THE love called INTERNET

I was angry. Just because Nida had left me for shopping. I knew being angry on this was not right, but still I was angry and decided that I wont talk to her until she says sorry. It was the most foolish thing I thought about for two reasons-one was that there was no reason to be angry and second was Nida was the only person i talked to. Still I was angry and anger leads to mistakes they say.

It was about time that Nida would be online. I switched on my PC and signed in to the messenger. Nida was online. But I had decided not to talk to her. I was very firm. I just waited for her to start the chat. She did. My ‘master plan’ was working.

“Hiiiiiiiiiiiii”. I didn’t reply.

“hellooo”. Still not.

“hello hai kya ?(are you there?)”. My master plan was just working as I wanted it to. Now was my turn to carry it forward.

“ya hun(yeah i am there)”. I finally replied.

“kya hua? kuch hua hai kya?(what happened?has something happened?)”

I didn’t reply to that. I was happy seeing her like this.

“Parth wat happened wont you talk to me.?? achha ok.dont talk but i wanted to tell you that i went for shopping yesterday.”

“ya I knew it.” This reply wasn’t in my plan but my hands worked without my permission and i typed it. Actually I knew she had something more to say and I was eager to know it.

“ya i know that u know it …..but u dont know that i bought headphones for doing voice chat…but u dont want to chat so its of no use. but plz tell me wen u want to why r u not talking.!! :-X”

Oh!! This was not expected and hence my master plan looked like it was failing. Suddenly my anger died and a curiosity for her voice started to fill my mind. I didn’t wanted to miss this chance.

“hey wait. srry for not talking” I said sorry!!!

“its ok par hua kya tha?(but what happened?)”

“i will tell u lets just talk on voice.”

“ohk”

I was eager to hear her voice. I just wished her voice was as good as she was. I had seen her photo and she had seen mine. She looked simple yet beautiful. Someone you would like to be friends with just by looking at the face.

So we connected our headphones and I quickly called her computer. She answered it with a ‘hello’ and I heard the sweetest of the voices I had in my life. I bet her voice was even better than Sneha’s.

“hello”, I replied. A bit nervous.

“hey you got a good voice parth.”

“thanks” I wished to say the same to her but I don’t know why I didn’t.

“aur sunao kya chal raha hai(so wassup?)”

“kuch khas nahi bas din bhar wahi boring routine follow karta hun.(nothing much just the same boring routine.)”

“ek baat bata tu to mujhse baat karta hai dinbhar yeh tujhe boring lagta hai??(tell me one thing . you talk to me the whole day and you say that its boring?)”,OH OH! I didn’t even think about her.

“no yaar I didn’t mean that”

“ok ok I know. chal abhi I got to go kuch kaam hai talk to you later.”

“ok bye. take care and yes you got a good voice” I didn’t believe I said that!!!

I heard her smiling. I was paying attention to her voice. And she hung up. I just smiled to myself and signed out from the messenger and soon realised that I was not angry!

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