Saturday, July 23, 2011

Revenge

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He came running from office as soon as he heard voice of his wife's frantic voice on his mobile. Chintu was missing and no where to be found.

"What Happened? Where is Chintu?" He asked his wife as soon as he saw her ...

but she just shook her head in negative all the while crying

"Why did you beat him so much?" She asked him

"Because I don't want him to become a thief in future, that's why. You know how much I love him right?" He looked towards her with pleading eyes

"I know, you love him but he is only a child. He doesn't understand all these things." She said

"Tell me what could I have done when he stole all those chocolates from store, its not like that I denied him anything." He started crying too

"Don't worry, we will find Chintu. He must have gone to his friend's home in anger that's all. Now you stop crying, you don't look at all good while crying." She tried to comfort him

"He knows, how much we love him, I also tried to explain to Chintu that you only beat him because you love him so much." She said trying to be strong for both of them

suddenly she saw a paper stuck below her pillow on the bed and grabbed it as fast as she could.

"What's that?" he asked her

"Its a letter from Chintu." She said

"Read quickly" He said

But she had already finished reading the letter and fainted as soon as she read it. He supported her to the bed and then picked the letter from the floor and started reading it .. what he read changed his life....

"Papa Mummy,
                      You have never understood me. Never let me enjoy like my friends. You never provided me with Good clothes like my friends. Never gave me pocket money like my friends. Mummy said that you hit me because you love me and that she also loves me. But I am angry with you both, and after thinking very hard for a long time,  I know the perfect revenge. I killed myself. Now love me, now beat me, now show me your love. oops you can't because I am no longer your son now I am dead boy who completed his revenge. Someone said correctly when he said that revenge is a dish best served cold, cold as my dead body.


Bye Bye"
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Sunday, June 12, 2011

The Other Day

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This the story where I tell you the events which happened the other day... when..

She broke my Heart...

Was ours a love story .. Nah Yaar .. I am no longer a hopeless romantic ..

So what was our story? yeah what was our story?

We were introduced by our families .. Yes shocker... Arranged Marriage ..

What else can I do when I don't have time and skills to find someone ...

So there we were .. sitting and talking .. and taking shy glances at each other ..

After a small talk I said yes .. she said yes .. Yay .. we were to get married ..



After a Week ...


I called her .. talked to her .. told her something more about me .. asked more about her .. I was happy .
she sounded happy ..

She asked about my past .. I asked about her past .. there no one anywhere .. so far so good..

We talked whatever time we got .. talking about future .. telling each other .. sweet nothings..

She was giving her final exams in some other city and I was planning to give her a surprise by visiting her after her exams..

I used to wish her Good Luck before every exam .. So Far So Good..

Then I got the call ..

"Hi is it Vikrant?" he asked.

"Yes .. who is it?" I said .

"Its Vishakha's Boy Friend." he said .. and continued..

"Please call her father and tell him that you longer want to marry her. You need to understand that we are together for 10 years now and I would like nothing more than to be with her." He finished

"Well, I would like to talk to Vishakha first and based on her thoughts I will give you my answer. Bye for now" I said keeping my composure.. and disconnected the call

I next thing I did was to call her and informing about what happened .

"Yes, I want to talk to you about that. Do you want me to come there tomorrow?" She said.

"No you stay there and complete your exams .. with full concentration and I will meet you there once your exams are over" I said ..

once her exams were over I went over to Delhi to meet her ..

"What do you want?" I asked her

"Nothing, sorry for not telling you about him but there is nothing else between us now." She said

"OK if you have no problem then I have no problem as well." saying I was happy would be an understatement

Then everything was going well .. we talked to each other and to each other's families

The date for marriage was coming closer .. then we got another call this time from Vishakha's mom .. to tell us that .. Vishakha is now saying no to marriage ..

and that was it .. It was her decision to say yes it was her decision to say no ..

then I got a call from her saying that she did not say no and in fact she would only marry me .. my crumbling castle was strong once again..

after that we started talking more regularly ..

but there was still something strange about everything .. Vishakha's parents didn't seem like preparing or interested in the marriage .. and my family was getting restless but I always said that may be they are busy or there's some other explanation

I was again happy .. but I didn't know that my happiness and my heart were brought together again so that they can be broken again.. nay shattered again.

Again a call came .. again the same thing and Vishakha's again saying no to the marriage ..

but this time phone was picked by my mom and she was furious and crying at the same time and me ..

I was just silent .. thinking what to do .. but it was her wish so be it .. so be it

We wanted to make something out of our relation but that wasn't to be .. I wanted to be happy with someone but rather  I had my heart broken and stomped up on ..

But what are we if not optimistic ..

I am sure someone is still out there .. made for me .. if not ..

Nah .. that's not possible .. I praying pray with me .. so that I can find that someone special who is made for me .. come with me and join hands .. and Pray ..

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Saturday, May 7, 2011

Looking through the Frosty Glass

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I woke up to find that it was raining..

The scene was really romantic and my glass window had frost on it with few drops of rain.

although this scene was very nice and not to be missed, it made me remember an old incident which happened in exactly the same weather.

It was 10 years ago... It was raining that day as well ...

I was sitting with my family watching nature's magic falling from sky and providing lifeline to the Earth and its creatures.

Suddenly the Perfect scene turned horrific..

There was an old lady walking in the rain under her umbrella and suddenly a Red car came in full speed and Hit her and then ran away .. due to the frosty window I couldn't figure anything else about the car apart from its color.

Everybody from all the surrounding houses ran outside to see if the lady was OK or not .. unfortunately she wasn't, and just like that, a Perfect moment was ruined by someone so careless and rash that they didn't even notice a human being in their way on the Road ....

Although it wasn't my fault but I still feel partially responsible because I couldn't help police with identifying the vehicle..

Now......

Rain still makes me happy like every other living being .... but now I try to keep my window frost free ..

and even though it made for a perfect picture I picked the cleaning cloth and rubbed the frost away and the glass was clear again ..

I would repeat the process for the time period I would sit there making sure that at least responsible could be apprehended, If God forbid some incident like that ever happen in front of me.

And I just sat there enjoying the rain and wishing when would people learn to be more careful while driving about their own and other's lives.

I still love rain ... but with pain

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Saturday, March 5, 2011

Change

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He was trying to remember the promise he made to her.

nay he was trying to remember her.

He was searching frantically and sifting through his diaries as it was his habit to write his every thought there.

And there it was, a picture of her, His beautiful Wife who came everyday to meet him in his room..

He wondered why did he forget her, after all it wasn't like him .. he was a genius who remembered everything but not anymore.

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Then he saw the entry for that day when he made the promise to her.

She asked him to promise her that "He will never change." and he answered "I Won't".

But he was trying to remember what made him change.

Tears rolled down his cheeks as he could not remember at all.

He didn't want to change, He Promised not to change .. but he changed none the less.

After all Alzheimer slowly changes who you are till you are no longer yourself.



P.S. - I am writing after a long time so a small post this time may be make it bigger next time. Love to be back.



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Sunday, November 7, 2010

Celebrations

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Everybody was happy, Everybody was celebrating, Everybody was enjoying the Celebrations and me..?

I was sulking and mourning the loss of my love. Who was getting married to my best friend while on this day she should have been marrying me not him. What the Hell was I thinking?

What the Hell Indeed...

Let me tell you what happened that turned my celebrations into mourning.

*****************Two Years Back*************************

I saw Madhvi at my best friend Ankush's sister marriage and what a view that was. She was looking a million bucks and Ankush saw me looking at her and said hitting me in the ribs:

"What are you looking at huh?"

"Nothing I am just relaxing a bit, I am little tired with all the work." Came my reply

"Try to make a fool of someone who doesn't know you. I know every thought in your mind. Ha Ha"
Of course he knew me we were friends since 1st Class

Ankush continued "Her name is Madhvi and she is didi's friend's sister. Do you want her number or do you want me to talk to you about her?"

What else could I ask for more? I said "  No need to talk to her, just give me her number and also please introduce me to her. I owe you buddy."

"  Nah you don't owe me anything. What else friends are for?"   said my best friend

True to his word Ankush introduced me to Madhvi and we exchanged phone number promising to meet after the wedding to catch up.

***********************Two Year minus 2 Weeks Ago *********************

Well what do you know, seems like Madhvi forgot me, I haven't received her call till now and I didn't call her thinking its best to give her some time but no more .. the wait was killing me so I did what anyone else will do in such times, I dialed he no. and waited with baited breath..

"  Hello!!"   wow what a voice she had

"  Hello, Hi, Its Chetan"    I said trying to sound cool

"  Chetan, which one? I am sorry but I know three chetans and your voice doesn't seem familiar." Damn she already forgot me there was nothing gonna happen here for me

"Ahem, its Chetan, we met at Shruti didi's wedding. Do you remember?" And I was praying

"  Oh Chetan sorry yaar I wanted to call you but couldn't. I was very busy in my project but now I am free so if you are free as well then let's meet, don't forget to call Ankush as well I haven't met him as well since di's marriage."   she said


"  Okay no problem, Yes I am free this week-end I will call you with details later. Goodbye now ."   I said on the phone

"  Yahoooooooooooooo!!!"   I shouted after the phone was disconnected

Over the weekend we met and talked for over two hours. slowly the frequency of meetings increased then from friends meet it slowly turned into dates. I was flying on the seventh Sky, living the dream I didn't want to wake up from, I was enjoying every minute of my life with Madhvi in it.

*******************One Year Ago*************************

Today I was going to propose Madhvi for marriage. I wanted to do something unique for proposing her as all the ideas I thought for, were all which I saw in movies etc. then I thought of something which I didn't see in any movie. I also confirmed with Ankush about the idea if it was unique enough or not. Ankush also liked the idea very much. So as per plan I called Madhvi and called her for bowling which is usually went for.

"  Hi Chetan, how are you? Where's Ankush?"   Questions such lovely questions

"  I am fine. Ankush got busy with some meeting at work. How are you?"   I asked holding her hands.

"  I am also fine, so how did you know that I wanted to go bowling today?"   She asked

"  Because I know what do you think and also because you told me." I replied smiling

So we started bowling .. the game was going on greatly when I played my card. I handed Madhvi a ball to bowl, after she threw the ball she turned towards me with stunned silence. And held her hand to me where one finger was proudly wearing a ring.. you see, what I did was pretty clever. What I did was glued the ring around one of the holes on the bowl so as she finished the bowl the ring stayed on her finger.

 With her still looking at me and her hand continuously and hand still stretched towards me.

I took her hand and got on one knee and said "  Madhvi, you are the only one for me and I can not imagine my life without you. So please, please, please look into your heart and confirm that it also beats for me and say yes before you change your mind. Will you marry me?"

After 5 minutes of silence which seemed like 5 years to me... she said "   Yes, I will marry you."  hugging me and with that the entire bowling rink erupted in applause.

With the blessings of our parents we got engaged after 3 months and the marriage date was set after one year.

*************************Two Months Ago*******************************

Ankush was acting all strange since my engagement. Staying quiet all the time and staying out of parties and well he stopped almost everything which was remotely fun.

Whenever I tried to cajole him into telling me whatever was bugging him but he would just smile and shake his head off telling me that nothing was wrong and that he was just facing some difficult time at his office.

Well and why should I have doubted him, he was Best Friend. Why would he lie to me?

****************************One Month Ago*******************************

Ankush was his old self again and I was most happy with that transformation. Everybody in my home and Ankush's was busy with the preparations for the wedding.

I also noticed something strange with Ankush, now whenever he passed Madhvi he would eye her strangely, but foolish of me I just brushed my doubts to the back of my head... Big Mistake.

**************************One Week Ago***********************************

"  Hey Man, get ready!!!" Shouted Ankush at me for the thousandth's time that evening after all he was arranging my bachelor party.

"  Just one moment. Are you sure, this is a good idea?" I confirmed once again

"  Yaar, You are getting married after one week. So just once give me this last evening to your friends." Now who could argue with that statement

We had a blast of a party, really Ankush had made great arrangements. We were wasted and danced and drank all night. Although I opposed  a bit when Ankush suggested that we call a stripper but alcohol and the environment of party made my mind fuzzy and beyond that I didn't remember much only that a girl was undressing and dancing with me and someone was clicking pictures .. Pictures are memories aren't they.. and memories are lovely .. but that's not the case always as I was about to find out next day...

Next morning I tried to remember about last night but it was all a blur, along with that my head was bursting with a headache it was one of the worst hangover I ever had. Suddenly I was alright as all my concerns were diverted to the person standing on the door. My Madhvi was standing on the gate and crying ... I got up and went to her to ask her what was wrong...

"  What happened Madhu, why are you crying?" I tried to hug her to comfort her but she threw my hand away.

"  Wh.. What happened, would you please tell me?" I again requested her to tell me what was bugging her

In response, she just spread the contents of the packet she was holding, on the table and what I saw blew my head all over again. Those were the photos from Bachelor party particularly me and stripper during different stages of undressing.

"Hey are you upset over this? This is nothing but a joke by Ankush. Believe me." I pleaded

"Don't you dare blame Ankush, he has already told me everything how in your drunken state you called that stripper even after opposition from Ankush." She dropped another bomb

"  What the hell are you saying? You have all the story backwards and nothing you know is correct."     I tried to explain to her

"  Okay let's forget the part where who called who. Would you also want me to forget the pictures." She was furious and started crying again

I was speechless, only those who have been back-stabbed by their Best Friend of more than 20 years can imagine what was going through my head. I wanted to kill Ankush I wanted to commit suicide. I didn't want to anything. I didn't know the answer to any question anymore. May be it was Yes, May be it was No, May be it was either or may be it was neither. My whole life was crashing right in front of me and I was helpless to do anything.

And before I could say or do anything else she stormed out of the room, breaking the engagement, breaking the marriage most of all breaking my heart.

I was just lying in my room crying when my enemy/friend came into the room telling me that on the day of my marriage, he will be the one getting married to Madhvi and not me. I tried to get up to hit him but he just started laughing and left the room.;


*************************Present Day*******************************

Now you know the reason behind my unhappiness and why am I sitting in the darkness while the neighborhood is glowing with the lighting.

Today was the day when Madhvi was getting married to my best friend who trapped me in a trap and replaced me at the last moment. It was too unreal to be true but how can my aching heart be false, how can my love be false.

I was drinking for the whole day when it was time for the marriage I started for the Hotel where the marriage was going on. Somehow I drove to the hotel and started going upstairs one step at a time. I took just 10 or so steps and there she was the most beautiful bride in the world, who was supposed to be my Bride. Both of us were frozen in our steps, the pain was too much to face. We started crying and through my broken voice I could only say "  Sorry, for hurting you. It was never my intention to cause you any pain."

She just motioned her friends who pushed me aside and led her ahead. I was again left alone on the stairs I continued towards the top there was only one solution for me I would never be able to live with guilt, hatred, pain and all the other emotions. After some time I reached the rooftop, I climbed on top of the ledge and took a step to jump....... when suddenly I heard the voice of my mom..

Strangely she wasn't asking me not to jump or anything she was saying "Wake up Chetan, Madhvi is waiting for you. If you will be that late she will break the marriage and marry someone else".

That worked I sprang in action I couldn't allow the repeat performance of my nightmare ... Nightmare!!! Thank God it was all a nightmare simply a Dream.

My Celebrations were pretty much mine. I was ready to celebrate and start my new life with my family, my love and my best friend.

P.S. :- What I said to Ankush when he really suggested that we call a Stripper in my bachelor party, is anybody's guess? LOL

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