Posted by Zabi | Posted on 03:14
Disclaimer: All the content written below is hardly fictional and any reference made to a person living or dead is purely intentional.
I have written a story based on a real life incident. However it is not entirely true, as the real life put as it is might not be very interesting and readable. So slightly adjusted it a bit. Enjoy!
Note: I might have screwed the English grammar at places, but kindly let me know if you have patience. It will help me in my GMAT prep.
People around me always wonder what a strange creature I Am. I have been told a number of times by my friends, “Hey! You don’t know what love is. You can never fall in love!!” Their concerns cannot be dismissed owing to my past history of remaining single. But to everyone’s astonishment I have to reveal the truth now. I fell in love once and very much experienced it. It happened about a few years back. If you know me then u might be wondering that it can’t be true. For an exhibitionist like me it is difficult for my friends to believe that an incident like that can stay a secret for such a long time. But In this love story there is some thing special, which made me hide it in the deepest layers of my heart, for so long. But now I have decided to reveal it to every one as my inner self incites me to unveil such a titillating tale. I am delighted in unveiling my sensual romantic experiences. So here I begin.
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Chapter 1:Some where in June 2005.
I just came into the final year of engineering. Like every other engineering student I was aspiring to clear any the competitive exams. Lots of options were available to choose like GRE, CAT, GATE, Toelfl and bullshit. I was going haywire for a while, deciding the right kind of test for me. Unlike other normal people would do, I was not considering the fact that how tough these exams actually were and how much effort needs to be given for each. Hey!! I am little abnormal, so I was thinking differently. When I think of GRE I imagine myself enjoying in US with 100k salary and when I think of CAT or GATE, I imagine my self chilling out in the campus of IIM A or IIT (Hey! I believe in dreaming big or should I say only dreaming). All options were equally good when I dream about them. That’s why so much of confusion.
I wanted to do something, but how to decide? I have to get an answer soon. In college days most of us want to do every possible thing and prove ourselves, we invest ourselves with all our enthusiasm in just thinking but actually end up doing nothing. So my dear friend, why should I be any different from the most of you and be abnormal all the time?
One fine day after discussing with my room mate for hours I just picked GRE of all exams because my friend convinced me somehow this is the best for me. Just imagine going to office in a audi sipping coke that too in US. Amazing! isn’t it. One more reason for me choosing GRE was that I’ll be getting constant motivation from my roomie, since he is brilliant and all. After we (My friend) took a firm decision, it was time for to start our preparation.
My rommie decided to have an internet connection as it will be of great assistance in gathering required material and giving online practice tests for GRE. This internet, I thought, is a free key to the door to the knowledge of all sorts. I just have to turn the key and all the knowledge in this world is mine. Ha ha!! Sounds fantastic!! Isn’t it? But I am not too greedy to steal all the knowledge of this world, so felt I’ll just suffice myself with little knowledge required for GRE preparation as of now. Internet then appeared to me as boon rather than bane. I tried to find all benefits that internet might provide me especially for justifying the cost I invested of getting an internet connection in my room. I was very sure then that it would change my life. Now I know for sure that it actually did.
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Chapter 2:After one month.
On that night I was desperately waiting for my turn to get the computer as I was sharing it with my friend. He was giving a GRE practice test during that time. A little frustrated I asked him is it over? Equally frustrated he uttered “Wait!”.
My frustration was far more different than his. He has got right reasons to frustrate and I got all the wrong ones. He wasn’t appreciating my use of the system. He knows, I got this incurable bug of “OBSESSIVE ONLINE CHATTING”.
One fine day after discussing with my room mate for hours I just picked GRE of all exams because my friend convinced me somehow this is the best for me. Just imagine going to office in a audi sipping coke that too in US. Amazing! isn’t it. One more reason for me choosing GRE was that I’ll be getting constant motivation from my roomie, since he is brilliant and all. After we (My friend) took a firm decision, it was time for to start our preparation.
My rommie decided to have an internet connection as it will be of great assistance in gathering required material and giving online practice tests for GRE. This internet, I thought, is a free key to the door to the knowledge of all sorts. I just have to turn the key and all the knowledge in this world is mine. Ha ha!! Sounds fantastic!! Isn’t it? But I am not too greedy to steal all the knowledge of this world, so felt I’ll just suffice myself with little knowledge required for GRE preparation as of now. Internet then appeared to me as boon rather than bane. I tried to find all benefits that internet might provide me especially for justifying the cost I invested of getting an internet connection in my room. I was very sure then that it would change my life. Now I know for sure that it actually did.
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Chapter 2:After one month.
On that night I was desperately waiting for my turn to get the computer as I was sharing it with my friend. He was giving a GRE practice test during that time. A little frustrated I asked him is it over? Equally frustrated he uttered “Wait!”.
My frustration was far more different than his. He has got right reasons to frustrate and I got all the wrong ones. He wasn’t appreciating my use of the system. He knows, I got this incurable bug of “OBSESSIVE ONLINE CHATTING”.
Finally I got the system. Without wasting a minute I logged into the yahoo messenger. I don’t even notice what my friend was doing now. I logged into some “Indian” room and lost myself. Even a nuclear blast will not divert my attention now. I have lost in touch with real world and stepped into a virtual world.
I went through all the ID’s present in the room and then clicking each ID that I felt remotely feminine like “flower4u”, “MS_subbalakshmilove”, “beautyQueen123$” etc. and typed the question “ASL?”, and close. When I finish pinging all ID’s of a room I’d go into another room and repeat the same whole thing.
To get a gal to chat with you in the internet is like fishing in the pond but there is one difference, while fishing if a fish is caught, its all yours , but in this case even if u get some gal to chat with, its difficult to keep hold of her. She might get bored or annoyed at the slightest remark made and ignore you totally.
That day I felt very unlucky. I tried almost for an hour at various chat rooms but didn’t get a single gal that day. I started wondering what happened to all the ladies in yahoo. Being bored, I then thought of my room mate. We were not talking much to each other much as we did before. Its not that we are not in good terms, but used spend most of time on, or waiting for the system. Either he would be busy using the computer for all good purposes, or I’d be busy using it fishing chicks. Finally I decided to spend some time talking to him. I turned my head around but he was no where to be found. Might be after seeing me in a state oblivious to the surroundings and engrossed in the stupid activity of chatting, he might have gone out to chill.
Feeling guilty of pissing my friend off, I was about close yahoo messenger. Just then, right that very moment, a window popped open. I looked for the ID. It showed “Shaheen_banu”, a gal that to a beautiful name. For some strange reason I felt that this must be gal and should be as beautiful as her name. All gloomy thoughts got cleared off my mind.
The message in there said “Hi”. With enthusiasm filled in me I replied
I went through all the ID’s present in the room and then clicking each ID that I felt remotely feminine like “flower4u”, “MS_subbalakshmilove”, “beautyQueen123$” etc. and typed the question “ASL?”, and close. When I finish pinging all ID’s of a room I’d go into another room and repeat the same whole thing.
To get a gal to chat with you in the internet is like fishing in the pond but there is one difference, while fishing if a fish is caught, its all yours , but in this case even if u get some gal to chat with, its difficult to keep hold of her. She might get bored or annoyed at the slightest remark made and ignore you totally.
That day I felt very unlucky. I tried almost for an hour at various chat rooms but didn’t get a single gal that day. I started wondering what happened to all the ladies in yahoo. Being bored, I then thought of my room mate. We were not talking much to each other much as we did before. Its not that we are not in good terms, but used spend most of time on, or waiting for the system. Either he would be busy using the computer for all good purposes, or I’d be busy using it fishing chicks. Finally I decided to spend some time talking to him. I turned my head around but he was no where to be found. Might be after seeing me in a state oblivious to the surroundings and engrossed in the stupid activity of chatting, he might have gone out to chill.
Feeling guilty of pissing my friend off, I was about close yahoo messenger. Just then, right that very moment, a window popped open. I looked for the ID. It showed “Shaheen_banu”, a gal that to a beautiful name. For some strange reason I felt that this must be gal and should be as beautiful as her name. All gloomy thoughts got cleared off my mind.
The message in there said “Hi”. With enthusiasm filled in me I replied
“ASL PLS?”.
“18/f”
was the reply.
Chapter 3: Spark ignites the fire
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She made that day of mine. Then I started asking all her details as if an interviewer would ask a candidate. It all went boring. I got to know a few things about her. We both were from the same home town, and she was a student like me and a little younger.
I started to feel that this chick might slip out of my hand unless I start some thing interesting to chat. Nothing came to my mind. Then I asked her if she wanted to know anything about me. Then the answer she gave surprised me. Our conversation went on like this,
Shaheen_Banu:I already know abt u zabi.
Really, but how can u possibly? We just met r8?
Shaheen_Banu: Hey Idiot!! I actually know everything about u before we started chatting.
(For the first time the word Idiot appeared sweet to me. Trust me, if a gal calls u Idiot in that way, you’ll really feel good about it. After that you might start behaving like real idiot also.)
Well then you are not any random gal from some yahoo room as I was guessing. How did get my ID then?
Shaheen_Banu: I have my sources dear. I am kept informed of what you are doing in your college and all your other details.
What sources you are talking about? Are u James Bond’s sister? And why are you spying on me?
Shaheen_Banu: Do you want me to be your sister now?
Hell! No.
Shaheen_Banu: Then shut up
But how come I don’t know any shaheen banu but some shaheen banu knows me. I am not so popular of a guy in college.
Shaheen_Banu: But you are quite popular guy in your home town dear. You parents own a school there and almost everybody knows you in that town or atleast those who had studied in your school. You can’t possibly know everyone, who might know you. I am one such unlucky fan of yours.
(Guess she was right. I can’t remember some thousands of students who studied in our school throughout all these years. At the most I could remember my class mates and few popular students.)
So you know my home town and also the fact that we own a school. Actually very few people in my college know these details so I am smart enough to guess you must be someone from my hometown.
Shaheen_Banu: You are a smart idiot!! That’s why I am your fan. (I blushed again. I got 2 reasons here. The first one, she called me “smart” and I should be happy, and the second one, she called me an “Idiot” which makes me happy. You must now be thinking what an idiot. But I am happy to say, I have become one).
Oh really!! So why don’t u call and talk to me if you are my fan. Take my number and give me a call.
Shaheen_Banu: No zabi, I am actually scared of talking to you directly. What if you don’t get impressed with me. I can chat better than I could talk. So let’s first, understand each other and get comfortable. If we like each other then probably we can exchange phone numbers and then if possible, we’ll meet.
(I already started liking her by then. She is a fan of mine so I don’t have to try very hard to impress her more.)
This my dear, sounds like a fantastic idea. So let’s chat.
First tell me one thing, Are u really some gal that I don’t know, and that to a fan of mine. I am not Sharukh khan you know, to have such a fan.
Shaheen_Banu: You are my Sharukh khan, zabi.
(I started blushing and smiling at the same time. This is the best ever compliment I got from anyone).
Oh really? Why don’t you become my priety zinta then? I want to give a little promotion from just being a mere fan of mine. Would you like to take this offer?
Shaheen_Banu: “Blushing smiley”. Why not!!
Then lets meet and romance like them. ;)
Shaheen_Banu: No dear. Not so fast. You still don’t know much about me. First you try to know me, understand me well, then if you like me, we shall meet.
Why not meet now. We can understand each other even better.
Shaheen_Banu: Haven’t you just said that I am your priety zinta.
Yes dear, and you said I am your shahrukh na..
Shaheen_Banu: Yes you are my dear. Did you watch veer-zara in which they both acted?
Yes I did. I was just thinking of a gr8 song from that movie imagining you and me in it.
Shaheen_Banu: Stop dreaming now. In that movie two of them didn’t meet until climax. They were in true love. So try to take some inspiration from that as well.
(True love?? My foot. I never liked that movie in first place. Even I didn’t watch that stupid movie till climax. But I felt like this fish would slip out of my hand if some thing is not done immediately. It’s time to act smart.)
Yeah! Yeah! What a beautiful movie it was. It has really shown what is all about. Not for love but I can wait for you. I want to know more about u then.
(Pathetic lie, isn’t it?)
Shaheen_Banu: So tell me what do you wanna know about me then?
Well, Tell me, are u beautiful?
Shaheen_Banu: You know zabi, by asking this question you have proved that you are just like any other guy, only interested in mere external appearance of a gal. There is nothing special about that.
Shaheen_Banu: I dint expect this will be the first thing u want to know about me.
(I started wondering, what if she is not beautiful, shall I let this fish slip through my fist. But I felt a little bad that I am being too insensible and for thinking like a jerk. Well shaheen seemed to be an amazing gal and most importantly a secret fan of an ordinary guy like me. I can adore her just for that sole reason. I shouldn’t really care about what she looks like.)
I am very sorry for asking such a stupid question. I am a guy and can’t help thinking like that. And you have to accept me for that. Anyways now you don’t really have to tell me whether you are beautiful or not. I don’t care now.
Shaheen_Banu: Well thanks for a matured response. (Hurrah!! Somebody called me matured for the very first time I think.)
Shaheen_Banu: And for your kind information, I am very beautiful. But that doesn’t mean you start behaving like a regular guy again and embarrass me.
Of course not, My lady!! Can I see a pic of royal highness!!
Shaheen_Banu: What the hell was that!! Why are you speaking like this..
Being matured I guess.
Shaheen_Banu: Actually being stupid I guess
Lolz.
Shaheen_Banu: Well are you secretly wishing this fan of yours to be really very beautiful?
Yes.
Shaheen_Banu: You guys will never change.
That’s one reason why you gals like us r8, because we are guys.
I just got a doubt. You said, you are from my home town r8. Howcome I don’t know some one called shaheen banu who is exceptionally beautiful and also a fan of mine. I hardly miss noticing any beautiful gal around me and always get to know her name first.
Shaheen_Banu: How should I know dear? But I was always around you.
Did I ever saw you?
Shaheen_Banu: Yes you did some times and always used to open your mouth wide while watching me. lolz.
(I was little shocked. I have this habit of keeping my mouth wide open while watching a gal. My guy friends didn’t know this because they’ll be busy watching the gal along with me. This revelation by her confirmed that she must be a gal that too beautiful. Also I don’t really open my mouth unless I see a very beautiful gal. This is the only conclusion I found apt at that moment.)
Well you got me there. But I can never believe that I could forget such a beautiful gal. I must at least know your name if you were around me for real. I don’t think your name is shaheen banu because I have never heard such a name. So tell me the truth.
Shaheen_Banu: Well dear you are really smart. You figured it out a bit. It’s not my real name and let my identity be a suspense for a little while. I am beautiful and what else a guy needs to fall in love.
Wait a minute. Did u just say love? So do you want me to fall in love with you? Is this what it is all about?
Shaheen_Banu: Blushing smiley.
So I am guessing you are not just a fan of mine. It’s more than that r8?
Shaheen_Banu: Yes zabi. It was always more than that. But I was scared to let you know fearing rejection, incase you didn’t like me.
Shaheen_Banu: I cannot wait for any longer. I’ll say it now.
Shaheen_Banu: I
Shaheen_Banu: Love
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buzz!
Shaheen_Banu: You!!!!
(My heart stopped beating for 5 secs. Those are 3 magical words. The very feeling of someone loving you is very thrilling.
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Shaheen_Banu: Well what is your reply, zabi? Hope you are not very angry for expressing my true feelings to you so soon.
How can I say no to a beautiful gal like you?
(Wait a minute!! I didn’t see her yet. That was one of the stupidest things I ever said. Now do you I understand how love makes someone blind?)
I also love you dear.
Shaheen_Banu: Thanks zabi.
You are welcome dear.
Shaheen_Banu: Sorry zabi, I got to go now. I wish I can talk to you all night but our souls got to part for now. Its getting late and my parents will not be very happy if I chat late nights.
Hey please stay for some more time. We just proposed each other. How can you just leave like that?
Shaheen_Banu: Sorrry zabi. Catch you tomorrow. Come online at the same time.
Shaheen_Banu: Please don’t mind
Shaheen_Banu: Sweet dreams!!
Shaheen_Banu: Bye.
Shaheen_banu is offline.
Wow!! Am I in love? Just 3 hrs back, I was a normal person, frustrated with all things. But now I have already fallen in love, proposed a gal in just 3 hrs. I just fell in love at my finger tips. This is unbelievable. This is called new-age, high tech love. God!! World has changed. I was really very thankful to the creator of internet for providing an effortless way to fall in love.
I closed my eyes, lay on my sleeping chair and started thinking about my dream gal alias shaheen banu. I tried to recollect all beautiful faces that I had ever seen in my town trying to find shaheen banu’s face in them. I couldn’t figure it out, which one of those is hers. Finally I gave up and started to imagine the most beautiful face that I can for that moment and called it shaheen banu. She resembled my favorite actress Angelina Jolie. I felt exulted. Then there was some sort of disturbance in my surroundings to which I was in no mood to react to. I was too much elated in this dream to be bothered by something.
PHAT!!!!
I suddenly felt a surge of pain on my head. I opened my eyes. There stood my friend ready to give another one, if I don’t wake up.
“Dint you listen while I was shouting at outside? Let’s go for dinner.”
I was in no mood to get back to my friend and spoil the fervor that my first love has just created. The ecstasy and passion were riding high. Also he is stronger than me to mess with so I gave him a smile implying truce. And we went out for having dinner.
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Chapter 4:After a couple of months.
I have been chatting with shaheen almost every day. A strong connection has been formed by then between both of us. I have become more matured than ever. A respect has evolved in me, for the fairer race. No more commenting gals, no dirty gossip with friends. A few friends of mine were relieved to notice that I am no more of a jerk but a few of friends apprehended the sudden change in me. But I didn’t have any complaints with the developments that took place in me. It was refreshing. After all it’s my first love.
I also told about shaheen to all my friends. I went ga ga over finding a new gal friend over net. You’d obviously want to share such an importing thing about your life unless you have some bad intentions to conceal them from others but my feelings for her were evidently genuine. Among all, my roomie got the opportunity to listen to all of my romantic thoughts about her. We guys don’t share as much as gals do, but every now and then, we had our little chit chat. Whenever I tried to share something he’d patiently listen, but some thing or the other would soon came out from him which would irritate me. If nothing came then at least a look that stupefied me. But he was sensible enough not to irritate me too much. A guy in love will tolerate anything but not a word against it.
However I started to feel that this relation ship was a bit unsettled. I still didn’t meet shaheen and didn’t even know her real name. Whenever I talk about seeing each other, she agrees first but soon convinces me that time is not the right and we have to wait more and enjoy this self imposed moments of separation to sprout deep love within us. Every thing she used to say, sounded like a gospel to me. First love is truly magical; moreover keep in mind the fact that “love is blind”.
I used to spend hours chatting with her. Meanwhile I screwed my GRE preparation and all my internal exams, and also wasted all of the time that I could have utilized in other useful activities. I convinced myself that there is nothing wrong. I am in love, and it is the rarest of feelings so heavenly that one should not miss experiencing it at the cost of worldly things and those will last for a life time.
Finally, I decided its time to move our relationship to the next level. We should meet now, and it is the only way to strengthen our ties even more. That day I was determined that I’d convince her. I have put a lot into this relationship and its time get some back.
I was eagerly waiting for her to come online. That day I decided not to flirt and not to melt over her sweet smileys. My friend is also there in room, chilling. Then suddenly a window popped-up.
Shaheen banu is online.
hi
Shaheen_Banu: Hi dear,
Stop calling me that.
Shaheen_Banu: What.
I don’t think I am any dearer 2 u anymore.
Shaheen_Banu: My sweet heart is angry today. Why did you fight with anyone?
No yaar. I am upset about your mysterious behavior. It’s been very long since we started chating. I am becoming quite restless now over meeting you. At least talk to me on phone.
Shaheen_Banu: I’d love to but I don’t have a cell phone yaar. I can’t talk to you at this hour.
Don’t give me stupid excuses.
Shaheen_Banu: Please sweetie, try to understand. Did you forget what we have decided upon?
Well don’t gimme that crap again. That doesn’t sound logical anymore.
Shaheen_Banu: Calm down darling your patience will be rewarded.
Can I ask you when?
Shaheen_Banu: Very soon. I too feel we should meet now.
Really, I am very excited about that.
Tell me for sure, when we should meet?
Shaheen_Banu: Probably this weekend at lakdikapul.
Really, its hard to believe you agreed to it, finally.
So you said my patience will be rewarded right? So what is my reward?
Shaheen_Banu: You tell me darling, anything you want.
How about you gimme a kiss?
Shaheen_Banu: Kiss smiley.
Not this one dear, the real one you know, where you have to touch your lips with mine. Not this yahoo kiss, which you deliver it just by pressing a key of your computer that too with out passion.
I am talking about some real passion here baby.
Shaheen_Banu: Zabi. Shut up!! Show some chivalry. Be nice to a gal especially yours. O.K
Fine, sorry my gal but we are meeting na.
Shaheen_Banu: Ya, sure. Don’t worry; I’ll give a small treat also.
Really! What is that? Nothing beats the first kiss you know.
Shaheen_Banu: Hmmm. Fine I’ll give you a kiss, but not at the place where you are expecting it.
Hurrah. Really? But this is bad. you don’t want a kiss on lips.
Shaheen_Banu: Ya, but I can kiss you on cheek and that to on one condition.
Ohh cumon. No more stupid conditions dear.
Shaheen_Banu: Well there should be and that is, you should behave yourself when we meet, O.K.
Yeah sure! For a kiss I can do any thing dear. I’ll make sure you’ll meet the most chivalrous guy of your life. Atleast until you kiss me. Ha ha.
Shaheen_Banu: I said be nice. Show some chivalry now other wise I’ll cancel all plans.
O.K, O.K, sure.
So where shall we meet?
Shaheen_Banu: Niloufer café, Lakdi ka pul on Saturday, at 5 pm.
What an irani café? Are you sure u wanna kiss me there? It’s a crowded place
Shaheen_Banu: Dumbo, it’s just a prominent land mark which is easy to find. We’ll meet there and then can go somewhere else. Stop thinking about kissing me. I feel you are more excited about kissing me rather than meeting me. About kiss I’ll see if the situation permits. But the big thing is we are going to meet, finally. Isn’t it?
Ya, I am very much excited to meet you. I want to know which beautiful gal from my hometown has made me go crazy after her. I am still in suspense. I am also pretty excited about that.
Shaheen_Banu: I am sure you will sure be surprised to see who actually I am.
Tell me na who are you? Atleast gimme your name.
Shaheen_Banu: Well you have waited this long, let that be a surprise na.
O.K I can have a little more patience
Shaheen_Banu: K bye dear. Time to leave. Didn’t have dinner.
K bye dear. Before you go, just give one more yahoo kiss.
Shaheen_Banu: Blushing smiley.
Shaheen_Banu: Kiss smiley.
Thanks dear. Bye.
WOW!! I shouted loud. Finally I am being rewarded for my patience.
My friend started looking at me and his eyes also fell onto the computer screen where the yahoo messenger window was open. My friend asked “Chatting with shaheen?”
“Yes, and you know what, we are going to meet finally.”
He said, ”cool then. So what are you planning to do?”.
“Probably, I’ll get a rose, and buy a nice gift for her”.
He remarked,”That should be nice. Wouldn’t that be too filmy or should I say “stupid” in other words?”
I replied “this is called, being romantic dear.” Anyways I didn’t want to argue with him. I was just about to signoff, and get lost into the stream of thoughts about her.
A window popped open just then.
Shaheen_Banu: Aaj bahut mazaa ayya. Zabi ko mast bewakoof bana raha tha.
A message from shaheen banu.
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Chapter 5:AfterMath...
Being shocked, I looked at my friend unable to understand what just happened, and he in turn looked at me.
My friend started laughing like a Ravan in Ramayan. He figured it out, that I have been bamboozled into a dumb head.
I read the words in the window a little louder. “Aaj bahut mazaa ayya. Zabi ko mast bewakoof bana raha tha.
The last sentence cleared all my delusions. “Zabi ko bewakoof bana raha tha” means “I (male) was fooling around with zabi”. I got more clarity especially because of the gender specification of Hindi language in its grammar. For a moment I wished it should at least have been “Rahi thi” instead of “raha tha”. But it’s of no use. Cat is of out of the bag now.
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With anger burning out, clenching my teeth and my with my friend still laughing, pretty much on ground this time, holding his stomach, I replied to him/her.
Who the f**k are you? Tell me right now
Shaheen_Banu: Hey what happened to you? You just pretended to be the most chivalrous guy in the whole world. What is this now? You better behave yourself.
Ass***e! You have not noticed that you did send a message to me instead of your f**king friend.
The game is over baby.
Shaheen_Banu: Hahahaha. So you finally got to know.
Shaheen_Banu: However, come to nilofer café on Saturday, if possible. You can still kiss my a**!!
How about you show me your a** and I’ll f**k it. Just dare tell me who are.
Shaheen_Banu: That you can never guess and I’ll never let you know.
Shaheen_Banu: I wanted to see your a** at at nilofer café and catch a million dollar expression. I am little disappointed now that you have found it out. However all the time I spent fooling you is worth every minute of it.
Mother ******, ********, **** *****, *********.
Shaheen_Banu: Hahaha. I don’t mind.
I at least wanted to know his name. So I started changing the intensity of my words to hide the anger.
Well dear you are one smart fellow. I am little angry but also little surprised. Nice try. I appreciate your talent. I too had fun, May I know which talented friend of mine has done this.
Shaheen_Banu: You still call me dear after all this. Hahaha.
Shaheen_Banu: Anyways you spoiled the excellent climax that I planned for you. Now I’ll keep you frustrated all your life. You never are going to know who I am.
Shaheen_Banu: I am ignoring your mail ID. Have fun.
Shaheen_Banu: Adieu.
Shaheen_banu is offline.
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Prolouge......
I felt like I have been hit hard on my groin. My roomie understood the situation. He stopped laughing and tried to calm my nerves. All the things that I screwed up in last few months surfaced before me, the GRE preparation that I messed, the Internals that I screwed, and the time that I wasted that which have been utilized in many ways. Finally with just 2 weeks to go for the final exams my balls started vibrating by then.
I suddenly felt angry at every thing. This internet, the computer, my room, this world and most importantly I was angry with myself for being such a jack ass. All the moments I spent enjoying with this so called shaheen started to reappear before me only to torment me and left mental anguish. I wanted to curse god too, but I realized that may be he is the one who saved my a**. I just imagined myself standing at a crowded irani cafe, all dressed up, holding a rose in one hand and a nicely packed gift in another, dreaming how my real first kiss is going to be, having no fanciest idea of the booby trap laid by a cracker jack of crooked kind, waiting to screw me hard. I felt relieved that I got saved luckily from a disaster waiting to happen. I heartily thanked god for that.
I still couldn’t believe how can a person be so devious, to afflict so much pain and trauma into someone else’s life. He wasted almost the same time as I did in this entire episode. Almost 3 months fiddled away, the most precious 3 months of my life. I would have prepared for GRE and most probably might have gone to U.S. I couldn’t guess who can do such a bad thing to me. What happened hasn’t been done just for fun. That person should really bear a grudge against me. I don’t remember giving such pain to anyone I know, in my entire life. I know I am equally responsible for this than any body else for letting such a disaster happen to me.
I’d never want to know who shaheen really was. If I ever knew about the real person beneath shaheen’s mask, I’m sure I’ll end up doing some thing drastic. It must be a person I am friends with. I don’t wanna get more disappointed knowing that this has been done by some friend.
Finally I calmed down myself thinking this incident would teach me a lesson। This has helped me understand this world better and be careful of all sorts of bastard s around me. Some thing like this has been happening to me every time all along my life. When I wanted something very bad, I never got it, instead have been kicked hard on my groin and left to suffer. I am still living in the screwed phase of my life, hoping to get out of it soon. This incident has sickened my inner self. I thought sharing this would help me overcome my agony.
I also learned one thing about love। It is also just like any other human phenomena which includes two things, give and take। I simply never fell in real love might be because I was never ready to give anything. So when I got something, for absolutely nothing, I felt really lucky and went all over it, just to make a big fool of myself in the end. There is no one who can love you unconditionally except your mother.
I got over it now. Luckily I somehow got placed in an Indian MNC during that period. I never had plans initially to join but had nothing left to do. So I joined. I still chat but am careful enough not to hurt anyone or get attached too much to someone so that I can’t be hurt by them later. I feel little better now that I put it all out. I hope my first love story has thoroughly entertained you.
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