LESSON 18 September 8, 2008
Posted by uNbReAkAbLe in lesson 18.Tags: chat, end, girl, internet, life, love, rock on
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I had packed up my bags to get back to my home. I called up Nida and asked her to come to the station. She had agreed. Checking out at the hotel I went straight to the railway station.
She was there standing, waiting for me.
“hi Nida!”
“hey. everything kept in?”
“yeah.”
“hmmm… you wanted to tell me something na?”
“yeah yeah…..”
“So tell me.”
“ya….I wanted to tell you about the reason I came to Delhi. You know I came here without telling my parents.”
“WHAT?!?! what the hell you came here for ??”
“come on chill.! Thats what I am telling you…I came here for something very special.”
“ohk tell me now…whats so special.?” She said with a little teasing smile on her face.
“ummm…Nida …umm…I wanted to say…”
“what you doing? You are acting as if you are going to propose me.!” And she laughed. But she WAS right.
“yes…”
“what?” The humour faded.
“I love you.”
“no. tell me you are not serious.”
“I am. I came here just to tell you this. I would have told you this on the chat or may be even on the phone, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to tell you in front of you.”
“listen Parth. I like you. But…but its not love. I mean I don’t …I didn’t..oh god.!”
“what Nida ?? “
“I don’t love you. No I don’t.”
I was about to cry. But I smiled hiding my pain.
“its ok Its your life. YOU will get the person of your life.”
“ohh Parth I didn’t wanted to hurt you.”
“no its ok..its ok”
“We can be friends still?”
“yeah …we are friends.! No doubt.”
She smiled and suddenly hugged me at a crowded railway station. People wouldn’t be happy-some thinking about their morals and some simply jealous of me. But even I wasn’t happy. The reason was obvious.
The train came by and I went inside.
“phone me when you reach home.”
“yeah sure.” I managed to say that. The train left the station. I wanted to cry but didn’t cry because of the people. But may be bathrooms are made for the sole purpose of extracting the inner liquid. With the inner liquid goes out the pain. So, I cried in the stinking toilet of the train. Even managed to scare away two people sitting near the toilet. I wanted to cry alone. I wanted to surrender to the pain because I knew that it was the only method to wear it out. So, I cried. Cried till I was bored of crying. Cried till I was frustated of the smell of the toilet.
Time passed on slowly. Everything flashbacked. Every chat, every voice calls, every phone calls and every moment I was with her. Now remembering them was bringing in pain. But the mind became involuntary. It was out of control. Actually, it controlled me now. I can’t think of anything else but everything related to Nida. Suddenly, my home town arrived.
I went straight to my house. I wanted to get back to my parents. I wanted to say sorry to them. I wanted to hug them even if they would scold me. I didn’t care even if they beat me up. I loved them. I loved them. The autorickshaw stopped right in front of my house.
There they were. My parents, Chakradhar Mama, and the Gupta family including Sneha.
PS: going to indore tommorrow.
PS: will try to blogg from there also.
PS: hope you liked the story.
PS: The End …but still rock on!!!
PS:also read The Epilogue
OWWEE!!..thats so sad
Well whatever..
one thing happened good to Parth by this is..that he got a good college because of Her…she made him study & put his best efforts in the Xams..Parth should be thankful to Nida for this…
But The internet love failed..
.. !!hehe
I will certainly miss thelovecalledinternet…
i wish it would have never ended…loved the story!!
Happy journey… & ROCK ON!!!
heyyy,i thought yu would say that nida loves yu ..its haulage for me. he he…
well no problem dude have a blast in indore .
Hey…..you hurried up dude….I mean…you ended it too soon…
Why every love story has a sad ending!! Don’t know why but i m too feeling nervous after reading it.
Nothing else to write here.
hey owesome story yaar.
its just too much touching.imp points about dis whole story are:
#in the whole story every instance shows the love for internet.truely can be said luv called internet.very appropriate title
#every thing was just realistic.
#full of twists which attract me at utmost interest.
#full of funny instances also.really luved some of the funny part basically the filmy scene for running away from parents.
#meaningfull story which give a hidden messege to believe on the people who r really close to us n around n not having any blindfaith on the people who r really far away from us.
#i liked the whole story dats it
hats off to u.
keep blogging when get time.
best of luk for future
rock on!!!!
@sahiti
but well sometimes this is how it happens 
thnx for loving the story so much….well yeah Nida made him study unintentionally though
@dhananjay
well this is wat i thought before writing the whole story…yeah i will have a blast in indore
@intutius
idk …may be i hurried up …but this is wat i thought wen i decided to write the story…
i dont think every love story has a sad ending …its only the correct person…whom you should love
dont feel nervous
@vishaka
thnx 
i didnt think about these points while writing
i will try to blog every time i get the time….thnx for the luck…and yes rock on!!
I am being a complete bitch today Not giving positive comments on blogs.. it was a fun story.. but the ending was predictable.. I mean what were the odds of a Muslim girl whos parents were already planning on marrying her to a nice guy and was 4 yr older to a Hindu Chat friend getting together.. loving each other and having an Happily Ever After?!?!
Lucky ones get thru on the internet (or for that matter of fact.. even in real life, Very few Fly by with their love reciprocating!!).. and Parth had too much going against him. It was definitely a fun read.. full on Filmy masala and all.. end was definitely rushed.. but i dont think there is a better way to end it.. good Job 
!!
Great build up… but I still want more… you can’t end it so quickly like this you just can’t do this to me
I’m so caught in the story…
well done
प्रिया मित्र,
भोपाल में एक ब्लॉगर मीट करने का विचार है ,जिसमे हम ब्लोगिंग से जुड़े कई विषयों पर बात कर सकते हैं । इस ब्लॉगर मीट में अपनी उपस्तिथि दर्ज कराने और एजेंडा बनाने में मदद करने हेतु http://www.indiblogger.in/bloggermeet.php?id=34 यहाँ क्लिक कर रजिस्टर कर सकते हैं । हमें उम्मीद है की हम अपने ब्लोगों के लिए कुछ न कुछ ले के ही जायेंगे
धन्यवाद ,
मयूर
hey where is the next chap yaar…..im desprtly waitng to read it
well…sry to say but the story is over….u can read the epilogue from the link given…anyways i wish there would b more chapters