Showing posts with label simple story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label simple story. Show all posts

Monday, April 27, 2009

Silly Stuff


Scoreboard flashed my name “Rhea I love you” in the cricket stadium. Then I can hear my name being called upon by the commentators. And then I hear Josh asking me to come down to the ground. And then the scoreboard goes with the message “Marry Me”, I want you to be mine forever.


Viola I was surprised and was very happy he chose this way to propose me. That also in the middle of 2000 spectators, and international cricket players waiting for their game to begin when Josh would be done with his proposing stuff!! Every one is looking for Rhea, commentators ask Rhea to walk towards the ground. I am little bit nervous with all this chaos and drama being unfolded over here. I walk towards the ground and I hear a loud roar of clapping and thunderous “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOvvvvvvvv” sounds. And I hear few gals’ comments as I pass by them, she is so lucky and he is so romantic. And I run towards Josh without wasting any time.


He says “You know those three words, I have being saying it every day and night, to be precise from 365 days now. And I say again I love you and I want you to be mine forever”. Will you be mine?? Marry me and I shall make all your dreams come true!!

I didn’t know what to say, the whole atmosphere cheered, say yes!! say yes!! And I smiled and said yes to him and I hugged him. I can’t believe its happening with me, this use to happen in English movies, not in real life, and not in India. But here is Josh making all my imagination come true. And the whole crowd cheered, we moved out from the ground and all the players wished us good luck too. It has being the best moment of my life.


Surprisingly I hear my cell ringing and I cant figure out where it is at the moment, I can feel it under my feet, I pull it up and pick the call and I hear Josh voice on the other end, and I look around myself with disbelief and there is no Josh next to me, nor I am in the stadium, I am in the bed. Oh gosh!! I have being dreaming. Meanwhile, I can hear Josh screaming on the phone asking me if I am alright, it took me a minute or so to come back to reality and gladly narrated it to Josh. Josh happily mentioned that morning dreams really do come true. I hope they do come true if they are so beautiful and lovely.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Random ramblings, Tidbits, elections and Untold Stories

Knock Knock!! Where are you gone??

Anybody in house?? Missing from a long time!!


My reply: Yeah I am here and was hibernating in this summer, waiting for the prince charming to arrive. Couldn’t help, I seriously couldn’t write anything in such a long time. Call it the "laziness" or “love is in the air” factor, that everything else seemed less important. ( Giggling with guilt ).



So elections are coming up and it looks like, everyone is playing dirty this time. Every one is either hurling accusation at each other or self-praising themselves or their own so-called party. But the biggest surprise was from Mulayam Singhs Samajwadi Party’s manifesto, which stated, “No English and No Computers”!! Watching the news, I was laughing so hard, that some people around thought I am watching a laughter show or something. Common isn’t it funny? How can you have such a manifesto?? But after all we are in India, and anything is possible here, if we let the leaders make the rules and as it is they are playing by the rules of the money. In mumbaiya language if I say, “Sab Kuch Chalta hai, yeh hai India meri Jaan”!!


Enough about politics of our country, we will know soon enough, who is going to lead our country in the coming months, so guys and gals, who have the power of voting, please go ahead and vote as every single vote counts, and it does make a difference. Visit each parties manifesto and choose the right leader, its all upto us now.


By the ways, I forgot to inform you all, the untold stories met with a new twist recently, yeah yeah, it has become like one Ekta Kapoor serial. Sneha realized how egoistic she had being and begged naveen for forgiveness. Naveen being the good sweet boy has readily accepted her and they are singing songs “kitni mohabbat hai….kitani mohabbat hai…..” Now Sneha is waiting for a perfect opportunity to talk with her parents about Naveen, so that they can fulfill their dreams together. Will let you know soon, if their parents agreed or not!!! So for time being, please pray for them. But one thing is for sure, like SRK dialogues:




“Agar kisi cheez ko dil se chaaho

to poori kaynath use tumse milane ki koshish main lag jaati hai.

Hamare filmon ki tarah

hamari zindagi mein bhi

end tak sab kuch theek hi ho jata hai

aur agar theek na ho, to woh The End nahin.”





See how Naveen's wish came true. So friends, picture abhi bakhi hai. Wish for something you have always wanted, and guess what, sometimes the wish does really come true. And guys I shall drop in every ones blog soon. And by the ways, I am quitting from here and moving to Mumbai. I know its recession time and all that, but seriously I need to move. I am taking a risk. If we really want something in life, we need to take a risk. So wish me good luck!!


Friday, March 20, 2009

tHE Untold Story - Part V

Dear guys and gals,
Following is a page from Sneha's diary. I know the story has ended, but I needed to present perspective of both the side,then you can decide ultimately! We all have love stories, but its upto each of us to complete it or let it be incomplete.


Scribblings from Sneha's Diary


I feel guilty hurting him, though I love him, I can’t accept him. I don't know how to explain this, call it my ego or selfishness. But I always needed a man who is as qualified as me. He is not even a graduate.

Now I have stopped talking to him. Every two hours, I glance at my cell, hoping to see a message or call from him. I think it’s good this way, No messages, No calls. Just a brief silence, as though the moment is hung.

The problem is, he is very nice and adorable, every gals "dream guy" I would say.In fact he even agreed not to keep in contact, after I stated my reasons for not accepting him. Deep down somewhere, he hopes that I will come back to him. When we parted ways, both cried because the pain is caused by me and not any one else. I am guilty. Sorry seems to be a small word but I hope it can reduce the pain I have caused him. Initially he resisted, but I convinced him that tomorrow will be more painful because of my ego.

I can't seem to understand how he loves a gal like me who is so ego-centric?? Strange are the ways of love or I should say, love is complicated subject, the more you dwell on it, the more you seem to be lost. There is no right or wrong here, it’s only what you feel counts.


I am confused because I don't want to hurt him tomorrow. What if tomorrow after marriage, I introduce him to my friends saying he is a graduate when he is not?? wouldn't it hurt him?? It would be very unfair to him. The whole thing will shatter down.

So I ended it!! so that he won’t be more hurt by my selfishness!!

He says he won’t hate me for what I did to him. Because I have being always special to him and will remain the same always. At least if he hated me, it would be much easier for both of us. I wish things were different. Forgive me Naveen.


Who can say when heart sighs?
-----Only Time
Who can say when heart cries?
-----Only Time
-from Sweet November

Thursday, March 19, 2009

tHE Untold Story - Part IV

Hey guys and gals,
On request of my friends and bloggers, I am posting the part four of Untold series.I am not quite sure, how long these is going to be continued. So for time being, here is the fourth part.Those who haven't read, here is the first, second and third part.

tHE Untold Story - Part IV

Sneha greeted me when I came home. She seemed to have gained lot of weight and looked even more cuter. I never thought she would speak to me. But here she was, joking on my weight and color. I was quite happy.

Gradually we spoke a lot but this time not on phone; it was face to face, as I had always dreamed of. Sometimes she used to speak non-stop and I use to be lost in seeing her cute face. My days began with her and ended with her.

I asked her out, she readily agreed. Some times for lunch, sometimes for movie, shopping or would just end up in beach. She complained non-stop about her complexion becoming dark in the beach. It was heartwarming to see her beside me. I was content with my life. I couldn’t ask god for more. I loved her more than ever.

Eventually it turned out, that she loved me too but she had some problem in accepting me. She mentioned the reason. I understood her problem but who will make my heart understand?? It’s difficult to let it go but she begged me to understand, so I tried to let it go. The pain was inexpressible. Initially I couldn’t control my feelings and I would end up messaging her or calling her. But this time, she replied harshly.

I was numb by what she said, initially it hurt but I understood her reasons. I don't hate her; I don't think I can ever hate her. She is special for me. I love her and for her sake, I had to let her go.

She says that it’s the best for both of us. I could never deny her anything. I am left with memories, so I will cherish the moments which I have shared with her. I am back to my work place.I can only pray that she comes back to me.

I miss her.

Love
Naveen

P/S : Last part would be from Sneha.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

tHe Untold Story - Part III

She went back to hostel after that incident. We spoke regularly after that. One day I came to know that she had caught fever. Knowing her, I assumed she must not have visited the doctor, so I personally went to a doctor and got medicines for her. I visited her hostel in the noon and advised her to take the medicine. She seemed to be surprised and was very grateful for it. I noticed that she had lost more weight than ever. I wanted to take her home. But she wouldn’t listen to me.

She came home during Diwali. This time, the storm within her had calmed down and she seemed more composed than before. After much insistence from my friends, I decided to tell her about my feelings. I was scared but nonetheless, I had to tell her this time before it was too late.

I was in a very good mood indeed as I could hear her laughing and cracking PJ with my sister. I assumed even she was in a good mood. I was waiting for an opportunity to be alone with her again and to reveal my feelings for her. I wanted to tell her that I loved her more than anyone .And that I would never let any tears come in her eyes. I would bring her all the joys and happiness, which she deserved.

It was evening by the time I got her alone. She came out in the veranda for lighting the lamps. It was a perfect star lit sky and her cute face was shining like the lamps which she was lighting. I also started helping her by lighting the other lamps and started a conversation with her. After few random tit-bits, I told her that I loved her. Initially she didn’t react to what I said. I assumed she didn’t hear. So I repeated myself again. I love you Sneha. She stared at me for almost sometime. And then she started laughing. She assumed that I was joking with her. When I convinced her, that I was really in love with her. She just told that she never saw me that way. She considered me as a very good friend and there was nothing more to it. I stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do next.

I messaged her later that night. But she never replied. I cried that night. It seemed to be the longest night of my life. She went back to her hostel next day itself. I felt guilty for causing her more pain.

I never saw her after that. I missed her a lot. I received a new job offer in another country and I moved on. From my family, I kept hearing about her. I wondered whether she ever thought of me or even remembered me.

Today I write this, as I would be visiting my country after three long years, I wonder how she would look now, and would she still talk to me? I don't know....yet

Love
Naveen

P/S : Dear readers, that's the end of the "the Untold Stories" series. Hope you have enjoyed it.

PPS: Hey there is a fourth and fifth part to this, its on request from friends and bloggers!!

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

tHE Untold Story - Part II

Six months had passed by. She kept coming home every weekend which was very unlikely of her. Her eyes which uses to be lit like a star had seemed to lose its shine .Her smile also seemed artificial. Nobody could read her as I could. I tried to talk to her but she seems to look through me. She seemed to be in a daze, hardly interacting with any one. Sometimes I could hear her crying in the room but never had the courage to knock on the door. It tore my heart to see her in such a state.


One day, she was sitting in the veranda of our house, gazing the sky, one tear rolled out of her eyes. I wanted to hold her and calm her down, but this time I didn’t hold myself back but seriously made an effort to go to her, and asked her to share her problem with me. She denied immediately, she said she didn’t need any one, she doesn’t trust any one, anymore. She just wanted to be alone.


I didn’t walk away from there like I always did, this time I just sat next to her, in case she needed me. An hour passed, only the buzzing sound of flies could be heard. She realized that I was not leaving her side until she told me her problem. A fresh set of tears came down from her eyes. She mumbled during her sobs, that she had a boyfriend and he had broken her heart and was dating her best friend now. She didn’t know whom to trust and whom to talk to. Everything had fallen apart for her.


My world fell apart when she claimed to love some one else. No one could hear the shattering sound within me. I just held her hand to console her. I couldn’t cry. But this pain seemed to be everlasting, like the broken pieces of glass which seemed to have pierced into my skin. I hated her boyfriend for hurting her so much.


Love

Naveen

Monday, March 2, 2009

tHE Untold story - part I

She had moved newly into this town and used to visit my house once in a month. She came from hostel every Saturday evening and went back by Monday morning. I always wanted to talk to her, but I was too shy to approach her. She always spoke with my parents and my sister. Whenever we came face to face, she just smiled and said an informal Hi. She got a new cell and we exchanged numbers, and that's how we started chatting. And we became friends. Not very close friends but something better than nothing I would say.She was very humble and down to earth even though she was not from here, she seemed to have got adjusted. On some Mondays, she requested me to drop her to college.I was more than enthusiastic to drop her but pretended as though it was cumbersome task.Some Friday evenings, she used to asked me to pick her from college. Due to my eagerness, I used to reach even before time .I don't know when I must have started falling in love with her. But I never found the courage to tell her, and months flew by.

Love
Naveen

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Innonece of Prishi

Prishi, who is just 4 years old, came running to the room where her mom was arranging the old clothes for sending it to the relief centre. She scanned through the room and found her set of clothes kept in 1 corner, she went through them and informed her mom, that she is going to keep all her old clothes in a safe place. Her mom was confused, she just gave a nod and asked Prishi what she would be doing with those old clothes? And for her suprise, Prishi replied by saying that she is goin to preserve all her clothes for her daughter......