tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9714090968988556242024-03-06T13:35:20.198+05:30Div...Dil SeDISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS AND FACTS PRESENT IN THE BLOG ARE FICTIOUS ANY RESEMBLENCE MIGHT BE PURELY A COINCIDENCE AND EVEN IF SOMEONE HAS A PROBLEM THEN I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT IT....:PDivyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-51664226981708608702017-03-13T05:02:00.000+05:302018-11-23T14:43:46.933+05:30Idea of Being in Love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14.85px;">My idea of being in love is that blissful feeling when one embraces one’s beloved drenched in rain with the subtle background music of violin playing from nowhere. Holding umbrellas in the rain with her. Sitting on the outskirts of the city, her head resting on the shoulder, letting the eyes wander aimlessly over the stars. Certainly not sitting on the sofa and eating silver quoted sweets questioning a perspective bride. The problem in India is most of us are living a real life but want our life to be like a Hindi movie where a common can fight a bunch of guys, dance with his girlfriend on the street. The same was the case with me as well. Throughout my teenage years, movies were my counselors on love. Like a typical Bollywood fan, I have been obsessed with the idea of true love being the 50 shades of pink. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14.85px;"><br /></span></span> <span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14.85px;">I had a huge fight with my girlfriend and it almost seems to be the end of our relationship. And sadly there was no music or dance sequence that would heal the wounds of a bitter quarrel and make everything happily ever after again. Everything seems so blurred. There was no clear path for me to go. Love and I have always shared some incongruity. You know what they say you will not get what you run behind desperately. After my relationship ended on a bitter note. I was broken down. But I had to move on with my life. Finally I had to do what I never intended to. I gritted my teeth and knocked on the door of my parent's home. When I grudgingly announced that I was ready for an arranged marriage à la Indian style, my parents were thrilled. Inevitably, my large extended family in all parts of India became involved in the match making process and I found myself with the extensive list of potential future wife (and a phone bills in four digits). My parents and I eventually narrowed the list down to seven girls whom we felt were compatible with. Out of seven that we visited, Swati was the one who piqued my interest. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14.85px;"><br /></span></span> <span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14.85px;">We went to meet her family. I was a bundle of nerve sitting in the drawing room, shaking my legs, since it was the first time for me to meet a girl in a compact room with our parents staring at us and hoping that we would like each other at the very instance just because our kundlis are matching. I was looking at the girl's father and gave a half smile. After passing 10 minutes of awkwardness, she entered the room. I was struck by her smile and her gracious mannerisms. Soon enough, our attendants seemed to fade into the background. Her features were magic like the one you read about in books .When she smiled it felt as though the flowers had new colors vibrant and fresh you could give them new names and when she laughed the music seemed to come from instruments not yet known to mankind and when those eyes caught mine, I forgot all the pain, the disappointments of my wretched life and all the tragedies of yesterday my heart stopped and cleansed itself and it felt as though for the very first time it learnt to beat again and your existence found purpose. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14.85px;"><br /></span></span> <span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14.85px;">All we did was to engage in some polite conversation. But what grabbed my attention was that we had some much things in common. Swati and I quietly connected. We found our self in hitting it off during our initial meeting, we expressed mutual interest in seeing each other again. Over the next two months, I found myself looking forward to our chaperoned dates, and eventually realizing that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. Our parents were ecstatic when we told them of our decision, and we were married within 6 months.</span></span></div>
Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-44056258722346079392016-06-13T15:54:00.002+05:302016-06-13T15:54:48.249+05:30Nothing is going to change<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
“We have decided to get married” She hushed this into my ears. My heart sank and she noticed it. "Nothing is going to change" she said but I knew from that point everything is going to change. Things were going to be so complicated for me. Till this point, my feeling for her has not surfaced. But suddenly I don’t know why it felt like 1000 arrows were pierced through my chest in a fraction of second when she announced the big news to our friend circle that they have decided to get married. Although it was obvious since they were in relationship for more than 4 years now.<br />
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We live in a story book. Each of us has story in it. Some story end on a happy note. But some of us are less fortunate could not complete their story. This is my love story. This is kind of love, it is cruelest kind, the one which almost kills its victims. It called one sided love affair. Most of the people fall in love with each other, but I have been cursed for being in love with a person which does not and will not love me back. I look at the past and I only see worst celebrations. Worst Birthdays, Worst Valentines, worst new years since they are accompanied by tears, pain and agony. I feel wounded, handicapped. The reason is I fell in love with one person, whom I should not have fell for. I violated the all the laws of social conduct. I felt like I am betraying someone when I fell in love. She is my best friend girlfriend.<br />
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I was introduced to her by my friend itself. That day is still fresh in my memory. I saw them coming towards me by the side of the road. The first thought that came to my mind was she is beautiful. And the second thought was what’s wrong with her. We had insane chemistry the moment we were introduced. I felt like we were tuned to the same frequency. When I got to know her, you know her want her to be included in your life more and more. Anyhow the friendship brewed nicely and we started hanging out a lot with her either alone or in a group. “Then bring the chocolate cake” We said it together. The discussion was going on what cake to bring for the New Year.<br />
We used to say same thing at the same time. And then we used to look at each other and smile. We like the same food and same type of Clothes. Once she asked me to select few pictures of her and her bf and asked me to frame it. "I trust you" she said. She knew the pics that I will select will be almost the same that she will select. There has been instance where it had happened. I remember we were supposed to go for their pre wedding shoot. And we selected same poses from the internet. Odds of getting such a thing while searching the humongous internet is almost to zero but it did happened.<br />
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Before I knew, things started changing. My feelings for her became stronger but I always tried to tag it as friendship. I'm in quite a predicament right now. Thinking about her gives me goose bumps. My soul shines when I hear her voice. Only one face comes to my mind when I either listening to songs or any rom-com movie. I fell in love with everything she loved. I wish I could tell her how I feel about her. One should see my face when I am front of her. It shows all the shades of red, my throat thickens, I feel blurry sight, and brain will stop responding.<br />
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Every day after that announcement I thought I will never meet her. I will run away from her life but could not gather enough courage against the force that pulled me towards her. I don't think I will ever meet someone that could really be compared to her. I could see all sort of people and not matter who they are or what they say they cannot capture my attention quite the way she can. I could talk to all sorts of people and yet I will always find myself thinking about how they are not quite as charming as her or maybe they don't make me laugh quite as genuinely as her or whatever maybe the reason. I know people always say your first love is the person you compare everyone to, but maybe they compare it to your true love. So whenever I meet someone, I start comparing them with her and I have not found anyone as magnificent as her.<br />
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She thinks I am her best friend, a rival in competition and I am trying to gain victory over activities we do together but lesser does she know that I have already accepted my defeat because when I lose, I got to see her smile. Now the only thing important for me is her happiness.</div>
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Recently I read a new book "The Magical Tifin box by Sweta Chakraborty"and here is what I think about it:<br />
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have known Sweta from a long time. She isn’t a chef or a restaurant
owner but one thing that I can tell you about her is that she loves
cooking. I have followed her recipe quite extensively becuase I am
myself fond of tasting new flavors. When I read her book, first thing
that came into my mind while I looked at the book was "You can do it".
There are many delicious traditional recipes with a number of ingredien<span class="text_exposed_show">ts
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are too hard to make, but at second glance the way the instructions are
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The Magical Tifin box recipes is
designed to satisfy your hunger and leave you happy. It contains recipes
those that make you feel like you can make every single recipe without
burning your hair. Her use of everyday ingredients in imaginative ways
and draws on his love of ingredients and far-ranging, eclectic culinary
influences.<br />
From the very first page, I was drawn in by the cheerful illustrations and the easy-going, <br />
relaxed vibe of this book. It is not mandate to start from the first page. I myself started with the desserts...<i class="_4-k1 img sp_GsapzJPc3l6 sx_96a6b4"><u>smile emoticon</u></i>. It is chock full of recipes for just about every occasion, season, or diet.<br />
If your preferred recipes are quick, easy and familiar, you’re probably
not going to enjoy this much. Recipe mentioned might take a longer time
not 2 minute noodle because it takes time to cultivate the taste and
the aroma. I have rarely seen a book that has inspired me from page one
and sent me into a near frenzy at the end, the frenzy being there aren't
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Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-61817827814992093622014-11-30T02:10:00.002+05:302014-11-30T02:10:49.232+05:30Why Should I Hire You...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
“I am going to eat out. Please don’t cook for me” I said rushing out of my building. I was late for another interview. Sitting on the chair in front of the interviewer, I told myself this is got to be the one. He knew in that one meet that I am going to be a hard candidate. It is not easy to pursue me. And I had all the intention to make them realize that he were right. From the beginning I knew that I was not one who wants to get a 9-5 job and get lost in the mist of the populace. After the interview, waiting for the results in the lobby my mind started drifting into the past. First it was Google then Goldman Sachs and lot more. I had been to several interviews but was not able to ring a bell. Or let’s say I really don't know what they were looking for. There were instances where I was rude. I never realized that over the period of time I develop an attitude or rather arrogance which they did not like. "Where do you see yourself in 5 years?" he asked. "I design my life step by step. I cannot tell you where I will be in 5 years but for sure in a much better position than this.” He raised his eyebrow. How much salary are you expecting? He asked. I know what American customers want. I have been sucking money out of them from past one year, and I think I have pulled it out awesomely well. After 3 year of experience working with the same salary. It does not make sense, does it?. Suddenly I felt drained out. My head felt buzzy, my vision blurred. All I could think was, "Just let me get outside and get some fresh air." and I realized that I was much hotter than usual and my heart was beating rapidly. I actually hallucinated to another dimension, where I was engulfed in a total feeling of fear. Fear to not passing exams. Fear to acceptance. There was lot running on my mind.<br />
I hear voices in my head but they are fades out vision seem to be blurry. I am jolting back and forth between the sleep and consciousness. They had started me on a cocktail of medication on a drip, and poked me with tubes and pipes for nourishment, drugs and oxygen. I can’t tell if I am dreaming or not. One minute I will be in a room being interview by a black suited person and other second I am being towed on the stretcher. I have seen the doctor roaming around my bed. I heard someone say he’s awake and then others came running in. Lot of faces peering down at me. Doctor came and asked my name. It took me some time to recall it. I was bewildered why I am not able to remember my name. I heard ECG machine beeping, nurse roaming around, and pungent smell of medicine. The fan was making weird sound, white walls it took me some time to realize that is am lying in a hospital. Last that is could recall is saying "Thank you for calling Iyogi Technical Services"<br />
“Oh good you woke up” said Sunil. I was getting a getting a little worried." What happened? I asked. "You fainted in office. We brought you here. Doctors said nothing can be predicted until you get up." I pressed my hand against the bed and tried to get up but was not able to because of weakness. “You have been dead for 1 week now. You have mumbling something in between. No one was able to understand it though.” When I actually woke up, it was just like waking up in the morning, in that it didn't feel like it had been over a week.<br />
Slowly the drowsiness and sleepiness gradually developed into me and I started becoming unconscious again and can’t respond at all to anything around me. I felt exhausted and could hardly stay awake. I felt suffocating. I tried remaining awake however I was not able to. There I laid peaceful sleeping.</div>
Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-38039974515459800832014-07-19T00:10:00.000+05:302014-07-19T00:10:24.797+05:30Holding Back<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I closed my eyes and I was into another world. My mind started stravaiging wildly. I could not hear any outside sound. It was complete silence. And what was I thinking, nothing. My mind was absolutely void. I felt like my mind was in the deep ocean of darkness. Just diving into that ocean gave me a sense of tranquillity. I saw myself standing alone and suddenly I started running carelessly into that infinity, trying to find a destination. Bellowing. But there is no one to listen. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and the bellowing faded away and the office buzz came into reality. It was Nishi. She was waiting for me to go on lunch. “I am not hungry” I said. “I am seeing you like this from past 1 week”. “Seeing what? I am just busy working. This is lot of work to do in here” I defended. “Well you are not the only one on the office who is working”. She sighed and continued “Just because I have not accepted your proposal does not mean we cannot eat together. We can still be friends. Right?”. “I don’t wanna eat alright” I lost my temper. She turned back, held there for a second and left my cubicle. I knew she had tears. She returned to her cubicle. She did not go for the lunch either. Staring at my phone I sat there, thought of calling her and saying sorry but could not do it. It was just a white little box for me lying there asking me to pick up the receiver however it was not that easy for me. I looked at her. She was staring at the blank monitor and her tears were sliding through her cheeks. Being with her reminded me of every moment that I have spent with her and the fact that I cannot be with her made me go Ahrr. Actually it was not her fault. Neither was mine. I don’t know what went wrong between us. May be it was me who fall in love with her knowing the fact that she already has a boyfriend. Or it was her giving me signals unknowingly that she was into me. So what was it? Love? Infatuation? Yeah I was a kind of momentary attraction. I was so happy. Just her mere presence would give me goose bumps and my heart used to race. She used to look for pretext to touch me, stealing glance in the office. But now I try to run from her and she just want to be friends. I guess something drastically changed. Yeah reality happened. She realized it was all wrong and decided to be friends. Coming out of my thoughts I tried concentrating on work. I turned on my monitor and wrote a sorry email to her. That was least I could do. She did not reply. Afterwards I got busy into work. I lost the track of time. I looked at my watch after a while and it was time to go home. I tried searching for her but she was nowhere around. I sat in my cab and plugged in my headphones just to shut of my thoughts but I did not paid heed to what my iPod was play. I was just lost in her thoughts. The cab started moving. I looked outside the window. The sky had turned orange. The sun was playing hide and seek behind the large sky scrapers. I started thinking at some point you should realise you have done too much for her. Next thing left to do is to stop. Stop this endless drama. Leave her alone. Let her go. I have to draw a line between determination and desperation. If it’s meant to be, she will come back otherwise let it be. If it is not she will never come back no matter how much I try. There was no reason to her and stop my life. Life never stops, it goes on. I guess it was the verdict of my life as well. The show must go on. Thinking about it I slipped into sleep.</div>
Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-49151212402944783872014-01-19T13:27:00.003+05:302014-01-19T13:27:49.845+05:30Thank you for calling.....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
"Thank you for calling Iyogi technical Services" I heard myself mumbling into my microphone. That’s the same thing I have been saying from a long time and now it seems I have become an IVR and it has become a routine that u will hear beep sound, press the button and starts the whole drama. And I have been doing mindless dribble from past 1 year. Not though 1 year was a long time, but I had bigger plan. I cannot be stuck here. Customers call in get their computer fixed. Ya I am the computer guy for them. But they have a less idea that they need to get their credit card ready because rather than a tech support it has now becomes a sales process and the thirst for the revenue has become so strenuous that if they have to kill me to get sales, they will not give it a second thought. With the cut throat competition the things were getting worse. But it was paying the bills. Not many people last long at this kind of job, and the ones that do tend to get lost in a daze. They space out, letting reflexes take over. Their mind far away while their body and vocal cords running the same motions it’s learned over time. Honestly I don’t even remember why I took up this. I mean I belong to a small town middle class family where I don’t have to take of an old mother or a bed ridden father or an unmarried sister. Fortunately I am the only child and a pampered one I should say. But I was not the brighter student in college; I knew I had to struggle to get myself running in this big city. So I took a job at a small company. That process got shutdown and around 250 people were thrown out. Sad huh! Well that only I got another job and that how I landed over here running between things. “Thank you for choosing Iyogi as your personal tech support. Good Karma” I heard myself saying and I was back into reality. I arched back on my chair.<br />
It was time to have some coffee. So I stroll down to the lounge. Lately I have been having a lot of coffee. I mean you need to wide awake and active to listen to them. While returning back to my workstation, I looked around to the fish market that it has become and heard the same melody of modulated voice that I had been singing from a long time. I stopped frozen. I almost dropped my coffee cup when I realized what I heard it. My voice, I heard my voice ring out with the others. "Thank you for calling Iyogi Technical Support." I snap back to reality and I am done with another call. I never realized when I got back and took a call. The half filled warm cup of coffee was smiling at me. I got up and uneasily walked into the washroom. "It’s been a long day, I am just tired" I say to my reflection. I shake my head and splash some cold water on my face, Another 4 hours more and I can go home". I am about to walk out of the bathroom when my cell phone rings. I grab it and pick up, “Hello" I reply. “Thank you for calling Iyogi Technical Support." my voice from the other end calls out.<br />
"Wasn’t I just in the bathroom" I thought as I look around. I look over at Sunil, the guy in the cubical next to me. “Sunil" I say, seeing he’s not on a call, "Does anything seem strange today” I asked. "Seem like sales is not happening and managers are getting on our nerve nothing new, why?" He says. “Don’t know" I reply, looking around again. “Something just doesn’t feel right somehow. I am going to go out, you in?" “Sure" He says, hanging up his headset. As I got out of the office the sun ray started hurting my eyes. God knows how long I have been in this exile. I felt been trapped over there. It’s a beautiful day, but you would never know it sitting inside, if it is day or night. They keep all the window blinds down and the office dark. They say it’s to keep the glare from the screens to a minimum, but we all know it’s to keep up focused on the job and not day dreaming about the world outside. I sit talking with Sunil for a while.<br />
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"Are you feeling okay”?" Sunil asks getting up. "Hold on one second” I say extending my hand. Thank you for calling Iyogi Technical Services"<br />
I snap back to reality just as I am finishing up the order. I jump up as soon as I realize what I am doing, causing the chair to fall backwards. “Div, are you alright" Sunil asks as he looks over. My hands are shaking as I look at him. “Were we just outside?" I ask biting my lip. "Yeah, you seem nervous. So I asked if you were okay when we were walking back and you jumped over and took phone call before you answered" he replied with a worried look on his face. I look around, everyone is staring at me. "I...I think I need to go" I stammer out grabbing a few things off my desk. “This Is Insane" I think to myself, “I am just overworked. I’ll take tomorrow off. Get a head stall on the weekend. I’ll be fine I just have to get out of here. I paused. "Thank you for calling Iyogi Technical Services" I hoar. Suddenly I am sitting back at my desk talking into the headset. I spin around. In the cubical behind me I see me on the phone. I hear my voice coming from the desk, "Thank you for calling..." I look around. Me. I am sitting behind every desk, in every cubical around. I hear my voice coming from all of them, chanting the same phrase over and over again in like some horrible nightmare, over and over again it rings in my oar, "Thank you for calling....Thank you for calling....Thank you for calling"<br />
I snap back to reality just as I am finishing up the order. I try to scream, I try to jump up and run away but I can’t move and I can’t speak. I watch as my arm roaches over and presses the flashing button. I pull as hard as I can but I can’t stop my finger from pressing it down. I close my eyes, I try to bite my lip, hold my tongue, anything, but nothing works. I hear the words spill clearly and perfectly from my mouth as they have thousands of times before. "Thank you for calling..." </div>
Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-4952886457873564392012-09-18T16:36:00.000+05:302012-09-25T18:35:03.784+05:30Lets do some catching up<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It has been days that I have flickered over this blogging site. It reminds me of time when I was addicted to it. I just started looking at the comment today which brought back all the memories. It's just life has been a roller coaster ride since i have left blogging...Mmmm.. Lets just say I was on a break. But you know the feeling that inspired me to write stuff has gone. I mean I used to be sad which use to give me inspiration. But now I don't have to time to even think. Don't know what to write now. Ok lets talk about my career. Your comments can be very useful for me(If any one bothered to read this far...:P:P).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have been working with Convergys Solution. Not though i am enthusiastic about this job. But you know what they say The best part of the job is the salary. My motive is the same. It has nothing to do with my engineering skills. No no wait a sec... It has. Engineering taught me How to "Copy-Paste". I am using it here excessively. I always wanted to be an artist. I mean not necessarily a writer... may be a guitarist or something. And let me tell you the irony of the whole situation is that being a artist you are not suppose to "Copy-Paste". By the way job is not that bad it seems so. We have been provided with XBOX 360 Kinnet to play around. Table tennis and pool too.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">By the side of my job, I have joined a web designing course so that i can use my technical and creative skills together. I want to set up my own Company. Far fetched idea though i know. I want to create websites which no one has created. If that idea fail I will writing my novel. i have start writing it. I have written some 10 pages or so. Let see how it turns out to be. You people will buy one of my books...Won't you(new age marketing by emotionally blackmailing people to do things..:P:P). If that plan also fails I will come back to what I am doing now. The "Copy-paste" stuff.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Your "Vishesh tipnis" are always welcome about my career and also about my writing. Hey guys gotta rush now. Time to leave the office. I won't say good bye... Coz "Hum hai rahi pyaar ke, Phir milenge Chalte chalte...:):)"(My blog post hai ek dialogue to banta hai...:D:D)(Without filmy dialogue my blog post is incomplete)(Sorry about the non-Hindi readers...:):))</span></div>
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Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-53520206386803553612012-03-30T16:40:00.000+05:302012-08-10T17:14:58.754+05:30The Mystery of the Rose Part5<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">‘Come on Sonia you gotta be kidding me. Cases like these are hiked at some point by the media but sometimes everyone forgets the incidents.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> ‘Don’t “come on” me Puneet. How will you feel if someone has killed Sagar right in front of your eyes? You would have let it go. I know you had issues with Pooja but…’</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">‘Ok baba. Don’t go. Now don’t spoil your mood’.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">‘Baby this is the last one. I promise’. After that we had dinner there only. By the time we got out of the bar I was little tipsy. As we were moving in the parking lot I spotted the same Audi which was following us the previous night. I said the same to Sonia.</span></div>
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</div>Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-86805762528816083472012-03-22T15:49:00.001+05:302012-03-22T16:24:05.361+05:30The Mystery of the Rose Part4<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Jan 12 7:00AM</span><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We were having tea in bed when I switched on the TV. I put on the news channel. ‘Not the news channel again’ said Sonia. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">‘Sshhh. It’s showing news about the murderer you saw last night’. And I heard the news anchor saying ‘This is the first time that mysterious murderer has done two murders in one night that too in same apartment. One was done in flat 302 and the other one in flat 303 just opposite to that in <i>Spring Field</i>. According to the police…’ I muted the sound. ‘Oh my god… NO’ screamed Sonia. Pooja was murdered that night too. She started crying. We ran towards Sonia’s apartment. There was police all over the place. When we reached there one police officer stopped us.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Sonia didn’t say anything. She was still in a shock of Pooja’s death. She was sobbing. Tears were flowing from her eyes. Her eyes have become red now. I embraced her from the side to indicate have some courage and be strong. Now the police officer asked ‘Where were you last night?’ and the pain she was holding up came out as tears. She hugged me tightly. The police officer looked at me as if asking who I was. ‘My name is Puneet. I am Sonia’s boyfriend’. Now Sonia was looking better. She started telling him about the last night. She told him each bit of it. The officer listened to her patiently. ‘Pooja’s murder was not preplanned. We could not find any rose over or near the dead body’. He said after she was finished telling her story </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">‘I couldn’t look properly as it was dark and he was wearing black clothes but yes he had a scar on his left cheek’. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">She said ‘she will be back in 5 mins’. I never believed a girl when she says that she will take 5mins to get ready. I knew Sonia is gonna take at least 30mins. As she got out of the car she asked ‘Are you not coming upstairs?’</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">‘Naah I am good here only. Anyways Pooja won’t like my presence. You go and change’ I said cautiously.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Pooja was Sonia’s roommate. For some stupid reason she hated me. She uses to think guys like me can’t stay faithful to one girl for a long time. I was not good enough for her. Sometime I thought she was a lesbian. It has past 25mins and it was getting hard for me to wait. I called Sonia. She didn’t pick up her call. As I got out of my car to go to Sonia’s apartment a dead body fell on my car. All the glasses were shattered. I bend down to save myself from getting hurt. I looked up. It fell from 3<sup>rd</sup> floor. I ran towards Sonia’s apartment. I saw Sonia coming out of her building, ‘you alright? What happened?’ I yelled. Sonia was terrified. She handed keys of her car to me and asked me to get in her car and drive as fast as I can.’ Will you tell me what the fuck was that and what’s going on?’ I asked burning the wheels.’ I saw a man killing my neighbor. He was behind me. I somehow saved myself and ran out of there’. ‘Is Pooja safe’? I asked. ‘She is on night duty today’. As we were passing M G road I noticed an Audi coming rapidly towards us. ‘Wear your seat belt Sonia’ I said changing the gear. I paced on 60 to 90miles per hour but still that car was behind us. I took some swift turn drifting the vehicle. ‘I think we have lost him’ I said to Sonia. But I was wrong. On the next turn itself Sonia screamed ‘On your right’ and he hit the car. I saw him through the tinted window. He was wearing black clothes, black hat and an aviator shades. I wondered how someone can wear shades at night. Anyways I took a left turn and he had to go straight because the turn was so steep. If he had taken his chances he would have ended in colliding in the wall. Finally we were out of his reach. Sonia took a breath of relief. ‘It’s not safe going to your place for the time being’ I said to Sonia and turned my wheels to my place. I saw Sonia really scared sitting on my couch with her hands tangled around her waist. Tears rolled down her cheek. ‘Don’t worry sweetie. I am with you. I will let anybody hurt you’ and I hugged her from behind. She felt relaxed. She looked up and the distance between our lips reduced to zero. It turned into a passionate kiss and until I got to know we were out of our clothes. I got over her on the couch itself. I warned her one last time ‘you sure about this’. She shook her head while kissing. I kissed her neck played with her navel. I cuddled her for a while. We made love all night. I don’t know what went into her and made her do so but whatever it was, it made me feel wonderful. </span></div></div>Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-47479584680847427042012-03-06T18:33:00.001+05:302012-03-15T01:32:35.623+05:30The Mystery of the Rose Part2<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;">Jan 11 7:45PM</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;">Sagar was waiting for me there already. Sagar a typical Guajarati mamma’s boy. His dad had a huge business in Ahmadabad but he wanted to do something else rather than selling sarees at one of his father’s shop. '</span><span style="font-size: large;">What the hell men… why are you late?' said Sagar</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;">'Sorry dude. I was working late in the office. Really tired.'</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;">'You know there is this serial killer all over the news today. He has raped and killed 9 females. And the interesting thing about him is the leaves a rose as his token on the dead body' I said.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When Sonia reached there, I was 2 bottles down. She was looking stunning in that white dress which extended till her knees. I asked ‘Where did you get this dress’ because she always wears an office suit. She said ‘I bought this dress a year ago but never got a chance to wear it. I found it in my wardrobe this morning so wore it, thought it would be a nice change for the day’. I offered her beer knowing that she does not drink. She gave me angry look. I smiled and said ‘you look cute when you are angry’. She said ‘Do you want some more cuteness’. Sagar intervened ‘somebody is in trouble now’. I said ‘chill out baby. What happened? You seem upset’. She said it’s her boss. Then she explained about how her boss is an asshole. I was too tired to listen to her. I just “hummed” all way down the conversation. Then I bid goodbyes with Sagar and left the place. As we were moving towards the car I saw signs of worrying on her face. I said ‘Darling leave that jackass in the office. Why should we ruin our evening? Come on now give me a lovely smile’. She smiled. While getting into the car ‘I wanted to go home and changed first’ she said. I said ‘sweetheart you are looking beautiful in this dress only’. ‘Thanks but I need to take a quick shower too’ and I didn’t had any other option but to say ok. I turned the keys and brought engine to life roared a bit showing off my 1961 Mustang and drive out of the parking lot. As we were on the road it went up to 80Kmph. Sonia scolded me what are you doing Puneet. Drive slowly. And I had to go down to 40-50Kmph. I finally screeched my wheel in front of Sonia’s apartment.</span></div></div>Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-61480192916871537992012-02-18T03:46:00.004+05:302012-03-26T19:46:58.263+05:30The Mystery of the Rose Part1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">15 Jan 06:30AM</span><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">‘You awake?’ she said </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I opened my eyes. I saw the first ray of light fall on her face, I could see a smile. It said a new day has begun. She looked at me with half opened eyes. I got lost in her innocence the flair on her face still some sleep was left in her eyes. Event of last night flash backed on to my mind. It has been a crazy week. Who thought our normal will change gears and give a mind bobbling week.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">My evening has begun with regular things like coming from the office. I got myself stuffed in the beanbag watching some news. It showed some serial killer who has murdered 9 females. What amused me was he used to rape them and then murder them and put a rose as his token. Sagar has called me twice that day to come to <i>Techillas </i>but I was not in a mood. Mind was busy thinking about Sonia. When will she be back from her office and we will go to <i>Barbeque Nation </i>once I am done with few drinks at <i>Techillas </i>with Sagar. This has been my plan to out for some drinks with Sagar and have dinner with Sonia and return to place. Sometimes it included a romantic walk even though I had a car. Sometimes I used to stop the car in some desert place like Sonia’s apartment parking lot just to make out for a while. Sonia has a thinking of having sex after marriage only and I was ok with it. And since it has been only 1 month we have been dating. We were just so perfect for each other. She belonged to a middle class Marathi family. Dad worked in BEHL and mother was a house wife. She was mature slow going girl never done anything adventurous in her life as I wanted her to be like that. And me… I won’t say I am a rich brat but you could say we belonged to upper middle class family and being in a one of best engineering colleges in city and living alone in a flat has its own perks. I had spend many fun filled night out with my friends. Drove bikes at high speeds racing through the traffic filled streets, even drags at night. Got drunk really bad and created a scene outside the house of one of my college teacher. Luckily he was also a youngster and understood that these were the days to have fun. Now I am working in a software firm so I have to act sophisticated but sometimes my wild side comes out in weekends. So Sonia wanted some adventure in her life. No she needed it. Someone has correctly said O<i>pposite attracts. </i>I first saw Sonia in one of my friend’s party (although I don’t know how her parents allowed her to get to one). Anyways I was lucky we met that day. In the first meeting we were so fond of each other that we started talking even after the party ended. Then it started with a <i>hiii </i>on Facebook and then in messages and eventually late night calls ending with one of us sleeping while talking. We started meeting quite often. <i>Kake da dabba </i>was our favorites spot because it was little out of the city. We will sit under and have a <i>moon light</i> dinner. But today I was different. I was too tired to go out. So I was thinking of calling Sonia to my place and I will make the dinner for both of us. But when Sonia said she wanted to try something new so I couldn’t refuse her cute request. So I went to </span><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Techillas.</span></i></div></div>Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-22868574199739946162012-01-21T17:33:00.000+05:302012-01-21T17:33:39.110+05:30प्यार...? दोस्ती...? भाग 6<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">वो किचिन में आंटी के पास गया।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आंटी- अच्छा लड़का है। मिश्रा जी को हम लोग बहुत पहले से जानते है। दिल्ली में होने के बावजूद हम इन लोगो के संपर्क में थे।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- आपने देखा जिया का स्वभाव समीर के सामने बदल जाता है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आंटी- हाँ वो तो है। लेकिन तुम कहना क्या चाहते हो?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- मै ये बोल रहा हूँ की आप जिया और समीर की बात मिश्रा अंकल से क्यों नहीं करते।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आंटी- ना बाबा ना। पिछली बार तुम्हारी और जिया की जब बात की थी तो वो बहुत गुस्सा हो गयी थी।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- अच्छा मै जिया से बात करता हूँ फिर आप जिया से बात कर लेना।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">समीर के जाने के बाद जिया और आकाश बात करने लगे।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- हाँ हाँ जब सामने बेठा हुआ था तेरी नज़र उससे हट नहीं रही थी।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- एसा कुछ नहीं है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- सच्ची सच्ची बता. अच्छा लगा ना तुझे वो।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- बता ना। मुझसे क्या शर्मा रही है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया(मुस्कुरा के)- हाँ अच्छा था।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- तो तेरी बात करवाता हूँ।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश जिया की मम्मी के पास गया और मुस्कुराने लगा।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आंटी- क्या हुआ?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- आपकी लड़की ने हाँ बोल दी है। शादी की तयारियां शुरू कीजिये।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आंटी- शादी… अभी उन लोगो से बात भी नहीं हुई है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- वैसे भी उन्हें जिया जैसी अच्छी बहू कहा मिलेगी? वैसे भी इसकी जल्दी शादी करवाओ। इसको मना कर दिया तो लड़का नहीं मिलेगा</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आंटी- हट पागल...!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">थोड़े दिन के बाद समीर और जिया की शादी हो गयी। उसके कुछ दिन के बाद आकाश और अनामिका ने भी शादी कर ली।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश अपनी यादों से बाहर आया और महसूस किया की वो वहाँ पीछे 5 min से खड़ा है। आज समीर और जिया की शादी की दूसरी सालगिरह थी। आकाश ने जल्दी से अपना कोट उठाया और समीर जिया और अनामिका के साथ डिनर पर चला गया।</span><br />
</div>Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-4659993158578260012012-01-03T07:00:00.001+05:302012-01-03T07:18:57.373+05:30प्यार...? दोस्ती...? भाग 5<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: inherit;">अब रोज़ रात को अनामिका और आकाश के बीच मेसेज का सिलसिला चलता। ये सिलसिला फ़ोन में तब्दील हो गया। आकाश दिन में जिया को पिछली रात की कहानी सुनाता।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आकाश- Thanks यार। तेरी वजह से मुझे मेरा सच्चा प्यार मिल गया। अब मै तुझे लड़का पटाने में मदद करूँगा।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आकाश- हाँ तो ठीक है ना। देखते है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">एक दिन जिया अपनी मम्मा के साथ शौपिंग करने गयी। जिया और आंटी के हाथ में बहुत सारे बेग थे। तभी </span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">एक लड़का सामने से आकर बोला “हेलो आंटी क्या मै आपकी मदद कर सकता हूँ।”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आंटी- Its ok बेटा। हम लोग बस पास ही में जा रहे थे।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">लड़का- पास में…? मुझे लगा आप लोग घर जा रहे थे।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">इतने में जिया बोल पड़ी।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">जिया- तुम्हे कैसे पता हमारा घर कहाँ है। तुम हमारा पीछा कर रहे हो।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">लड़का- लगता है आंटी आपने मुझे पहचाना नहीं। जिया को मै दोष नहीं दूंगा बहुत साल हो चुके है उसे मुझे देखे हुए।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आंटी(थोड़ी सोच के)- नहीं बेटा सॉरी।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">लड़का- आंटी मै समीर।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आंटी- समीर… अरे तुम मिश्रा जी के लड़के हो ना।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">समीर मुस्कुरा दिया। जिया अभी तक समझ नहीं पाई थी।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आंटी- बेटा इतने साल कहाँ थे। कितने बड़े हो गए हो।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">समीर- आंटी डैड के ट्रान्सफर के बाद वापस यहाँ आना ही नहीं हुआ। बस वही के हो के रह गए। डैड के retirement के बाद वो बोले की यही वापस आके रहना सही है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आंटी(जिया से)- बेटा ये समीर है। तुम्हारे और आकाश के साथ स्कूल में था।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">समीर- अरे हाँ आकाश कहाँ है? क्या कर रहा है वो आजकल?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आंटी- बेटा अब तुम घर चलो वही सारी बातें करेंगे। सबसे मिल भी लेना। आकाश भी अभी यही है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">समीर- लाइए आंटी अब तो कुछ बेग मुझे दे दीजिये।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">जिया- हाँ थोड़े से मेरे से भी ले लो। बहुत भारी है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">समीर- इतनी हट्टी कट्टी लड़की हो खुद नहीं उठा सकती।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आंटी और समीर हंस दिए। जिया झेप गयी। ये लोग जिया के घर के ओर चल दिए।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आंटी(घर पर)- जिया आकाश को कॉल करके यही बुला लो।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">जिया(फोन पर)- ओये क्या कर रहा है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आकाश- कुछ ख़ास नहीं क्यों …।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">जिया- घर आ जा मम्मा ने बुलाया है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आकाश- कोई ख़ास काम…।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">जिया- मेरे और तेरी शादी की बात करने के लिए नहीं बुला रही है। तू सवाल बहुत पूछता है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आकाश- अच्छा ठीक है। आ रहा हूँ।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आकाश जैसे ही जिया के घर में घुसा सोफे पर बता समीर बोल पड़ा।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">समीर- आओ ठाकुर आओ।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आकाश- अबे समीर तू यहाँ… कैसे? मेरा मतलब है कितने टाइम के बाद मिल रहा है. What’s up man?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">समीर- अँगरेज़ की औलाद सुधर जा।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">जिया(आंटी से)- मुझे कैसे याद नहीं समीर।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आंटी- पता नहीं।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">जिया बस समीर को देखता ही जा रही थी।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आकाश - कहाँ खो गयी जिया।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">जिया- मै…मुझे क्या हुआ है?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">आकाश स्थिति को बांपता हुआ बोला- और समीर, कोई girlfriend है की नहीं।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">समीर(जिया को देखता हुए)- कहा यार आजकल अच्छी लडकियों मिलती कहाँ है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">समीर और जिया के बीच की chemistry आकाश ने महसूस कर ली थी।</span></div>Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-40016313305987608022011-11-30T06:50:00.001+05:302011-11-30T06:50:03.762+05:30प्यार...? दोस्ती...? भाग 4<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">अगले दिन आकाश और जिया फिल्म देखने गए।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- हम ये फिल्म देखने क्यों आए है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- मुझे ये फिल्म देखनी है इसलिए।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- तुझे पता है ना मुझे love stories पसंद नहीं है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- चल चुपचाप अभी।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जैसे ही आकाश ठेटर में घुसा, उसे एक लड़की दिखाई दी और वो उसे </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">देखता ही रह गया। बिलकुल हिंदी फिल्म का सीन चल रहा हो जैसे। उसके लिए समय जैसे वही ठहर गया। वो वापस अपने होश में तब आया जब जिया ने उसे हिलाया और कहा “क्या हुआ बे”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- जिया मुझे प्यार हो गया.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- किसे...?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- वो सामने लड़की देख रही है। उससे।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- तू पागल तो नहीं हो गया ना. बस एक बार किसी को देखा और प्यार हो गया। एसा थोड़ी ना होता है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- हाँ होता है। तुझे नहीं पता क्या। तेरे शाहरुख की फिल्म में तो होता है। मै तो इसी से शादी करूँगा। तुने कहा था ना की तू मेरे लिए लड़की ढून्देगी। इसे पटाने में मेरी मदद कर।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- मै क्या मदद करू।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश सोचने लगा और सोचते सोचते अपनी सीट पर आकर बेठ गया। वो अभी सोच ही रहा था कि वो लड़की उसके साथ वाली सीट पर आकर बेठ गयी। उसके एक तरफ जिया बेठी थी और दूसरी तरफ वो लड़की।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- अबे ये ही वो लड़की है ना। सोलिड किस्मत है तेरी।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- किसी महान व्यक्ति ने कहा है(अपने शाहरुख ने ) अगर किसी </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">चीज़ को दिल से चाहो तो पूरी कायनात उसे तुमसे मिलाने की कोशिश में लग जाती है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- बस बस ज्यादा ड़ाइलोग मत मार और मुझे उसके पास बेठने दे तभी तो में उससे बात कर पाऊँगी।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- नहीं मुझे उसे देखना है। तू फिलहाल फिल्म देख और मुझे उससे देखने दे। तू इंटरवल में उससे बात कर लेना जब में तेरे लिए पोपकोर्न लेने जाऊंगा।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- लेकिन…</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- Ssss… चुपचाप फिल्म देख।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">इंटरवल के बाद जब आकाश वापस आकर बेठा तो वो लड़की आकाश से बोली “हेलो मेरा नाम अनामिका है”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- "आकाश"।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">और दोनों हाथ मिलते है</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश(जिया के तरफ देखते हुए)- तुने इसको क्या बोला।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- ये लडकियों का राज़ है। तू आम खा ना गुठलिया क्यों गिन रहा है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश - बता ना</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- Ssss… चुपचाप मूवी देखने दे। तू उससे बात कर।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश(अनामिका से)- ये love stories कितनी interesting होती है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">अनामिका- तुम लड़के होकर ये बोल रहे हो।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- हम भी एक लेखक है। थोड़ी बहुत love stories हम भी लिख लेते है. Professionally I am a pilot.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">अनामिका- Wow. मै interior designer हूँ।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया(आकाश का कल्लर पकड़ते हुए)- तू कितना कमीना है।</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- Guys are supposed to be “kamina”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जब तक फिल्म ख़तम हुई अनामिका और आकाश की अच्छी दोस्ती हो चुकी थी। दोनों ने एक दुरसे से नंबर लिया और अपने अपने घर चले गए।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">कुछ दिन बाद जिया और आकाश का 10th का रिजल्ट आया। दोनों के बहुत अच्छे नंबर आये। जिया ने कॉमर्स ले लिया और आकाश ने गणित। आकाश NDA की तयारी के लिए दिल्ली चला गया। आकाश का NDA में चयन हो गया और वो देहरादून चला गया। यहाँ जिया B.Com पड़ने लगी। रोज़ फ़ोन पर बात होती थी। जब चार साल बाद आकाश ट्रेनिंग खत्म कर के घर आया तो हर कोई खुश था। तब जिया B. Com कर रही थी। आकाश जिया से मिलने गया. जिया के पापा उसे समझा रहे थे की उन्होंने जिया के लिए लड़का देखा है लेकिन जिया शादी करने से इनकार कर रही थी। उसे अपनी पढाई पूरी करनी थी।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">अंकल- जिया मैने तुम्हारे लिए एक लड़का पसंद किया है।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया- पापा मुझे अभी शादी नहीं करनी है। मुझे MBA करना है।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश (घर में घुसते हुए)-कर ले ना शादी वैसे भी शादी के बाद तो तुझे घर पर ही बेठना है। कौन सा तेरे ससुराल वाले तुझे काम करने देंगे।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">अंकल- अरे आकाश… तुम कब आये?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश- बस अंकल सुबह ही आया।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया- तू चुप रह। तू आया ही क्यों? तू फ़ोन पर ही अच्छा लगता है।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">अंकल- जिया…</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश- हाँ हाँ तभी कोई मुझसे कह रहा था की तू जल्दी आ। तेरे बिना मज़ा नहीं आता। I miss you</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">अंकल- अच्छा जिया लड़का बहुत अच्छा है और तुम शादी के बाद भी पढाई पूरी कर सकती हो। लड़के को कोई प्रॉब्लम नहीं होगी। वो लोग हमारे अच्छे dost है। बल्कि तुम भी उनको जानती हो। लड़का बहुत होशियार है</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">अंकल(आकाश की तरफ देखता हुए)- वो air force में है।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया और आकाश एक दुसरे को देखते है।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया- पापा प्लीस ये नहीं बोलना की वो आकाश है।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">अंकल- हाँ वो ही तो है। क्यों कोई प्रॉब्लम है क्या? तुम दोनों एक दुसरे को बचपन से जानते हो।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया- आपने एसा सोच भी कैसे लिया की मै और आकाश एक दुसरे से प्यार करते है।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">अंकल- अरे मै तुम दोनों को बचपन से देख रहा हूँ। आज तक तुम दोनों ने कभी कोई बॉयफ्रेंड या गर्लफ्रेंड नहीं बनाया और अगर कोई तुम दोनों के बीच आना चाहा तो तुम्हारी नजदीकियों ने किसी को जगह नहीं दी। हर कोई यहाँ पडोसी रिश्तेदार यही जानते है की तुम दोनों ही शादी करोगे।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया- लोग तो कुछ भी कहते है। लोगो का तो काम ही होता है कहना। ये आकाश ने आपसे कुछ कहा क्या?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया(आकाश से)- ओये खडूस तुझे मुझसे शादी करनी है...? मुह तोड़ दूंगी तेरा मै।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश जो इतनी देर से उन दोनों की बातें सुन रहा था बोल पड़ा- पागल है क्या...नहीं</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश(अंकल से)- हम दोनों एक दूसरे से प्यार नहीं करते है। माना की हम हमेशा एक दूसरे के साथ रहते है, एक दूसरे को परेशान करते है, कभी कभी एक दूसरे की मदद भी करते है। Basically अंकल we are friend. Jiya is my best friend not my girlfriend</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">अंकल- बेटा ये तुम क्या कह रहे हो। तुमने तो हमारी चिंता बड़ा दी। हम तो ये ही सोच के बेठे थे की तुम दोनों आपस मे शादी करोगे. बल्कि मैने तुम्हारे मम्मी पापा से भी बात कर ली थी।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया- पापा आपको हमसे पहले पूछना तो चाहिए था।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश- आप टेंशन ना लो अंकल मै इसके लिए कोई लूला लंगड़ा अँधा बहरा जैसा भी कोई ना कोई लड़का ढून्ढ के लूँगा।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">Jiya- ओये….</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश- क्यों तुझे लड़की चाहिए क्या…</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश- नहीं बता दे चाहिए तो... </span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया- नहीं। और मै तेरे लिए कोई काली बेंगी डायन टाइप की लड़की ढून्ढ के लुंगी।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश- चल तो फिर ये तय रहा की तू मेरे लिए लड़की ढून्देगी और मै तेरे लिए लड़की।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश- अच्छा ठीक है लड़का।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">अंकल- आजकल के बचे उफ़। हमारे ज़माने मे तो शादी हो जाती थी फिर पता चलता था की लड़की कौन है।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश- अंकल अब वो ज़माना गया। हम नयी पीडी के बच्चे है।</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">आकाश जिया को लेकर उसके कमरे मै जाते हुए उसके कंधे पर हाथ रखता है और कहता है “वैसे आईडिया बुरा नहीं है तेरे लिए भी लड़की ढूँढने है। क्या बोलती है ”</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">जिया -लात खायगा या घूंसा…</span></div>Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-2388997546666399452011-11-16T16:48:00.003+05:302011-11-16T17:08:37.477+05:30प्यार...? दोस्ती...? भाग 2<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">समय अपनी रफ़्तार से चल रहा था</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> किसी को खबर भी नहीं हुई और ये दोनों बड़े होते चले गए</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> देखते ही देखते दोनों 16 साल के हो गए एक बार देर रात आकाश जिया के घर की खिड़की से जिया के रूम में घुसा</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> जिया अपने बिस्तर पर लेती हुई थी</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div></div></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश(फुसफुसाते हुए)- hey जिया…. सो गयी क्या मोटी….?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया को लगा खिड़की पर कोई है वो चिल्लाने ही वाली थी की आकाश बोल पड़ा</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया खिड़की तक गयी</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया- आकाश इस समय तू यहाँ क्या कर रहा है</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> पापा ने देख लिया तो बहुत गुस्सा करेंगे</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> तू जा यहाँ से</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आकाश खिड़की से अंदर आ जाता है</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया- ये क्या कर रहा है</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> मै तुझे जाने के लिए बोल रही हूँ और तू अन्दर आ रहा है</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आकाश- बाहर लटकता हुआ अच्छा नहीं लग रहा था</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> पडोसी देखेंगे तो क्या सोचेंगे</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया- तू पागल है क्या</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आकाश- बचपन से</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> अच्छा वो छोड़ मुझे कुछ पैसे उधार चाहिए</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया - पहले से ही तुझे मेरे को Rs 1000 देने है न</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">आकाश- दे दूंगा ना</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">। मै कहाँ भागा जा रहा हूँ</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया- नहीं मम्मा बस सोने ही जा रही थी</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया(आकाश से)- तू अलमारी में छुप जा. जल्दी!!!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आ</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">काश अलमारी में जा के छुप जाता है और जिया दरवाज़ा खोलती है</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large; line-height: 16px;">।</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आंटी- ये लो जिया ढूढ़ पी लो</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> अच्छी नींद आएगी</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया- मम्मा आपको पता है ना मुझे ढूध पीना पसंद नहीं है</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आंटी- चल चुपचाप पी ले अब</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">वो आकाश को देख रोज़ ढूध पीता है ना</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया ने कुछ सोचा और कहा "अच्छा ठीक है आप टेबल पर रख दो मै पी </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आंटी टेबल पर ढूध रख कर चली गयी</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> जैसे ही आंटी बाहर निकली आकाश अलमारी मे से निकला</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- ये ले ढूध पी ले</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large; line-height: 16px;">।</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आकाश- लेकिन ये ढूध तो तेरे लिए है ना</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">जिया- तुझे पता है ना मुझे ढूध कितना पसंद है. चल अब चुपचाप पी ले </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- लेकिन...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आकाश- ये अच्छी ज़बरदस्ती है</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">आकाश- Rs 500</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">जिया- अबे क्या घर से भाग रहा है</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आकाश- नहीं दोस्तों के साथ long drive पर जा रहा हूँ</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> पेट्रोल के पैसे </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">आकाश- जल्दी दे दूंगा मेरी जान</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">वो जिया को किस किया और खिड़की से नीचे चला गया</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"> जिया खिड़की पर कड़ी हो कर उससे जाते हुए देखी और मुस्कुराने लगी</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"> तभी उसकी मम्मी आई “ढूध पी लिया तुमने. Very good</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">आंटी - खिड़की पर क्या कर रहो</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"> ठण्ड लग जाएगी</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"> चलो खिड़की बंद करो</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">जिया वापस अपने बिस्तर पर आ कर लेट गयी</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">।</span></span></div>Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-60046514155235997012011-10-13T15:36:00.001+05:302011-10-16T01:38:30.186+05:30प्यार...? दोस्ती...? भाग 1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">आज मै एक नयी कहानी शुरू कर रहा हूँ। आशा करता हूँ आपको पसंद आएगी। अगर कोई गलती हो गयी हो तो माफ़ कर दीजियेगा । वैसे आपके सुझाव और आलोचना का स्वागत है । इस कहानी के सभी पात्र काल्पनिक है और इनका वास्तविक ज़िन्दगी से तालुकात महज़ इतेफाक है।</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">एक फोटो अपने अन्दर कितनी कहानिया समेटे रहती है। वो सिर्फ एक जगह या वहाँ खड़े लोग नहीं दिखाती बल्कि लोगो की खुशिया उनके गम और ना जाने कितनी भावनाए छुपाये रहता है। यही सोचते सोचते आकाश उन पलो मे खो गया जो उसने अपनी सबसे अच्छी दोस्त जिया के साथ बिताये थे। स्कूल का पहला दिन, सड़क अभी गीली थी। कल रात शायद बारिश पड़ी थी। मौसम में इसलिए थोड़ी ठंडक भी थी। आकाश के पिताजी उससे बस स्टॉप पर छोड़ने आये थे। वहाँ पड़ोस में रहने वाले शर्मा जी भी अपनी बेटी को छोड़ने आये थे। शर्मा जी और चोपरा जी एक ही कंपनी में काम करते थे इसलिए एक दुसरे को बहुत पहले से जानते थे लेकिन आकाश और जिया की ये पहली मुलाकात थी। जब चोपरा जी और शर्मा जी बात कर रहे थे, जिया के कदम आकाश की तरफ बड़े। वो नन्हे हाथों से हाथ मिले और एक मुस्कराहट, एक मासूम सी मुस्कराहट दोनों के चहरे पर आ गयी।ये शुरुआत थी एक नयी दोस्ती की। जैसे जैसे समय बीतता गया ये दोस्ती गहरी होती गयी। एक ही कक्षा में पड़ने से, आस पास रहने से उन दोनों के बीच की दूरीयां कम होती गयी। समय जैसे एक चुटकी में गुजर गया और दोनों कब बड़े हो गए पता भी नहीं चला। एक दिन जिया आकाश के घर गयी फ्रिज से पानी की बोतल निकलते हुए बोली</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">जिया- आंटी आकाश कहाँ है…?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">आंटी- बेटा वो तो अपने दोस्तों के साथ घूमने गया है।</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">जिया- सारा दिन घूमता रहता है। आंटी मै बता रही हूँ ये लड़का आपके हाथ </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">आंटी- तूने ही तो इससे बिगाड़ा है। कभी भी कोई गलती करता है तो तू उसकी ही तरफदारी करती है </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">जिया- लेकिन आपको थोडा बहुत तो मेरे जाने के बाद डांटना चाहिए ना।</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">आकाश- कुछ ना कुछ बुरा ही बोल रही होगी। मेरे बारे में तो तू अच्छा बोल ही नहीं सकती है ना मोटी।</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">उसकी मम्मी ने फिर से उससे गुस्से से देखा तो आकाश बोला अच्छा ठीक है जा रहा हूँ। आकाश ने दरवाज़े खटखटाया और अन्दर चला गया।</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">आकाश- देख यार मुझे लडकियों को चुप कराना नहीं आता। तुझे तो पता है मुझे लडकियों के साथ behave करना नहीं आता इसलिए तू अपने आप चुप हो जा नहीं तो mom मुझे मार डालेगी।</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">आकाश- Sorry यार मेरा इरादा तेरा दिल दुखाने का नहीं था। मै तो बस </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">एसा ही प्यारा सा रिश्ता था जिया और आकाश का। एक पल लड़ते थे और दुसरे पल दोस्त बन जाते थे।</span></div>Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-28338183901650829372011-09-03T00:48:00.001+05:302011-09-27T01:40:38.652+05:30Perfect Part 4<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Via my blog I want to ask all the parents why can't they understand their children feeling and let their child choose their own career? I know they are experienced but they should think about child's interest. They should not lay weight of their dreams on their child’s shoulder. In today’s world anything can be made a career. I mean anything a writer a choreographer painter anything. Why are they being Hippocratic?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Mother- At least you should have had you lunch. Din me tum kabhi khana nahi khate ho. Esse hi chalta raha to weak ho jaoge (She was setting the dining table for dinner)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-45371296272998970962011-07-11T16:27:00.000+05:302011-09-27T01:16:49.362+05:30Perfect Part 1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Let me start my story with the by giving the introduction of the characters. Mr. Chopra a lower middle class government employee Mrs. Chopra a housewife and Aakash their son. The other characters are not important but as they appear in the story I will let you know. Aakash has just finished his 12<sup>th</sup> exams. Let’s go to Chopra residence and let’s see what happening there. There was a heated argument going on. The scene inside didn’t look good as it used to be. Aakash slammed the door and left the house. He was in full anger. He just had a huge argument with his dad about his career. His father wanted him to be an engineer and after that he wanted him to do a MBA so that he can get a job in a reputed IT company. But Aakash had entirely different thought going in his mind. He wanted to be a writer. The conversation which he had with his father is as follows</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And Aakash slammed the door behind as he left the room. Mrs. Chopra called Aakash as he was leaving the house</span></div>
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Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-19765312600049709112011-07-03T17:08:00.001+05:302011-09-27T01:44:43.037+05:30Lucky in Love Part 6<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So a little recap from the previous part. Aakash is a Facebook addict guy met a girl there named Jiya. Slowly they fall in love. But now her marriage is fixed somewhere else and Aakash has gone there to stop it. Anyways there he saw one man instructing everybody. He looked a little tensed. Aakash thought he could be Jiya’s father. He went up to him</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Uncle- Beta Jiya abhi ghar par nahi hai. Beauty parlor gayi hai.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Jiya- Aakash? What are you doing here?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Aakash- I know uncle isliye me itni dur se bas aapse ye hi kahne aaya hun. Please ye sagaai rok dijiye, warna bahut der ho jayegi</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Uncle- Do you kids think this is some kind of joke. Hindi movie ka scene hai kya ki ladka aayega aur engagement ruk jayegi</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Aakash- Shall we talk in a room. I don’t wanna create a scene</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Uncle- Scene has already been created. What else do you want to do? I think you should leave.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Aakash looked at sameer in astornishment coz he never expected this coming from Sameer. Now uncle was silent. He was in a state of dilemma. Aakash thought am I in a dream or sameer is really supporting me. Then uncle smiled and said</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Sameer- I know that. If I was in you place I would have said same thing as you did.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Aakash- But if I was in your place I would have punched you</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And they both smiled and shook hands. Everything went said Aakash thought. He started smiling and thought that he has done all the clichés like running on the airport, stopping a marriage (engagement) that I hero do in the movies whom I thought were idiots</span></div>
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Divyanshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02062443397541173734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971409096898855624.post-87519132245197629402011-06-11T15:23:00.002+05:302012-11-04T04:32:10.018+05:30Off to Write<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This post was written yesterday night or should I say today morning but I am posting it now coz I slept while writing so please read it in that mood only</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">After trying so hard to write the perfect ending to my story Lucky in Love, I thought to myself I can’t do it today. It has been a long day. I should collapse on the coziest horizontal surface for my long awaited sleep. But I am staring at the ceiling, blinking my eyes trying to sleep. I tried counting the sheep and reached up 4939 and still no sign of sleep. It’s just sleep and me does not come along so well until I write something so I accepted my defeat and sat in front of my computer. And its not today that i have been facing this problem. I have this thing from a long time. Now its 3 am in the morning deprived of sleep my eyes are burning my spine is shouting out of pain but I have no idea about the ending of the story. I am totally wiped. I was walking down the street and I had the perfect ending for my love story and my heart said “Eureka”. Now when I am sitting in front of my laptop, I can’t think of anything. But my fingers are uncooperative, my mind refusing to function, it’s moving like a turtle. The climax of story is the most important thing for me coz it should have something different “Div effect” on it but I am blank now. This blog writing has become obsession for me. Every day I think I have to write something. Check my blog in each hour visitors or if anyone has left a comment or not. I remember a time when I used to take my food with me upstairs and eat and write simultaneously. Eating with my left hand (evening snacks) digging into bowl and writing with my right hand typing furiously whatever idea had come to my mind at that time. Let me tell you why I started writing blogs in the first place. I was running out of friends to take out my frustration. So first I started writing about my frustration and realities then I created my own fictional characters (if you have noticed I always use the same names for my stories). The good thing with me is I love telling stories. If even a small incident will happen in my daily life I describe it interestingly although it’s a common incident that can happen in anybody’s day to day life. I love creating new worlds and play around with them. I think I am suffering from writer’s fatigue now a days so it’s better to put up a creative goodbye post. It’s time to collect my thought back again before getting back to writing again. My blog has never been a victim of quantity. It has always been nourished by quality. It’s going to be a drought in my blog for a while for a better “crop” tomorrow. So bye guys and girls I am going to unplug my brain to writing for sometime.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> Take care</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> -Divyansh</span></div>
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