting for the day when i'll go to heaven and meet Zoya.. that's the motive of my life now!

          

My first poem! :)

This is my first poem. I have tried to write poems many times before, but all in vain. This time, I knew I could write it because it’s about her. I don’t know the poem has been good or not, but as because it’s about her, I thought of sharing it.

Your eyes made me feel for you,

They are full of blossom,

I don’t know why I love you,

You are just so awesome.

Your soft voice and lovely smile,

Are enough to make my heart go heavy,

Whenever you turn away,

I feel like saying, ‘Don’t go baby,’

Even a few months ago,

Things didn’t go this far,

But now, I wish you loved me too,

Every time I see a falling star.

Yes, you are the woman, who changed me,

Taught me how to live,

Before I met you, I was a spoiled boy,

But now that’s hard to believe.

I have got everything I wanted,

You are the only exception,

But I already take you as my beloved,

Though, it’s from my perception.

I know I am dreaming a lot,

Because chances are less,

But I won’t give up till I die,

I want to win this race.

Trust me, no one can love you like me,

Because I love you the most,

And I’ll keep on loving you,

Even after, I become a ghost.

I don’t know why it happens,

But even when I stare at the wall,

Only one face fills up my eyes,

It’s you Puja Agarwal.

Dedicated to the girl whom I have truly loved. Hope she’ll understand one day.
                                                                                           -Suman Naskar

Saunak to the Rescue!! :P

‘Two days, two days we have been fighting over the venue. Cant you fix a good venue??’ I shouted at Soham over the phone.
‘Am saying na, lets go to Hiland park,’ he said.
‘Aditya won’t go, he doesn’t like that place,’
‘But i wanna go there. Please please,’ Soham pleaded over the phone.
‘I don’t know, ask Megha,’ I said him. Now Megha is my sister and one of the few girls in our group. Soham sighed and I disconnected the phone. Ten minutes later I got a text from Ayush that we are going to South City. What the fuck! Not again. I called Meghna and said I am not going
‘But why?’ Megha said.
‘I’ve been there many times, I don’t wanna go again.’
‘Me too but we can’t help. It’s Soham, Ayush and Sid’s idea. I feel like crying,’ she said on phone.
I disconnected the phone again. Then I thought of an idea. I texted everyone and said to come online on facebook. Ayush, Aditya, Sid, Soham, Megha came online and we were having a group chat. And then I threw the plan of Aqua Java. Aqua Java café Istanbul is a premium hookah parlor.
‘Okay guys, meet tomorrow then we’ll decide. Aqua java will be a good option,’ I said all of them.
‘I won’t smoke hookah,’ Megha made it clear.
‘You’ll have coffee then,’
‘Okay,’ she said quite satisfied.
‘How much money will we have to bring?’ Soham asked.
‘Rs 100 per head will do,’ I said quite confidently.
Next day we all met in front of the bus stand. We were waiting for Soham and Sid as we saw an auto stopping in front of us. Saunak came out from the auto. Now Saunak is a friend of mine. We stay in the same locality. But Aditya doesn’t like Saunak much due to his over smartness, as explained by Aditya himself.
‘What’s he doing here?’ I whispered to Megha.
‘Is he going with us?’ Megha turned to Ayush.
All of us shrugged.
‘Hey buddies,’ Saunak waved at us.
‘Hey bro, you coming with us?’ I asked him.
‘Ya, you don’t know?’
Everyone looked at each other blankly and then Megha said ‘none of us knew,’
Then we all got up in the bus and went to Tollygunge metro station. From there we went to Rabindra Sadan where Aditya was waiting for us. We met there and greeted each other.
‘Hello Aditya,’ Saunak said him and smiled.
Aditya gave me a look of disgust. I shrugged and walked ahead.
From there we had a fifteen minutes walk to Rowdon Street clicking pictures and gazing at HHI planning to come Underground the next time.
Then we reached our destination.  The signboard showed Aqua Java Café Istanbul flashed in front. We went in and took our place. We took two hookahs, Kolkata Pan and Orange combo and Mint and Grape combo along with Mushroom sandwich and Ice Brista. Two hours of fun and then the disaster happened. Something which none of us will forget in life. Sid got up and the pipe stuck his leg resulting in one jar falling down splitting the water all over the sofa and the coal falling on mine and Soham’s lap.
It was still fine, but then God wanted something worst to happen, and it happened. The waiter came and said we will have to pay Rs 1000 as a fine because the jar has been broken. Wow, this is what I call embarrassment.
Megha said them ‘We don’t have money,’
‘Sorry sir, at least u’ll have pay 500, ‘the waiter said.
‘Okay give the bill,’ I said.
They gave as a slip and I checked it. My eyes were wide open.
‘How much?’ Soham asked.
‘One one five one,’ I stammered.
‘What?’ everyone shouted in unison.
I gave the bill to Ayush and said ‘Check it yourself,’
‘What the hell?’ Megha shouted, ‘I told you people to see that it doesn’t fall down. I warned you people,’
‘Don’t blame me, I was talking with Aditya,’ I shouted back.
‘Don’t create a scene guys, stop. Think about the money,’ Sid whispered.
‘How much do we have?’ I said giving my 100rs note.
Ayush, Soham and Megha took out 100 bucks each, Sid gave 150 bucks and Saunak gave 50bucks.
Saunak took the money and gave it to the waiter.
‘What about the rest?’ the waiter asked.
‘We don’t have more money,’ I said.
‘Then one of you go and bring it from somewhere,’ the waiter said and went.
All of us looked at each other searching for ideas. Complete silence among us.
‘Fuck it won’t work, ‘Aditya said, ‘do 1 thing, we don’t have money. Let’s surrender or tell them to take our watches,’
‘Can I give my watch?? Its costs 2.5k,’ I said the waiter.
‘It won’t work. U’ll have to pay in cash,’
‘Then can we pay tomorrow?’ Soham said softly.
‘Sorry sir, pay the rest of the amount now and please do it fast,’
I turned back. Saunak was not there.
‘Where is Saunak?’ I said Sid.
‘Wait I’ll see, u people manage the situation here,’
Me, Soham and Ayush tried the best but couldn’t persuade the waiter.
Fifteen minutes later Saunak and Sid returned with 600bucks.
‘Where from you got the money?’ I asked.
‘I had kept it for emergency,’ Saunak said counting the notes.
‘Then why the fuck you didn’t give it before?’ Megha said.
‘Fuck? If I didn’t have this money just think what would have happened?’ Saunak said Megha.
All kept quiet.
We counted the money and paid it to the waiter.
‘Here you go,’ I said as I and Saunak went to pay the bill.
The waiter accepted with a grin.
Then we went out and thanked Saunak. God knows what would have happened if he was not there. And as usual when we reached home everyone’s facebook status thanked Saunak, even from people who couldn’t tolerate him were bound to thank him.

Forgive Me!!!

Just two nights and then the mighty EVE exam, and I was still stuck with introduction.
‘Fuck, Fuck, Fuck,’ I said to myself.
 Then my cell phone beeped and I closed my book. At least I have a reason to close my book now, I thought.
It was a message from Shilpa Rajgaria, a friend of mine.
   Let me introduce you all to her. Eight months ago I wasn’t so accustomed to Facebook. I logged into my Orkut account and kept on adding unknown girls. One such girl was Shilpa. Now, in these eight months we became really close friends. We hanged around together at least thrice a week. Be it walking on the pavements or smoking hookah in Aqua Java, partying without her was insensible to me. In these eight months I also met and bonded well with Shilpa’s boyfriend Karan.
Karan and I used to booze late night (till 31st Jan after which I decided not to booze). Shilpa and Karan became among my best of friends in all these eight months.

Back to present now, I checked the message from Shilpa.
Hey…Wassup??
I replied…
Me: Studying…I mean trying to study… actually I am thinking about her…
Shilpa: Y don’t you frgt her?? She is not the gal for you, she doesn’t deserve you…
Move on…think abt the othr gals…u’ll get lot better gals than her…
Me: For example??

Then the reply she gave left me shocked…
Think about me…I am also good looking, sexy and i understand u well…we can be a gr8 couple…

For a moment I thought she was joking…so I decided to continue with this…
What abt Karan? Will you be able to live without him?
Shilpa: Obviously…I don’t love him…I hav always loved u…I can frgt him but not u…
Me: Hold on a minute…r u serious??
Shilpa: Yes…you have any doubt abt it?
Me: Sorry Shilpa but this can’t happen… I love Nidhi and I can’t think about anyone else…bye…guess i hav to study now…hav exams.
I threw the phone on the bed, still shocked and stuck. Tears started rolling down form my eyes. I opened my EVE book again.
‘I love Nidhi and only Nidhi, no one else,’ I kept on saying in my mind.
Then my phone beeped again. This time it was a call. It was from Shilpa.
‘Hello,’ I said softly.
‘Sam, I really love you,’ Shilpa said. She was crying.
‘Shilpa please, try to understand,’
‘Why can’t you love me? Tell me, you only said once I am one of the most gorgeous gals you have met, then why can’t you love me?’ she shouted on the phone.
‘Shilpa, love isn’t about just looking good. Yes, you are still one of the most gorgeous gals I’ve met, but that doesn’t men I love you. I already love someone else,’
‘Please Sam,’ she kept on crying.
‘This won’t work Shilpa. If I would have been single, the story would have been different. But now, I already love her, I can’t give her place to any other gal in this world,’ I tried to make her understand.
‘But she will never love you, I will,’
‘Never say never, she’ll love me, she will,’ I said as my voice became heavy.
She disconnected the phone. I didn’t call back. Next morning I got a call form Karan.
‘Hey bro, can you meet me in Newalipur?’
‘Ya sure, in half an hour,’ I said as I went to meet him.
He was waiting in the triangular park. As soon as he saw me he ran towards me and punched on my chest.
I fell on the ground.
‘What’s this?’ I said groaning with pain.
‘This is for wooing my girlfriend,’ he said and kicked me.
This time I had to hit back. I caught his leg, pulled him down and punched on his face. Blood came out from his nose. Within minutes, we were engaged in fighting, not one of those shown on bollywood films, but the way dogs fight, kicking and punching each other.
Ten minutes later, we were exhausted and the people on stroll there pulled us apart.
‘Fuck you asshole,’ he shouted.
‘Mind your language Karan,’ I shouted back.
‘I won’t! Do whatever you want, you are a bastard, and your Nidhi is a bitch,’ he shouted.
The mention of Nidhi’s name as a bitch aroused my temper. I went forward and kicked on his abdomen.
‘How dare you call her a bitch? Next time if I see your face, I swear on her, I’ll smack it,’ I said holding his collar.
‘Even I don’t wish to see your face again,’ he said and spit on the ground. I went away from there, and then deleted his name from my contacts. i'll never contact him again, I swore.
While returning home I got a call from Shilpa, She said ‘Sam, I broke up with Karan,’
‘Good. What can I do about it?’ I said sternly. I was still fuming inside. How dare that son of a pig call Nidhi a bitch? If murder wouldn’t have been a crime; I would have murdered that bloody fucking Karan.
‘Sam, one last time I am asking. Can you never love me?’ she asked softly.
‘Its not only you, I can never love anyone else. I just love her too much,’
‘Okay Sam, hope you’ll keep her happy. She is lucky, congratulate her on my behalf. She has got a great lover. Don’t worry; she’ll understand your love. Gals generally take time but when they start loving, they just love with whole heart. She’ll be yours. May God bless you two. Bye Sam, bye forever,’ She said and disconnected the phone.
After reaching home, when I called her back, it was not reachable. Till today, it’s not reachable. She doesn’t have a Facebook account, and doesn’t come online in Orkut since October. I guess, I lost complete contact with her.
I am sorry for hurting you Shilpa, till now you are one of the most gorgeous gals I’ve met, but I love Nidhi, and will always love her, even after I die. If possible, forgive me.

My Last Date With Alaya!!!!

 After I wrote the story Making Out( http://suman32blog.blogspot.com/2011/01/making-out.html ), people have been asking me about Alaya. Everyone is asking why I broke up with her?
I have always said something or the other to end this topic, because I’ve never wanted the world to know about this. But today, I think it’s time I should tell the truth. It wasn’t a break up; it’s just that she dumped me. When? How? Well, read it yourself…

 I still remember that day. It was 18th May and a lot of time was left for the board results to be out. So it was probably enjoyment time…isn’t it? I guess NO…….
 For twenty minutes we were sitting opposite each other without speaking a single word. She was busy with her cell phone and I was just turning the pages of the menu card and counting the number of people present in the restaurant.
‘Sir, your order please,’ the waiter came and asked.
I turned towards Alaya. She was still busy with her cell phone. I turned to the waiter and said ‘Come after five minutes please,’
‘But sir, this is the third time I am coming,’ he said.
‘Oh sorry, wait a minute,’ I said him as I turned to Alaya ‘What will you have?’
‘Anything will do,’ she answered, her eyes still fixed on her cell phone. Her voice was stern.
’Anything will do,’ I turned towards the waiter
He gave me a bewildered look.
‘Okay get one cheese burst onion pizza and two Pao Bhajis,’ I ordered without checking the menu card. Actually we weren’t new in SSB. I came here before probably fifty times with Alaya and the waiter knew us very well.
‘Sure sir,’ he smiled as he noted the order.
‘And divide the pizza into two plates,’ Alaya added. I looked at her surprisingly.
‘But ma’am, you divide it yourself every time,’
‘Do what you are said to,’ she said sternly as the waiter went away with a nod.
‘What’s wrong Alaya?’ I couldn’t bear all this anymore and asked her.
‘What if I ask you the same thing? What’s wrong? Why are you doing this to me?’ she spoke back.
‘Huh?’ I was taken aback.
‘I am sorry to say this Sameer, but after what happened last Tuesday I’ve started doubting you,’

 I am sure you people have no idea which Tuesday she was talking about. Well let me tell you, it was Tanu’s birthday. I was a little drunk and I took Meghna to Tanu’s backyard garden and kissed her. Yes, the same Meghna who had a crush on me. Unfortunately Alaya came to know about it from somewhere, but she didn’t say me anything because I accepted my guilt.
‘Please; I said I am sorry. Moreover you know I don’t have any interest in Meghna,’ I said putting my hand on her.
She pulled back her hand, ‘and what about last Thursday?’

Actually last Thursday’s story was a little different. We were on for a get-together at Domino’s. Alaya went to the washroom when a friend of mine asked me ‘What’s wrong dude? You have spent fifteen months with her…now get a new one,’
‘Yeah I’ll, quite soon,’ I answered as we shared a laugh. But then I turned back to find out that Alaya was standing behind me with wet eyes.
Fuck, still whenever that moment comes in my mind I feel liking slapping me.
‘Alaya I just said that because my friends were making fun of me. Please forgive me,’
‘I am ready to do that but you say me how?’ her voice was getting heavy.
I stayed silent.
‘Okay tell me one thing. Do you love me?’ she asked me.
‘Irrelevant. Obviously I love you,’
She raised her eyebrows. Her eyes made me feel weak.
I lowered my head and pushed myself back to the chair. ‘No,’ I sighed.
‘I knew it,’ she smiled.
‘But honestly Alaya, I’ve never liked anyone the way I like you. You are the closest person to me,’ I tried to manage the situation someway.
‘Sameer, love and like are two completely different things,’ she said as she stood up. I paid the bill and we went out to an empty lane just opposite of SSB.
‘So? Can’t we start from scratch?’ I looked into her eyes.
‘I guess no,’ she turned away ‘I have failed to make you love me in all this fifteen months, I guess I don’t deserve you,’ her voice was getting really heavy and I could feel her choking.
‘No Alaya, I don’t deserve you. You look a lot better than the girls of my league; you loved me like anything but I couldn’t give back the love you deserve. Please give me one more chance,’ emotions getting the better of me slowly and slowly.
‘That’s it Sameer. It’s not possible, please forgive me,’ she rubbed her eyes once ‘I am quite young so I guess I’ll get enough time to forget you, and I need that time,’
‘I am sorry Alaya,’ I closed my eyes.
‘What for Sameer?’
‘I shouldn’t have slept with you,’ I avoided eye contact.
‘Don’t be sorry. I am thankful to you that you slept with me. That one hour was the best one hour of my life,’ she smiled
I didn’t say anything.
‘Will you make me a promise?’ she asked me.
I nodded.
‘You write well, will you write a story about the best one hour of my life?’
‘I promise,’ I said holding her hand.
‘And one more thing, please don’t keep any contact with me. Do you promise?’
I nodded
‘Bye Sameer,’ she said and kissed me. I hugged her tightly.
‘I’ll miss you Alaya,’
‘Stop talking. Let me taste shit for the last time,’ she slapped me hard.
I didn’t answer back fearing another slap.
It was a long two minute kiss.
‘I’ll miss you too,’ she said as I saw tears rolling down her eyes.
I hugged her again.
Then she covered her face and ran away weeping. I wanted to stop her and console her. But something stopped me from inside. I let her go away. I thought this will make her feel ditched, hurt, stabbed but this way she’ll forget me. And I didn’t want to hurt her anymore. Instead I went to my contact list and typed A-L-A-Y-A, went to the delete option and pressed it. ‘Bye Alaya,’ I whispered to myself. Then I started walking the other way. Drops of tears fell from my eyes…

Just Chatting!!

As you guys know, I am totally addicted to facebook. All day I keep on making new friends, and as usual a few days back, I added one more friend, Kesha Chakraborty. At first she was just an idle name in the fiend list, then I stated liking her status, she stated commenting on mine, and we became fiends…. And trust me; in facebook even a mere conversation is enough for me to befriend someone.

So one fine day were as usual talking, better say quarreling about rubbish things when she said me to check her status.
I did what she said.

It showed
Having a gr8 relief 1ce agn… da Bitch s bck… x)
I commented on it – You are the biggest bitch.

She didn’t comment back. Instead she sent something in my chat box. I checked it.
Kesha-You won’t understand, I can’t tolerate. Finally he said he wants to be my ‘Just Friend’
          Ha Ha…after so much drama, just friend? Disgusting
Me- Give it a damn. Btw is it Debapriyo?
Kesha- No no…I accepted Debapriyo because he persuaded a lot…
Me- That’s not good, loving someone else and committed with someone else??
Kesha- If a boy can do this to me then why can’t I Sameer?
            I hate male sex…
Me- If I follow your logic, then after what happened to me I should hate female sex, but I don’t because I believe exceptions are always there!!!
Kesha- You should hate female sex unless you find that real girl who comes and breaks it…
Me- I have found my real girl, though she is yet to find me…
Kesha- You’ll be hurt again this way…
Me- Doesn’t matter to me, I am used to it. Six months ago I was so happy, money, girls, party, masti…total life. But since then things have changed drastically…
Kesha- Now you tell me, which life was better?
            Wasting time behind her or having fun with money and girls?
           Who’s the loser?
Me- But whenever I go around with other girls, I feel guilty…I love her so much…
Kesha- You love her?
Me- Madly…
Kesha- Does she love you?
Me- I don’t know…She say’s she wants to stay single…I guess she doesn’t…
Kesha- She doesn’t, trust me…we give this answer to avoid men…
Me- I know she doesn’t
       But my question is ‘WHY?’
       What’s the bloody fucking problem with me?
Kesha- She may love someone else the same way you love her…
            Why do you men have the habit of thinking things about yourself only?
           She has her own reasons to leave you…
Me- She doesn’t love anyone, she said me…
       Just because I am a Bengali and she is a Marwadi…she can’t get committed…
Kesha- Awesome reason, she doesn’t live in dreams like you; she knows she can’t marry you… so why will she keep the relationship? Just to have sex? People will laugh at you, forget her. Move ahead, the other girls are waiting…
Me- I never said I won’t marry her…
Kesha- Trust me, but no none will accept it, neither your parents, nor her parents, anyway you can’t force her!
Me-Tell me one thing…can you ever forget him? Be honest…
Kesha- I have to, because he doesn’t love me…see, I definitely can’t forget him but I can’t stop living life for him…
Me- You’ll waste your life…
Kesha- He has wasted my life, now I’ll do the same with every guy…
            And I believe one day he’ll come back…
Me- That’s what keeps me going…
Kesha- Let us go to Haridwar and meditate may be they will return…listening our prayers! :-)
Me- I’ve a better option. Let’s get famous, and once we get famous they’ll be back…
Kesha- Hey, that’s a good idea, but how?
Me- That’s why I am writing blog!
Kesha- Good next time, take me with you too!!

It ended there. It ended on a sweet and humorous note, but contained some serious things to think about.
How can some one hate the opposite sex so much?
How can I love her so much?
Was Kesha right?
Am I really being a loser?
Is she taking the right decision by getting committed to someone she doesn’t love?
 Yes, I need to find the answers to these questions, but I don’t know how! Probably Kesha was right, I mean at least she is a lot matured than I thought, but then it’s just impossible for me to go around with some other girl. I am in a mess and only one girl can pull me out, please Nidhi please!!

That's It

I was turning the pages of my eco book. I was supposed to study about mobility of factors, after all just two weeks left for the boards. Somehow it was not working because my mind was stuck somewhere else. Yes, I was thinking about her, yet again.
‘Urghh, concentrate Suman!’ I scolded myself.
It didn’t work. I checked my cell phone. Then I decided to send her a message.
You can’t imagine Suman without?
Reply...i am waiting!!
Two minutes and came a reply…I can’t imagine you without your friends and so called attitude!
And after that I started a conversation….
Me: Me and attitude? Ha Ha Ha…Joke of the day:-D
She: No, you have a lot of attitude and ego, which has always let you down…
Me: Ya I know, I have attitude but I am working to put it down…
She: Thank God, you accepted it…
Me: Will accept anything you say, I don’t like rejecting others like you…
She: Oh…is it? :-0 hmm…I see!
Me: Btw do I have even 1% chance? I mean…is it like I am BOOM or I can try again?
She: Hey, please you are embarrassing me…btw I saw your photo with Vishaka…I really liked it…you were looking good…
Me: Thank you but answer me first…yes or no? This is the last time I am asking…
She: I want to stay single for now, can’t we stay friends?
Me: That’s it! From now on, you go your way, I’ll go mine…I know this way I’ll destroy my life, but if I stay with you, I’ll destroy your life as well! And I don’t want that…Bye
She: You know what? You are a good human being…and a nice guy, please keep contact…!
Me: Useless, I am deleting you from my contact list…but anytime in life you feel you love me too, just let me know…I’ll be there for you, doesn’t matter whether you are 20 or 70…I’ll wait!
She: Okay, if that gives you happiness, then do it…delete me from your contacts…I’ll miss you! :-(
  
     My hands reached my cell. But it was trembling. I felt a choke in my throat. Within moments, even before I could realize, puddles of tears surfaced from my eyes. I couldn’t see anything. Damn, I cried after five years, for a girl. I couldn’t believe it. I never knew I loved her so much. I rubbed my tears and replied to her…

Bye…I love you, and I’ll always do! Take care, I am already in tears, please don’t reply

Five minutes passed…no reply came! I decided to send her one more message…
This is my last good night wish, happy birthday in advance, take care…and one request to you, please think about it once more after the exams…good night, bye!
Her birthday is 25th march…I’ll never forget it.

Within minutes her reply came…

Happy birthday to you too in advance (23rd April)…I’ll always remember you…please mujhe ek bura sapna samajh ke bhuljana…

And then for the first time I said a wise line…something which even I never knew I could say…I replied her…

Pyaar koi bura sapna nahi hota…I don’t want to start again…please…bye
She: Bye, good night…I am sorry.
Me: Don’t be…and please remember my request!
She: Sure…
I didn’t reply back…I don’t know why I did this…it was never in my plan...I wanted to make the friendship stronger with her, and try again after a few days. But, I did something different; I broke the friendship with her.

She was right, true love doesn’t have a strategy or a game plan, I realized it. I don’t know whether I did right or wrong….but I did it, though i'll never give up!!