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Journey facebook to whatsapp..

June 1, 2015 / Forever / 0 Comments

Before I start writing let me apologise for not being a good friend… Sorry mishra I could not help you… I could not confront you and was not able to help you out …. Sorry once again…
It was evening, I was heading back home from office, in metro I was keenly listening the conversation between two friends one of whom was married and was involved in extramarital affair. The married guy was asking his friend to pass on his message to rest of the friend circle, it was like please donot make jokes on my wife, you guys can make fun of my girlfriend.
This line took me back to our college days when I was fully in love with my then girlfriend and used to end up in a fight if anyone used to say anything foul to my girlfriend…I used to be in love with my every new girl…. The same thing happened with my friends as well … Rajat being the eye candy among girls… has a number of relationships…. LOVE IS TRANSFERABLE …. Is it???
I thought again and finally ended upon a conclusion that relations are nothing but needs.. as soon as we need parents we used to be with them.. then comes this girlfriend thing … for whom we use to fight with our parents .. and if we go with our parents wish than we leave them and start our very own family…
Buddy I am apologising for using your name neither I want to hurt you nor I am trying to prove you wrong .. They are just my feelings that my heart said I should express.. Everyone has his/her own life and they should live it on their own terms… Marrying your GF is not a bad thing but you should double check yourself before entering into a relationship..

Journey from Facebook to Whatsapp

September 15, 2011: I was at Ghaziabad bus station waiting for the bus to Meerut… My third year of engineering was about to kick off from 20th of this month there is nothing to be happy about engineering or about my college like every other engineer story our successor and predecessor batches were full of chicks and our batch mates were just busy spanking the monkey thinking day and night about them only… every other junior was either my sister in law or was of my friend… well, I am Aniket student of mechanical branch of MRI engineering college on the outskirts of Meerut. As the name mechanical came you all must have understood that our day is like a tribute to the boring lectures and night is dedicated to our hand as my friend calls it HATH JAGGANATH. Clearly we didn’t even had a teacher who we can call beautiful, sexy or any other word made for women.
Coming back, I was busy in turning my lips black (Smoking) I spotted Swanna getting off from the bus and as everyone says bad luck follows every engineer especially if he/she is from UPTU my bus arrived and going by the announcements it was most probably the last bus to Meerut… Damn fuck you … Swanna was the cutest girl I have ever met in my school days, in engineering every other girl seems cute. On one end my friends had made some arrangements before college kicks off and on the other hand I may get a chance to have few words with this girl, friends were there when I got back(failed in 1 or 2 subject but promoted to next year), friends taught me to smoke, booze and many other things…. Confused, my heart was in the favour of girl, head in friends and my legs listened to heart and started walking towards the girl… Phone rang up… Ajay…
Hey buddy! Have you left asked Ajay
Yes /No what should I say…..
Speak up bro…
Yaar..
Bloody motherfucker you coming down to meerut, I don’t know how but by 10 PM I want you here or I am going to kick your ass… He yelled
Sorry Ajay …
Get your mother fucked in Ghaziabad….
He hang up…
Ab toh jaana padega my heart and head said in unison…
Meerut……

After boozing as usual everyone started walking off out of the room to have ice cream…
Tu ni aayega kya .. Mandeep asked
Ni yaar, you guys go ahead I need to sleep, you know tired….
As soon as they left, My hands automatically searched for the laptop, index finger turned it on, middle finger keeps on scrolling over the mouse pad, refreshed refreshed …. turned on the wifi …. Connected… opened chrome… facebook tab…
Logged into facebook … inbetween all this my mind was asking me to sleep… Hat saale let me search her…
Swanna … 500+ results…
Not this one, neither this…..
Tu to sone jaa rha tha…. bloody bitch.. yelled Jay
Haan bs so hi rha hu…
Kon hai ye saman… asked mandeep
Pta ni yr.. I am toh searching for someone else…
Abe request bhej na..
Like this I had sent around 10 friend requests to all those girls who placed Barbie or some other picture s their dp..
You are blocked from sending friend requests for 15 days….
Damn shit man….
Ab to so ja Balatkaari…
Next day movie in the night, after movie again browsed for Swaana. Although i knew couldn’t friend request but atleast I can find her….
Next day passed , another day… College reopened…
But still I could not get over with the ghost of Swanna(Mechanical effect). Finally after one month, I left the hope of seeing her again… and got myself busy the usual stuff(bird watching and all).
January 20, 2012: Last practical of the 5th semester…
Or kaisa hua BC.. I asked to Jay
Hona kaisa tha fad diya tere bhai ne… He replied
Chal M bhi aata hu…
Back to room…
Daaru chalegi raat me… Dhanu, Raj or baki bhi aa rhe h… mandeep asked
Contri krke manga lo… I and Jay replied in unison…
I logged into my fb account and as soon as it loaded completely Swanna was there in people you may know corner.
Opened her page sent her the request and started browsing through her photographs.. download all
I was on cloud nine, you can say on ten eleven ….
After daaru, checked whether she accepted or not… not yet… refreshed not yet too…
The next morning we all left to our respective homes, semester leaves… We engineers get tired after every semester and need a break to get recharged, which may take around a month(if someone from the group is not turning up early)….
Back to Ghaziabad: my daily routine was to check Swanna’s profile … was i in love… when that stupid thought used to come i would go out and smoke … (that provides some relief, try it yourself)
While chatting with some foreigners in the night a message popped up the screen…. Swanna…
Hey Aniket.. Message read
Hey Swanna … I replied
Hows you doing Buddy… She asked
Am doing great, you say… I replied
I am great too.. BTW glad to know about you..
Thank you… where are you these days…
Thank you for what?? In Meerut… life ko saada rhi hu..
For being glad after knowing that I am good…
I am in meerut too … engineering kar rhi ho kya??
Yes… How you figured out??
Main bhi sadda rha hu 😛
Which college?
MRI…. yours???
Mine is Shiva.. She replied
Great yr… You kept your words of making it to a good college .. I complimented
Whats so great about it… She asked
A good college brings you a good placement opportunity.. I replied
And after that ? She asked
Whatever you wish.. I replied
I will get married and will be treated as a household maid or a factory to produce child.. she replied
I don’t think the way you go..
What you think?
I will never have problem with my wife going for a job, as long as we both and our respective families are comfortable …
You are grown up, I wish my father may search someone who think the same way as you think…
Mjse hi kar lo…. I said teasing her
Papa will not agree for inter-caste marriage…. She replied
Yr tut oh serious hi ho gyi… joking yr, I too don’t wanna go against my fathers wish…
Got you buddy, chalo talk to you later.. bye
From there on we started late night chatting and in the of our conversations exchanged our contact details …. Now late night facebook chatting changed to late night phone calls… my morning now starts with her good morning message and night use to end on the phone itself … sometimes we use to sleep on the call itself, actually most of the time.. every bit of the details started getting exchanged .. she is the sweetest dream my eyes could have ever dreamt of.. I started searching her in every girl on the road, vacations became the time we use to meet (being from the same city).
In between all this Google launched android and we both completed our graduation, I got the job with my father’s jack (source, jack as it is popularly known among engineers), and she because of her ability.
We both got busy in our respective professional lives, long phone calls went down. But our love life was still going strong, weekends became my favourite as they were the days Swanna and I used to come out of our world which used to be enclosed within phone calls and whatsapp chat. Two days used to be filled with complete life, joy excitement and above all two days were filled with Swanna.
As we progressed in our professional lives, OUR (time that we used to spend together) time was consumed by our profession, differences occurred, we started fighting up, and the whole mess was created by this whatsapp last seen feature…

Aniket and Swanna are not together but they still love each other more than anything else…. Sometimes we are meant to fell in love, but not to live together…

Many of my friends complain me about my nature, I had multiple relationships they always say look who is talking Ankur Dutt Tyagi who himself went on to have about a dozen of relationships.. I will not correct myself yes I had many relationships but I loved only a single girl in this universe.. I cheated her not a single but multiple times… I confronted this to her and now we are not together…
She hasn’t left me but I forced her out of this shitty life… She deserved someone better… The last day that we talked my words were: Baby I had the most beautiful flower in the world but it’s me who don’t deserve flowers… She rang up on my birthday and asked me to be back into the relation, my eyes went watery… I couldn’t say anything just hang on the call…

I was Reliance She wanted Airtel

March 12, 2015 / Forever / 0 Comments

I came out of my hotel in Fatehgarh for a smoke, Fatehgarh is a district in Punjab in the north-west India, here I am on a company project, I walked over the street to the Chai vendor and asked for a Wills Classic Ultra, I lit it up with a thought that it may bring down the color painted by her on my lips during the course of 6 years. I started puffing and started walking down towards the main market, by the time I reached the main road my cigrette was under my feet, while crossing the road I saw Swanna on her bike speeding across the road, I shouted her name but she seemed to have ignored, her glimpse made me restless and i started runing towards her, I continued runing till she went out of sight and fell on the road, crying, Shattered, sitting on the road with bruised knees still on the ground I saw Swanna on her bike coming towards me, by the time she came upto me I realized it was not her,

Girl : ‘Are you fine? Who are you, why were you trying to stop me? Do I know you?’

Me : Sorry, I mistook you with someone else.

Girl : Its perfectly alright that friend must be so important to you, you had almost killed yourself.

She went away saying Dont know what has happened to me since she has left. every other girl seems to be her and its the third time in one month that I mistook someone as Swanna and ran after her. Swanna was somewhere the pillar of all my hardwork. I walked away with bruised knee and on the way back to hotel i picked up another half dozen of cigarettes. The advantage of being away from home is that you can lit up cigarette anywhere on the road as no one has the idea who you are.

While laying on my bed in the hotel room I was lost amidst the thoughts of Swanna and cigarette smoke.

I and she were together in school, for the complete two years we used to be on the same seat of the school, We were being called ‘ Shizuka and Nobita ‘ of the school. then for engineering I had to come down to Mathura and she went all the way to Mumbai, the city of dreams, we were very far from each other but we were inseparable from the phone, in class, in room, even on bathroom seat….

My Shizuka was such a pretty girl that i can never get over praising her beauty, those brownish eyes, thin pinkish lips and her choti si nose, her milkish complexion …. No dictionary has words to praise her beauty. During vacations I used to be the first person to check out from the hostel reason being her, and our birthdays used to be the occasions when inspite of all the hurdles we used to be together.

After I got my engineering over I planned of shifting to Mumbai, just to be with her. My friends asked me not to take such a big step, I was placed in TCS, But how could I had not left it, my heart was in mumbai with Swanna.

Swanna too was placed in an MNC and we both took an apartment and after few months of hardships i too got a job in BSS by Harman a leading name in audio industry. Everything was working smoothly until my project calls became too frequent and I my staying away from the city became frequent. Almost every weekend i used to stay away from my Shizuka .

Rifts were usual between us and the whole center of rifts being my staying away. I was not able to maintain equilibrium between my work life and love life.

I finally left the job and got shifted to a small company whose work was mainly centered around urban Mumbai only, and that night i took her out for dinner, I proposed her for the marriage after 6 years, She walked away without saying a single word.

I followed her, Swanna denied sitting behind me on the bike, she took auto, we reached home, I asked her the reason of her ignorance.

Me: What was that baby?

Swanna : I dont wanna get married at this phase of my carrer.

Me: Its ok yar, We can wait.

Swanna: Its not ok, I have some ambitions in life, I need Money, Luxury everything and probably you can never give me that lavish lifestyle.

Me: I am working towards that only, My father is not an Ambani. I have to earn that money.

Swanna: Look, we should take a break.

Me: Break??? After 6 long fucking years you want a break.. I left everything just to be with you and you are fucking asking for a break. Lets clear the scenario. Tell me the complete story behind this fucking break..

Swanna: Leave it

Me: Clear it .. I need to know..

Swanna: You wanna hear it na… When you were away with your Goa project I met Debakar.. who is much more caring than you..

Me: Where is he from??

Swanna: Delhi

Me: Where you met him?

Swanna: leave it, Since we are calling off this relation so there seems no need of it..

Me: We are calling off so it should not affect you.. tell me i wan to listen..

Swanna: I met him on WECHAT, through throwing bottle concept…

Me: Great…

I haven’t said a single word just packed up my luggage and left… I was totally out of my senses… numb.. I took the first flight to Delhi and from there train to my home city Allahabad… After searching that guy on facebook and other social media and came to know that he is the son of a builder and he took birth with a golden spoon…

That’s where my Love story ended… I was Reliance but She wanted Airtel….

Epilogue:- The guy is now happily married but somewhere deep inside his heart he feels if he would have gone with his friends suggestion, may be his life would have been a little better..

–> Guys I had written my first story (My Life: She fueled it) with my heart.. but this one and the earlier one (I loved Apple, He had Nokia ) with a broken heart… Received a lot of positive reviews on the earlier…. Hope the same for this one too……. with this i am signing off… Do Comments…

Take care fellas……

I loved Apple, He had Nokia

January 11, 2015 / Forever / 0 Comments

Well we are now in 2015 and to be very true I had a mixed starting .. On one hand I had taken a jump on the professional side but on other my relationship soured..

and in between all this I missed being among my social life, I missed my friends on the new year, i was pissed off with the kind of excuse (may be Genuine) my frnd bhupi presented and we had to call off our manali trip.. Or a get together which went down the line all because of him and i named him GROUP DROHI..

This story is of a girl who had big dreams not from herself but from her so-called boyfriend(she never accepted his proposal)

On my way back from Bulandshahr to ghaziabad . Bulandsahar (is a dstrict in west UP) where i was planted by the company to serve as the erp implementer and trainer. I met a girl in bus who was completly lost in her mobile, as soon as i had a glimpse on her screen I figured out she was lost in the pic of a smart looking boy (being a boy i cant say much about him) SHe caught me looking at her screen and i pretended as if i had not seen anything….

he is the guy i loved the most, She said

Has he ditched you??? I asked

No I never accepted his proposal, she replied

saying this much he thrown her phone on the floor of the bus and started crying. I being sitting beside her came frward to pick up d phone. In between this the whole bus was looking towards us an their main focus was on me a if I am Kasab.

I clearly figured out the whole bus was taking me a the reason of this whole mess up.

Hi! Shreya, She introduced herself

Hello I am Yogi,

after a brief introductory session,

Dear he was not your boyfriend, and as per you, you never accepted his proposal, now crying over this is just the waste of time. You should go and talk to him, I advised

I cant talk to him either, she replied

As much i know about love, if he truly loved you he can never turn you down, i replied.

You dnt know how i behaved with him, She replied showing her anger on herself

May be it was rude, but if he truly loved you he will accept you watever may be the conditions, I sugested.

You want to listen to my story, she asked

Sure why not, jus to kill time I replied…….

Before moving ahead I would love to describe Shreya:

She is a bubbly girl with a medium height(ideal Indian height), chubby cheeks, pinkish lips, lightish brown eyes and a dimple she most probably stole from Drew Barrymore. She has got flesh but on right places no one can call her fat, Instead she is the Indian version of Elisha Cuthbert.

I LOVED APPLE, HE HAD NOKIA

It was the first day of our college, I have got admission cum scholarship in the prestigious Hindu College of Delhi University. Being from a lower middle class family of a small town Shamli which is about 100 kms away from my college. I had to stay in Delhi with a pg accommodation. Since my childhood my wishes were never fulfilled because a girl was treated as praya dhan in our society. After a lot of arguments & because of my mother’s efforts I was able to come to Delhi and of course I have great marks….

Being in physics honours was itself a big thing to feel proud

After settling me in my pg room my mother with wet eyes bid me goodbye and rushed towards the railway station as she had to catch 2:30 pm train..

She was the only one who came to drop me, my brother my father all were against my decision…

With me I had brought a lot of dreams to Delhi , being rich was above everything…

Next day was my college n I was a bit nervous as I entered the premises…..

Hey you fresher come here, shouted a boy most probably senior.

Yes sir

You have taken admission in physics honours, he asked

Yes sir, I replied

Preserve your ‘sir’ for the seniors, I am your batch mate,

I hit him with my book, sorry , but how do you know that I am from physics honors

Arey I was beside you when you were applying for the course

Ohhh by the way I am Shreya,

Hi I am Anchit, where are you from?

I am from Shamli, you?

I am from Bulandshahr, a district around 60-70 kms from here..

After the formal introduction we went ahead for the class…

Being with Anchit I didn’t knw how the year passed by, we were like the best buddies, sometimes he use to come to drop me home after college or after late night movie. He pampers me a lot, like carrying my bags when I had to leave for shamli, always stood by my side when I had arguments with the bunch of boys who use to eve tease on every passing girl

I never had feelings for him but don’t know how and when he started liking me,

Finally after a year, one day he proposed me and I avoided him by jus saying DT we are good friends and I have never thought of relationship with anyone, but if I ll ever have a bf DT will b you….

We settled with the friends only tag…

There was a badass boy Tejasv who was always involved in fighting drinking and everything that can make him bad…

One day we were on Anchit’s bike when that brat along with his friends in his pajero pushed us away from the road and we almost fell down.

Tomorrow I am gonna teach that bloody rascal how to drive, I said

Don’t be fool they must be drunk, Anchit defended

They are drunk that means they have the license to kill anyone, I said

Chhod kal bat krenge,

The next day I saw Tejasv at the cigarette shop, I went to him.

Do you wan a cigarette, he asked

I slapped him tightly, and moved aside

He followed me

Hey hey who do you think you are, he asked stopping me

I am Shreya and don’t you dare to mess up with me, I replied with my eyes red

You know who I am, he asked

What I have to do with that,

I can bloody purchase you, tell me what you charge for the night, I have got a good money 5k, 10k, 25k bol jaldi…..

Ohhh really may be your father must have purchased your mother like that only..

He raised his hand and Anchit defended in between and tried to sort out the matter

BC go and take your fucking gf out of my sight and ask her not to mesh with Tejasv….

Six months passed by and Tejasv was out of the scene

A hot guy entered the premises with his Audi….

Every girl was like going mad for him…

Hey your friend Tejasv returned back to the college … Anchit tried to tease me..

Buzz off Anchit, I don’t wanna see his fucking face and you please stop talking about him…

Moments later Tejasv was in front of me pleading to forgive him..

Its perfectly olryt yr ….. You didn’t matter to me and may never…

Hey buddy, ask your gf to forgive me.,.. He asked Anchit

Excuse me, we are not bf gf… Jus close friends..

Finally after a week I and Anchit allowed him to spend time with us… We started hanging out in his audi …. Movies pubs discothèques,

We three became like good friends… Always together… Tejasv has almost stopped drinking… Anchit and I were drifting apart because of the presence of Tejasv… We were coming close …

Hey Anchit kahan h yr, I rang him up and asked him..

M ghar hu yr, bta kya hua

I have to tell you something important, come right now to my place…

Coming baby doll….

Tejasv proposed me, I told him showing the diamond ring he presented while proposing

And what you said, he asked curiously

Yes of course…

But you said if you will ever have a bf that will be me..

Yr plz listen I like him… And he is very good towards me…

Don’t u fucking like me, m I not good towards you.. I love you since the day you came here to apply…. Or is it because he proposed you with a diamond ring and I did it with a rose?? He has four wheels and I have I have two….

Plz yr don’t be angry…. There is nothing like that..

Jus forget it…. Saying that he left without even listening to me…

Anchit started staying away from me n I too didn’t cared with Tejasv around me….

The final day of college….

I was enjoying the last day in the company of Tejasv and his friends and planned for the night out India Gate …..

Tejasv was drunk and was driving at comparatively high speed and was in no mood to slow down I too was enjoying the speed… All of a sudden he drove off a biker from the road and the biker fell on the divider … We were very nervous and decided To run away without even caring of the biker ….through this incident my parents came to know about Tejasv and after a lot of yes and no they agreed …. I along with Tejasv moved to Mumbai where he was supposed to handle his father’s office … His father is a builder and mainly works from Delhi only… So he went ahead and handled the Mumbai office.. He was good at leadership and handled it well.. But slowly slowly he started drinking like he used to ….

I went through a lot of miscarriages and was not in condition to conceive another baby… But I thought may be after getting a child Tejasv may give up all the bad habits ….

While I was pregnant with my son Ridan and was in the 7th month of pregnancy one day Tejasv went on gulping pegs after pegs and he asked me to bring more ….

I said its 12 in the night how am I suppose to go…. Cant you I am not in condition??

But he hadn’t listened even a single word and pushed me out of the home ….

For the whole night I was at the door of the apartment….

After two months of that incident I gave birth to my son…. I almost came out of the jaw of death as physically I was not able to bear the child…

I waited for two years for Tejasv to leave all the bad habits but there seem no improvement… I left him in the summer of 2013 after being married for almost seven years….

I wish I would not have rejected Anchit, probably I would not have got this much hurt…

That’s it …. My story…

You never tried to contact him through all these years… I asked

I searched each social network so that I can ask him to forgive me but he last visited his profile in back 2005… Messaged him a lot … But a reply will come when anyone will visit the profile, I am a government teacher in DAV Degree College and Bulandshahr is only because of Him… Shreya replied

I feel sorry for you… But do remain in contact I live in ghaziabad only…. I said and we exchanged contact numbers…

After that I started visiting her apartment playing with his son Ridaan became my weekend schedule.. She often visit my home to meet my parents….

A fine morning while sitting in my office my phone beeped and it was Shreya’s message on whatsapp… It read please come down to A-97 DM colony road…. Please its urgent…. The address was of her rented apartment ….

I ran up to there and asked her what’s the matter…

She showed me the message from Anchit which read …

Hey I missed being around you… Hope you are having a happy life with that bastard… How is your child(if have)… Wish you a great life ahead ….

Yogi see he messaged me on fb after around 10 long years…

Saying this she had tears in her eyes and she couldn’t control them. They rolled down her cheeks..

Ask him the number, I suggested

She sent her the message asking his number….

But no reply came, the day passed by and she havent stepped away from the computer,
Second day passed by, still no messages
Third, fourth like that the whole month but no messages…. She thought she has lost the contact with him for another seven years…

But she still is hopeful that one day he will message him…

She now seems somewhat lost … Her day starts with opening her fb and checking for his messages and ends with the same…. She has got dark circles around her eyes, by the day she hasn’t got any message she thought that she lost him but now she found him and again lost him…

Year passed by and one day she got fed up reading the same message again and again for the complete year… She closed herself in the room dropped down some wine through her throat and started shouting .. Ridaan got really scarred and rang me .. I went there…. She went mad …

Yelling all her frustration …. Can’t you forgive me, just a message , I don’t deserve this much.. I know I was at the wrong side of the river .. But you simply get aside this is what you call friendship..

Through the window hole on the wall closer to the roof I went inside and saw everything was laying down on the ground .. She thrown everything on the ground and was crying badly… I went closer to her to console her…

Yogi, dnt I deserve to be forgiven… I was mad, I know but I should get a chance to say sorry at least…

She walked towards the table and picks her laptop and was about to throw a message beeped …..

It was Anchit, his message read…

Hey baby doll 9891………… Dts my no…. Sorry for the late reply but no one here gets my phone recharged and as I m not able to walk no one even listens to me. Earlier I didn’t had the internet supporting phone . Whatever money I used to get I recharge my phone ….. Please don’t mind .. Sorry tc of yourself

After Reading the message she picked up d phone and dialed his no ….

We reached the address given by Anchit and were literally shocked after looking him….

He has lost both his legs in an accident….

How all this has happened ?? I asked him ..

It was the last day of my college I was returning back home a car hit me from the back and I fell on the divider…. I was not able to stand when a speedy truck ran over my lower half, I was there all through the night and no one came for the help n I lost enough blood .. Doctors ultimately have to knife down my legs… Till my father was alive I had no worries but after 2 years of my injury my father passed away leaving me helpless… I have enough property to live on but I couldn’t walk and couldn’t do anything .. Whatever they(brother & sister-in-law)are doing is much more…

Listening to all this Shreya ran out of the house I followed her….

What’s the deal now? I asked

You know whatever he is bearing is because of me, that night the car that hit him from behind was ours, she replied

Hey! Listen you can repent this by taking him with you or you can marry him.. I suggested .

After all the persuasions Anchit was ready to come with us to stay with Shreya..

His family was happy but pretended as if it was a shock for them…

After 2 years…

Its a happy family now.. Ridaan has got a father, Shreya got the one she deserved and repented for her mistakes and Anchit has got his life Shreya back in his life….

Shreya being a teacher attends college, Ridaan goes to school and Anchit being at home cooks for everyone…

Love never fades away… Although Shreya never told him that it was she that night who left her on the road but he knew it was her….

I always wanted you happy, I accept if separation is the cost… Love you Baby….

My Life : She fulled it :Change of Socety

December 5, 2014 / Forever / 0 Comments

After the drunk wedding episode Osheen’s parents decided to shift him to Singhania Global School, Hisar, a boarding school…. May be he will come out of the marsh he is in..

His mother’s eyes were full of tears since his birth he never slept away from her. If he had to pee he will say that too to his mother, how he will manage there, he didnot even knew how to wash underwear, whether the staff there will provide him lunch and diner on time, If some teacher here in school use to slap him the next day he/she used to face Osheen’s mother. In night Osheen use to sleep holding his mother, now if he will have some bad dream who will be there to comfort him. She was dwelled in thoughts, she never wanted him out of his sight, but she wanted him out of this swamp if sending there means, he will be out the marsh it is okay.

But on the other hand Osheen was happy inside. He can live without any fear, can smoke freely, may drink sometime and can do whatever he wants to.

Osheen reached his mother who was packing his bag for the hostel and had tears in eyes.

‘I will be okay Moma’ said Osheen wiping her tears.

‘Osheen please don’t do any such thing u did on Saanvi’s wedding, this time i saved you but now i will nopt be able to control your father, and don’t trouble anyone overthere, i don’t wanna listen that Osheen baba did this or that. You are my prince and behave like one. ‘ Instructed his mother.

The campus of Singhania Global was an eye opener. The lavish green 102 acres campus 60 kms away from the main city in the peaceful environment is a Co-Educational Institute with all the facilities students require.

‘Osheen mauj aa gyi teri to ‘ uttered Manuj his elder brother.

Osheen baba to mauj hi leta .. Said Osheen with a wink

‘Mauj vauj sab nikal jayegi jb dande padenge na pichvade pe’ said his father

‘Hmmmmm’. hummed Osheen

Anyway both brother and father left him in the hostel after chatting about his nature his likes and dislikes with the warden.

‘What was your father discussing with the warden’ asked Meet his immediate friend in SGS

‘My likes and dislikes’ said Osheen

‘As if that bhediya cares’uttered Meet

Meet was from Saharanpur and he joined SGS when he was in 1st standard.

‘ Meet come I wan you to met Osheen, Osheen is from Mahantpur and is in your class only, He will be sharing room with you and Kaifi ‘ enjoy your time boys. Bhediya left after the formal introduction.

He went up to the room arranged his shelf, The room was 1/4th of the room he was living in his village and the three beds were adjusted in that, that marely left any space in the room.

‘How many students read over here’ asked Osheen as all three were sitting after the Intros.

‘May be 10,000 or above’ said Kaifi

‘Have you not gone through the prospectus’ asked Meet

‘I did but didnot trust ‘ said Osheen.

‘Lets sleep we have class tomorow you being new may get relaxation for late coming but we will not’ advised Meet.

Next Day:

‘Guys this is Osheen from Mahantpur He is your new classmate, Be friendly with him’ said Ms Pooja as she introduced him to the whole class.

‘Osheen please take you seat’ Ms Pooja said.

‘Bhenchod, londiya b h yahan to’ Osheen said to Meet.

‘ssshhh slowly’ said Meet

‘Yr mauj kat jani h’ said Osheen

Tuje ni pta tha yahan ladkiya b padhti ha’ asked Meet

‘Na, mje bs yhi pta tha koi sada sa hostel hoga, jahan daru cigarette bajti hogi’ replied Osheen

‘bs yahi ni hota baki sb kuch hota h’ said Meet

‘Both of you please be quite’ Ms.Pooja said.

The year passed by in getting to know each other and somehow Osheen passed class 5th exams. Now he has couple of fiends here.

He being the impaired was now considered the leader of them all. Slowly and steadily Meet and Kaifi also started abusing like Osheen use to.

Osheen is now in sixth standard and now he has the license to wear full pants, in SGS upto class 5th it was compulsion that you have to wear half pants only.

He implemented its meaning as he is grown up now.

‘Abe use mat dekho tumhari bhabi h’ Osheen instructed Meet and Kaifi the very first day of the session pointing towards Tulika.

‘Fine’ Both said in unison

They started sitting on the seat next to Tulika in the third row from left of the class. But she was a topper and he was not even the topper from the bottom so a hesitation that every guy has before first proposal was there. Like that the year passed by…..

Now Osheen is promoted to class 7th but still at the same level. Used to sit beside her in the Third row from the left but without uttering a single word.

‘Yaar m tujhe kahu jaa use thapad mar de tu krdega but use bolne me fatti hai’ Meet took a pick at him

‘Vo apne jaisi ni hai yr’ defended Osheen

‘Vo mere type ki hai ‘ Kaifi comes down to the middle

‘Haan tu bda latsab h na’ Osheen said

‘tomorrow your brother is going to propose that Sweet Tulika’ Kaifi said standing and declairing

‘Dekh lenge’ Osheen and Meet said in Unison.

Its bright sunny day and the school was not even started Kaifi approached Tulika and took her aside from her friends and started talking. Meet and Osheen were standing at some distance and Osheen was all sweating with reddish face as if some one has put a lighted matchstick in his pants….

‘Ho gyi setting’ asked Meet

‘Its Kaifi’s jalwa’ Kaifi answered acting smartly.

days passed by and the same routine Kaifi use to talk to Tulika whenever he gets time like before/after school in the lunch breaks and Osheen was all burnt up in jealousy but he never tried to ask Kaifi or Tulika what was going between them. He almost stopped talking to Kaifi.

‘Hey buddy, what happened everything is normal between us na’ asked Kaifi

Huh! What do you expect’ Osheen replied annoyingly

‘I expect everything to be normal’ said Kaifi

‘It is’ replied Osheen

Kaifi started sitting beside Tulika on the same seat abd they would laugh and touch the whole day and in middle of that Kaifi would sometime wink at Osheen and Meet just to tease them.Osheen was getting very much affected by all this he started sitting at the last bench just to avoid Kaifi and Tulika. In the middle of this one day Osheen found Tulika and Kaifi by the side of water cooler.Water cooler was the place where all the couples of junior section can be found kissing. and being the juniors no one doubted them.

This whole incident took Osheen away from Kaifi. Kaifi who once use to be his best buddy now turned into
the stranger . Now, they hardly talk. As Kaifi comes to talk Osheen leaves, If both Meet and Osheen are sitting together and Kaifi comes and sits in between them than Osheen will leave and will be found sitting somewhere alone or among the smokers. Problem was not that he loved Tulika and Kaifi took her away, Infact he never loved her, he always wanted to come in between her legs… the only problem as per him was that Kaifi betrayed the friendship.

He never tried to confront Tulika or Kaifi regarding the same but he could not control him and one day he went up to Kaifi in the class while he was sitting beside Tulika and punched him hard on his face and Kaifi started bleeding there was blood and blood all over the bench and other students including Meet took him to the Medical room.

In the evening when his friends tried to ask him what actually the matter was.. He excused them..

‘That Bhenchod was tring to tease me’ said Osheen

‘I never did’ said Kaifi

‘than why daily you use to wink me while sitting with that whore’ asked Osheen

‘Dont call her a whore and I will prove that there is nothing between me and tulika’ defended Kaifi.

‘Haan dekh lenge’ said Osheen

‘Kaifi whats the matter is’ asked Meet taking him away from the others

‘nothing yr, that innocent girl likes him’ said Kaifi

‘ that wtf are you doing with her for the past one year’ asked Meet

‘She wanted that Osheen would come up and confess his love for her’ replied Kaifi.

‘Prove it’ asked Meet

‘tomorrow I willl’ said Kaifi

Next Day……

‘Hey Tulika’ shouted Kaifi from behind

‘Oh Hi! How is your nose now’ asked Tulika

Better, Meet my friends…. said Kaifi

‘Hello Meet, and you still call him a friend Monster’ Tulika Greeted Meet & Osheen.

‘Do you still want me to stay’ Osheen asked Meet

‘Please’ said Meet
‘Tulika can we talk’ asked meet

‘Sure, what about’ Tulika replied

‘Nothing just like that’ said Meet
‘Kaifi you stay over her’ asked Meet

‘Do you like Osheen’ asked Osheen taking her away from them

‘Yeah I do… But does he care about that’ Tulika asked back

‘I will make him understand, He is a good guy’ replied Meet

‘He would have been a good guy than he would have trusted his friend, but he went ahead, the first day when Kaifi interacted with me that day only he told me that Osheen likes me, but I stopped him from telling Osheen that I too like that Idiot ‘ said Tulika

‘ Fine, You go to class I will take care of them both’ said Meet

Bye! Bye! they both wished each other…..

Same day evening…

Now every thing is clear bhai, you both shake hands and hug…. I dont want any chudapa here… asked Meet

They hugged each other and Osheen said sorry…

Next Day……

‘Hi I am Osheen from your class only and I like you’ finally he uttered something in front of Tulika.

‘No you first go and beat some more students’ said Tulika

‘I am sorry for whatever has happened’ replied Osheen

finally after half an hour of arguments Tulika became normal.

Its been a complete year sice both Osheen and Tulika are together. They are together in class, canteen, library, playground and sometimes near water cooler as well…now it seems like Osheen is the synonym of Tulika and vice-versa. their friends call up Osheen and Tulika replies & same in case of Tulika… Now Kaifi has also managed to lured one of Tulika’s friend…..

Summer Holidays…..

Every one went to their homes in the vacations and Osheen managed to take Tulika’s number.. His nights are going sleepless and in the day they are chatting continuously over the messages…

After Holidays….

Class 9th….

Friends of Osheen are excited to have a glimpse of the girl from Osheen’s hometown Mahantpur….. after Osheen she is the second student from mahantpur….. She along with her siblings joined SGS during holidays only….. She is in class 7th….

Continued…..

My Life : She fulled it : The young brat

December 2, 2014 / Forever / 0 Comments

One Year Later:

Osheen was now turning into scamp boy. putting glass under girls seats, throwing pencils in front of their seats. He was going much ahead of his age and all was because of his friends they were much elder to him. A boy of 4th standard has found friends in class 9th and 10th. He was not even knowing what all these things meant but as his friends find it interesting he too started liking it.

If you will kiss Anaya i will give you 10 rupees said Osheen to one of his friend Bhura* from 4th standard only.

Vihaan was refereed as Bhura because of his much whiter complexion and was among his few friends from his class.

‘Rehn de yaar kyu pitva ra’ urged Bhura

‘Kuch na hora, dekh abhi krke aata hu’ said Osheen

Osheen approached Anaya and hold her by her waist and shakes her as if he was in a fighting mood. Anaya protested and tried to get released from his grip and the midst of all this Osheen planted a kiss on Anaya’s cheek.

‘dekha beta papa g ka kamal’ Osheen said it with an attitude.

although he didnt knew what actually a ‘papa’ meant. He was jus showing how great he is he can do anything. He was getting too much involved in such things, ruining his studies, wasting money even ruining himself as he started trying his hands at smoking.

the year passed by and instead of improvement Osheen was getting diluted with the inane environment he was breathing. He was in the company which can only take him towards the fall.

Now his elder brother who was keeping him away from the company of his friends left the school and was shifted to a more reputed school in the city.

He even started stealing money from his fathers pocket. He use to steal it and his so called friends use to enjoy over that. No one was there to help him from getting decomposed in that society, the only hope his brother too left.

In the midst of all his cousin Saanvi was getting married and the complete family was in no mood to leave any stone unturned so the preparations were going at war footing. While elders were busy with the preparations Osheen and his cousins were busy in discussing the dress and other enjoyments they were to take on wedding day.

But Osheen and one of his cousin Aditya had other plans for the day. Although Aditya was two and a half year elder to him but they always remained as friends since their childhood.

Finally the day come and all the relatives and friends gathered for the marriage of Saanvi. Celebrations were on cloud nine and barat was about to arrive.

Osheen and Aditya were escaping with their to some lonely place….

‘Osheen Baba has made some arrangements to make your day guys’ Osheen yelled.

Osheen has arranged booze for friends and himself. After drinks they all went to the party area and started dancing and his brother smelled something foul…………

Continued…..