The letter

To,

 The boy who called me a playgirl,

I did things you wanted to do with me. I did things we loved to do together. I was not the only one responsible for all my actions. And, similarly, neither were you solely responsible for all your actions. Rather, we were equally responsible for everything we had done because we decided to have a relationship, maintain it and it was certainly mutual.

Then, why do you call me a playgirl ?

Was I the one who left? 

I understand you were too possessive when it came to me and that's quite natural, but was my promise to be with you forever  just not enough?

If I wanted to play with your feelings, I would have done it in a smarter way. Why would I spend hours with you, waste every minute thinking about you when you weren't with me?  Plan surprises for you, split the bill everytime we went out, keep the silly conversations alive all the time, spend my energy in understanding you, give you hopes that I would always stay with you?

Do you realise, I tried to keep up with you as much as you did for me. But, unfortunately with time, we realised that it was not working out between us. Maybe, we understand each other so much better now that we know what we are actually interested in. 

You claimed that, I just didn't realise all that you had done for me. You kept counting things you did for me and that wasn't wrong. The part that you never realised my sacrifices for you was definitely heart- breaking. 

Keeping up promises, 

Consoling you,

A few petty things that I never counted upon to make you realise, unlike you did. Maybe, I did things without any expectations, or maybe unintentionally because I just loved you. 

Introducing you as the hero of my life (because I felt you were one ) was one of the main gestures I had made because I always wanted the world, who had only seen the worst side of yours, to see your good side now; the angel in you that loved me. 

तुमने तो आसानी से कह दिया की,

"तुमने मेरा काटना चाहा, मैं 

खुशी खुशी कटवा रहा था।"

पर जितना तुम्हारा कटा हैं, 

उतना ही मेरा भी।

Happily

'Not yours anymore'

An open letter to his ex

Somebody asked me the enticity of my world 

So,
I answered that, I could:

Give away my most desired watch for you (says a watch-lover)

Pressurise my senior to complete the office assignment before date so that I dont miss your birthday!

Ask my partner to not allocate me to another unit because I want to be in town for your special day!

Ask my boss to permit me to book a night flight so that I land on time for your birthday at midnight twelve amidst fever!

Make sure that all your special days are celebrated as a FESTIVAL!

Rush through the class, arrange for the cake ordered, keep it well organised........

And yes even lift you in my arms in fever for a picture you always wanted and create unforgettable memories!

Fight with my friends who insulted you when you were not around.

Listen to you patiently when you shout at me even when Iam not at fault !

But, the sad part is I had done everything already and much more that I don't even remember, but you left, you already left! Left without a thought ! 

Common standards

Double   Common standards :

Everyone of us have heard the popular phrase “ Double standards”. We have used it too, for atleast one person in our life.

No doubt, it’s truly so annoying to have friends or rather, say frenemies who have two faces.

Let's just think about it, today.

My belief may sound a little weird but, every person in this world has two faces. Yes, each one! Let’s say, a few people are really straightforward that we cannot count them on this list. But, I suppose, that’s not even a 0.1% of the world’s population. (No exclamatory mark, because you already knew it. This fact isn’t new.)

Not here, to hurt anybody’s sentiments but let’s talk about ourselves for now.

Think of instances where you HAD to be a two-faced jackass/bitch?

Life is a weird party where you meet people, talk to some, make a few friends, talk to a few and forget, carry a few forever and what not. It’s just not easy to be straightforward in this extraordinary world. It takes guts, takes away everything from you starting from your character. Join a group and you will have to behave according to their standards. 

Going to a five star hotel is not equal to going in a normal restaurant. Though the only thing you do there is eat. Of course, it’s necessary to dress a bit differently, behave differently and maybe, show what you are actually not. And, hence, it’s the same with people.

That’s the same with some incidents in our lives. You meet a friend of yours whom you had never liked. But, still it is considered courteous to look at them and smile. What if you don’t smile? (That is, you don’t be two-faced. I mean, what if your attitude goes like “I don’t like you and I am not gonna smile at you even if you look at me and smile”?) You are now a RUDE person, that’s it.

The corporate world could explain you this thing in a better way, probably. The clients to which the employees speak with, are annoying at times, but the employee has to be sweet as sugar to his/her client every time they speak. After all, they are their source of income. 

Maybe, getting work done by your colleague can be another instance. And right now, the best instance I can think of now is the Boss-Slave stuff. No offence, not every boss is the same but going with the stereotype of Bosses’ stories, the origin of insincere lavish praise is in itself a story explaining the concept of Double Faces.

What I mean is that, it’s not ‘Not Okay’ to have double faces. It just happens due to the situations. You would have heard the phrase "Laugh with all, but trust none." Relatable! 

And talking about the ones who have this rightful nature of being two-faced, forget it. Stop wasting time on such people and move on with the better ones in your life!

Hope no sarcasm!

About a lovely couple!

 Here Iam  with a lovely little story...

P.S. Dedicated by somebody to his WORLD. 

So, readers, have a look at this short  incident . 

A couple who were yet to be legal were conversing!

Suddenly, the boy said, I DON’T SEE YOU AS MY GIRL FRIEND!
The girl expressing her innocence and wit, immediately said, I ALREADY BECAME YOUR LIFE PARTNER, WHEN YOU PUT SINDHUR ON MY MAANG, THOUGH WE ARE YET TO BE A LEGAL ONE! SO, BEING YOUR GF, WOULD BE SO SMALL, THAN WHAT I AM!
The boy was embraced with joy hearing this, as he could recall such thing happening, but could not remember that when such a thing took place! Hearing such words were ecstatic!
Indian customs though! Such purity in them, they carry!
The boy then said, that he considers her as a part of himself, considers them being legal, despite the fact that they were yet to be one! And, so, there stood no question of him treating her as his girlfriend!
The girl was contended!
She was delighted!
Together Ever they are.
#VP

Ironically, ironical!

It hurts!

Karma has its own way of proving itself. 

Love or drub ?

Best friend Impact !

 How could the person you are most close to,could change your thoughts about anything in the world! How can a person change you!

 

#justbestfriendthings 

Dear diary,                                                                                             2:46 am

                      Today, I was reminded of him,again. I was coming back from the class when I met Susan. Delightful to meet a school friend after one whole year, we started talking with each other on the roadside about almost everything. The happiness just wiped away when she asked me about him.

 "I haven't seen anybody since a year, dude. By the way, how is your best friend doing?" She asked.

"Oh! All good. " I replied with the pain in my heart. 

It hurts when you realise that you had been thrown out of his life, by him, GENTLY.

The phase of 'stopped talking' starts and I arrange my mind and heart to manage stuffs smoothly, again without a pinch of ugly disappointment ; a new beginning without him.

But then, I get a notification; it is him; a cute text like it used to be before. 

"He is the best," I shout.. What? Suddenly, everything seems alright now.

'I love my Bestfriend' phase appears in my life, yet again.

And, a couple of days later, rises the excitement of the School Alumni Day.

Oops! That excitement got buried, deep into the ground when I realise that he is a new person, wholly. I looked at everyone, excited, gossiping with all friends around but the next moment I look at him walking past me. Yes, he noticed me. But why didn't he turn back ?

I look at myself in the mirror and ask "Am I so ugly that he doesn't want to talk to me in public?"

But, then why do the others say me that I am beautiful? 

I sit on my chair, staring at my books and think, 'Am I such a boring human?"

But, why do the others never plan a hangout without me?

Best Friends Forever?

Seems like: Best Friends For Never!

Oh, Diary! Thankyou for being there with me when my best friend wasn't.

Goodnight!

                     

The Break-up Story

“I need to talk now!” the message popped up.

It was a text from Lakshman.

What’s wrong, dude? Amy replied.

His reply was immediate. Corner Café @ 7.

She messaged back. Okay.

‘He sounds desperate,’ she thought.

After she had reached the café, she found him sitting there already; waiting impatiently.

“Hey,” she greeted cheerfully reaching to his table.

“She broke up with me, Amy” he sighed.

Oh! This had been worrying him. She cleared her throat and mockingly asked: “So, Mr. Ex-Boyfriend, how do you feel after the break up?” She chuckled to herself.

“I feel lonely, man! Life is being hard and I just cannot take it.” He said in a low voice.

“Okay, on a serious note, what had actually happened?” she asked curiously.

“I couldn’t make a promise of the future.” He replied.

His chick’s perception was entirely different from his and Amy's. Maheck believed that one couldn’t stay committed without a future in the mind. On the other side, commitments being made for an entire life made no sense in Lakshman’s opinion. He knew that he could be wrong but he was stuck to his perception.

“I respect what she believes of course, but do not adhere with,” he continued.

He couldn’t stop speaking and I couldn’t stop him from talking. It would become rude on my part to ask him to stop narrating his sad story.

“She had been my first real girlfriend. The one I have always been proud of. We were never the coolest but we were cool in the way we were. Nobody had ever bitched about me like she had and loved me equal to my mom! “

Amy was just wowed.
 He was always a cheerful person; the one with that evergreen smile on the face which had disappeared today. The most genial person she had ever seen who would check out girls walking inside the café, the next minute. His chick was the most coolest she had ever heard of who let her do that even when he was with her (though he could smell the jealousy).

“If Iam meant to end up with her, then all I want is that it must happen out of surprise and not because of something like ‘promises’. “

He couldn’t stop talking and Amy couldn’t stop listening now.

Amy could sense the deep love he had for Maheck. Sadly, she couldn’t think of anything to help him out. It was already over.

Lakshman was badly hurt. The tear just wouldn’t come out of his eyes because ‘real men don’t cry’. He was not in a relationship but he was definitely in love!

“Hey! Sorry but I need to make an urgent call and my mobile’s battery had already drained.” Amy interrupted.

“Here, take mine” he said handing over his mobile phone to her.

Amy went out of the café, found Maheck’s contact and called her from her own mobile believing Maheck would probably not pick Lakshman’s call.

She asked Maheck to come to the café asap. Maheck agreed to it.

The café hadn’t been too far from her place and she had been there within ten minutes. 
She walked inside the café without having Lakshman noticing her. She heard all what he had been continuously saying.

“You know what, Amy, she said me that I wanted everything on my plate and I had pushed her to the edge of my plate. It hurts her really bad when I give importance to other things in my plate and this is why it would be better for both of us if she hopped out of it,” he took a breath and continued,

“How do I tell her that she herself is my plate! I realize that I wanted my plate to be beautifully decorated and only with her presence in it.  I miss her,” he paused and said “but, Iam happy that she doesn’t have to suffer anymore because of my stupidity,”

“But I would still love to suffer, you stupid!” a voice came from behind.

He was delighted to see her! It was as if, all his sorrow had just evaporated away.

“Maheck!” he said, surprised.

“I think you'd got another chance dear,” Amy interrupted and fled away bidding an adieu to the couple.

“Let’s wait for what the future has to offer. I ain’t bothered anymore. I will stay with you,” Maheck said.

His eyes glittered.

“Hot!” he exclaimed looking at a young lady on the side.

** Maheck hits him hard with her elbow.**

Truth or Dad?

The brakes slammed!

‘Thud’! The bike plowed into the auto rickshaw!

"Ouch," the boy cried!

The girl bent down with her heavy bag to pick up the mobile phone and the coins which had fallen out of the father's shirt's pocket.

"Dad, you okay?" Asked the boy to his father.

Shaken but less hurt, the three of them thanked the crowd who had helped them lift the bike.

 "Don't you know to cross properly, you fool?!" The father yelled angrily at the auto driver.

"Sir, I am sorry. But I was careful while crossing," said the auto driver.

 It had been driving up to the school opposite before which this happened. He apologized and offered to drop the kids home in his vehicle if he couldn't ride properly due to the external injury.

The father had to accept the offer.

 'Is he so kind or kind just because he feels he is guilty?' thought the girl all the way to home.

 "Thank you, Uncle!" the boy greeted the auto driver while getting off.

 He smiled at the boy and looked at the father to say,"Sir, you had been watching somewhere else when I was about to cross and thus you didn't notice my vehicle crossing."

'Oh yes! He is right. I remember Dad looking at the shop on the roadside at that time but.... How do I tell? It would seem that I am against him! What do I do? It's not the auto driver's mistake,’ all these thoughts flashed in the girl’s mind.  

She was matured enough to understand that this could hurt her father's ego.

Truth? Or Dad?

Tensed!

She shook her head, though reluctantly. 

The auto driver smiled and said "Look, she agrees!" She looked at her father with no expression, thinking what to do now! What would Dad think about her?

 How awkward it was to be scared of such a thing because there was a close relation! A father and a daughter!

"Maybe! Okay no problem, you may go," the father said to the auto driver and smiled!
A placid reaction from Dad! 

The girl's satisfaction knew no bounds! 

He loved an atheist!

“She has just completed her studies in medicines!” exclaimed the pandit. “Belongs to a very respectable family and is a very nice girl but the only problem is, that she is an atheist.”

“Oh! Panditji, bring some better proposals. An atheist! No,” said the old lady who was finding a suitable girl for her son.

Priti had been rejected thrice because of being an atheist. Yet, she would never change.

While she was crying on the terrace that day, her best friend came up to cheer her. 

“Oh! C’mon, it doesn’t even matter that you believe in God or not! A man will love you if he has the capability to see your beauty!” Madan consoled.

“I know that but…..”

“Stop crying, first. And tell me why you don’t believe in God? I realize now that I never bothered to ask you this.”

“I never said this to anybody, Maddy,” Priti sighed.

“Okay, tell me now, “He insisted.

Priti started to narrate what had happened years ago that made her what she is now.

She had been in her second grade when her family had shifted to a new locality. She had the habit of visiting the temple every day. After shifting she started to go to the temple nearby, in the new place. It had only been a few days when Priti experienced something really bad.

As a child, it was fun to ring the temple’s bell loudly after worshipping. When she had somebody with her, they would lift her up to let her ring the bell.

One day, when Priti went to the temple with her friend, she had no elder who could lift her up to reach to the bell. She jumped twice and tried to ring but failed. It was an odd time and there was nobody else in the temple except a man who had been watching her jump. He offered help. She was joyed to ring and requested to lift her up. She noticed that he lifted her frock and touched her private part while holding her.

Priti couldn’t understand what to do and just ran away. What could a small child do for this? What could she understand?

She felt weird about it and didn’t go to the temple for a few days. Nobody noticed that.

 One day while going to the school she saw the same person talking to another man and found out that he was the pandit of that temple.

What a shock it had been to her. How could such a pious person do this? She was unable to get that incident out of her mind.

“You see, how it affected me? I just ended up being an atheist. A person calls himself pious and does such a cheap act! Show the world that you love God and never care about doing sins. Since I was a little girl then, I couldn’t understand all that but now it bothers me. There would have been a few other innocent little girls too! “

Madan was shocked. “People like them ruin the community,” He said with frustration and hugged her.

“Okay, so forget about it now and do what you feel is right.”

There was only silence for a couple of minutes and then Madan spoke up.

“Hey, I love you Pri. Will you marry me?”

Priti was amazed. Both knew each other from their school time and had been really close friends since then. Friendship turned to love, today.

"No family would accept an atheist to be their "daughter-in-law, Maddy," she said.

"I've already spoken to my mother about it. She likes you," he winked.

Love has no religion?  

He proved it true!