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
LESSON 15 August 22, 2008
Posted by uNbReAkAbLe in lesson15.Tags: chat, delhi, girl, hindu, IIT, IIT jee, internet, life, love, mobile, muslim, proposal, propose, surprise, voice chat
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A few days had gone past IIT-JEE and I was trying to figure out the way to tell Nida about my feelings. I searched internet for the best possible way, but no one appealed to me much. My case was different. Internet love and that too with a Muslim girl- I, being a Hindu!! Wait a minute. There was age factor also.
She was 22 and I was only 18!!!
But they say love does not depend on age. And I thought my not taking age as a criteria showed that it was love-pure love.
Anyways, I still didn’t find an idea to propose her. I phoned the surprise man.
“halo..”
“halo mama. This is Parth speaking.”
“yeah say what u wanna say.”
“are you busy?”
“no”
“ok”
“what?”
“nothing .just wanted to ask you something.”
“go on”
“Now that my JEE is over, how should I propose Nida?”
“yo lover boy…..hmmm…serious issue”
“come on mama..” I was really serious.
“ohk.. tell her on the voice chat.”
“no”
“what no ?”
“i dont want to tell her like this ..”
“then what ? Do you think you should go to delhi and tell her about this…”
He wasn’t serious saying this, but it made sense.
“yeah..thats a great idea.!!”
“what??..who will you go to in delhi ?? Nida?? Where will you live??”
“in some hotel.”
“ya ya aur paise tera mama dega ??” Another idea.
“haan ..”
“what?? I am not funding you…dont you think of it”
“please !!”
“no”
“mama please yaar”
“Parth are you serious ??”
“yeah I am”
“ohk…but what will you tell your parents.”
“nothing”
“nothing??”
“ya i wont tell them anything about my going to delhi …i will just leave a note that i will come back in a few days dont worry”
“wow….and you expect them not to worry ?? come on they are your parents. they will no doubt worry for you.”
“they wont coz they haven’t. you just be ready with money and i will tell you later where to deliver it.”
Saying this I hung the phone and switched on the PC.
Nida was online, probably waiting for me. I took the initiative.
“hi”
“hey. how are you?”
“i m gud u say .”
“i m also good.. was missing you. 
“
“i was missing you too.”
” 
lets talk”
“wait I have some work today.” I had to do pre-journey things.
“what?”
“ya … I am coming to delhi.”
“really?” That ‘really’ said she was delighted.
“will you meet me?”
“ya ..sure why not”
“ok then.”
“wait take my cell no. call me when u r in delhi.”
“ok gimme”
She gave me her mobile no. and I signed out. I had never visited Delhi before. Still I didn’t search about the city. After all traveling wasn’t my purpose.
Delhi here I come.
PS: This update was due two days before but my net troubled me 
PS: Sher of the post.
“yeh sher nahi real life story hai……yeh sher nahi real life story hai …..
har bigadte ladke ke piche ..ek chori hai “
LESSON 13 August 3, 2008
Posted by uNbReAkAbLe in lesson13.Tags: chat, girl, internet, life, love, romeo, voice
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I had not logged on since the morning when I came to know that there was a ‘mysterious man’ Nida was talking to. This was the first time from so long that I wasn’t using my PC all day.
And surprisingly I wasn’t feeling awkward.
But I was feeling a little low. I had almost passed my day roaming in the house and avoiding the ’surprise man’. But this time he came to me.
“what happened Parth? any problem?”
“no…nothing.” I was still trying to avoid him. But he came back with some thing I didn’t expected him to.
“Nida se ladayi hui kya ?”
“WHAT???? How do you Nida?”
“well sorry ..but …uummmm…. I saw your chat history….just read that and came to know about her.”
“how can you do this ..” I was about say many things, but he interrupted.
“I wont tell anyone. Promise and may be I can solve your problem.”
“ohhk” I said with a sigh.
“so?”
“so what?”
“the problem.”
“oh yeah.” I was still thinking about telling him or not. What if he tells about this to mom and dad.? Anyways I took the chance.
“actually. we just started to talk on voice some day before and today she said she is talking to somebody.”
“so?” How many so’s????
“who was she talking to ?”
“must be someone”
“But she talks to me only.”
“who told u this ?”
“she herself. she told me that i m the only online friend who can be trusted to talk on voice.”
“ohh ok ok “
“what ok? “
“ask her”
“ask her what?”
“about the person she was talking to.”
“nooo”
“why? she is your friend right?”
“yeah”
“so ask her”
“ok”
“no oks. ask her right now.”
He took me by my arm and took me straight to my room and switched on my PC.
I signed in. She was still online. She is still talking to the ‘mysterious guy’???
I gathered some courage and typed in.
“hey. u still there?”
“yup. kidhar chala gaya tha ?”
“kahin nahi got dc”
“ok”
“u still talking to the guy u were talking to ?”
“wait a min. how do you know its a guy?”
“i dont know” I really didn’t knew and now I was wondering why I thought like that?
“well …i m still talking to the person.and well she isnt a guy. she is my sister.”
“ohhh…ok good.” Good!!! Why did I type good?
“good?”
“yeah good …u r talking to ur sister …thats good isnt it?”
I somehow managed.
Surprise man was sitting right next to me and smiling.
“parth i gtg yaar …..kal do come online ….and dont worry my sister wont b online tomoro …we would talk.”
“oh ok……” Surprise man took control of the keyboard and wrote”…..no i was not worried”
“ohk baba …cya.”
“ok bye..tc”
“u2″
I was angry about the taking control of the my keyboard.
“why did you type that?” I said angrily.
“dont show her that you are worried.”
“well and why is that?”
“never show a girl that you are interested.”
“interested??? in what?”
“in her….in her life …who she talks to and all that.”
“but why ??”
“Because she might think that you are trying to patao her.”
“what ??? I ‘m not patoing her.”
“oh dont you say . You want her .it shows on your face all the time ,Mr romeo!!!”
And he went away. I was still thinking about what he said. I never thought like this before. Am I in love and that too with a person whom I haven’t met yet??
Is this love?
PS: dont know if you would like it…
PS:why do people sometimes talk shit??
PS:anyways sryy for last PS
PS: song of the post
is this love(kismat konnection)…i hope this isn’t copied 
PS:happy friendship’s day!!
PS: ROCK ON!!!!
LESSON-12 July 8, 2008
Posted by uNbReAkAbLe in lesson 12.Tags: chat, girl, google, internet, life, love, PC
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It was 10′ O clock in the morning and I woke up. The sleep was pretty good. Better than the normal days. I just thought about Nida and thought about her voice. It was feeling nice and thinking of her voice I thought about freshing myself up and chat. I was conscious about my voice now, like never before. Now I knew it was good. Smiling to myself I opened the door and my smile turned into anger.
“Surprise man” was standing there.
“Wow gr8 timing.”, he just said this and went inside; started my PC.
“…Where is ZUMA???”
“Didn’t install it.”, he might have known this.
“WHAT?? I told you na.”,trying to look a little dangerous so that I would obey his orders but it didn’t work and he continued.”OK .I will install it anyways.”
I just nodded and went to the bathroom. I was thinking about ‘How to get the surprise man out of my room so that I can talk to Nida’. My brain was stuck. I don’t know why I don’t get any ideas when I really need them.
Suddenly, I got an idea.
I went in search of the cordless we have. ‘Search’ because I seldom used it. Finally I founded it hiding under the sofa-sheets.
Next target was our ‘FPD’, not the ‘flat panel display’ but the ‘Family phone diary’. I somehow managed to find it also. And now the final ‘mystery’ to be founded out was my MATERNAL GRANDMA‘S NO. I dialed her number. It had been quiet a long time since I talked to her. I started without listening to the voice on the other side.
“hallo, main Parth bol raha hun . kya main nani se baat kar sakta hun( hello , I am Parth. Can I talk to grandma ?)”
But the voice on the other side continued.
“For the new number please dial the previous number again after the beep.”
I smiled on that.BEEEEEP
I dialed the number again. And the “MISS” computer talking to me gave me the new number. I dialed the new number again and started walking back to my room with the cordless in my hand.
“hel- lo?”, a shaking voice inquired.
“Namaste nani. Main Parth bol raha hun.(I m Parth speaking)”
“Areeey beta kaisa hai tu?” I don’t know why women of all age start with asking questions. Or did I?
“Main thik hun nani. Aap kaisi ho? aur kya chal raha hai?”
Talking a little bit more I managed to reach my room. And then I implied the most important step of my idea.
“Lo Chakradhar mama se baat karlo.” He stretched his left hand with his right hand still on the mouse playing ZUMA.
“Bahar baat karo mama. Yahan awaaz nahi ayegi.” I said keeping one hand on the receiver. He took the cordless and walked out of the room. My idea was almost successful.
I went to the door behind him and locked it from inside. Then went back to my PC and started some songs-put on the headphones. Headphones were to avoid the ’surprise man’. They could rescue me if he started to knock on the door ,which I knew, he would.
Now I was ready to do what I wanted. I signed in my messenger. It was about time that Nida would be online. And yes she was. I typed.
“hiiiiiiiiiiii”
“hey.hows u?”
“i m gud .wat bout u ?”
“me 2 good.”
“wait i will call.”
“no dont call”
“y????”, I was surprised and it was obvious.
“i m talking to someone.”
“ok”
“well who is he?”
No reply came. I waited for some more time.
“hey u thre?” No reply again. But the reason was that my internet connection was lost and would take a little time to regain itself. I didn’t waited for it. I just turned off my PC.
WHO WAS THIS MYSTERIOUS MAN????
PS: dont know what to write in ps.
PS: anyways one thing can be written.
PS: someone is searching at google with my name :-O
LESSON 8 June 2, 2008
Posted by uNbReAkAbLe in lesson 8.Tags: angry, bajaj, boyfriend, chatting, day, fool, girl, girlfriend, internet, love, night, PC, pulsar
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One horrible day had gone and I was back to my original routine. As usual I woke up at 10 and found out no one at my house. I was feeling very lowly after the last night incidence. The one I cared didn’t care for me. Still, life goes on.
I switched on my PC and and signed into my messenger. I was eager to share my feelings with Nida. I knew she would be the only one who would understand. She was there probably waiting for me. I greeted her.
“hi”
“hey …parth…how are you….just a min….i will be bak.”
“ok.” This was the only word I could have typed but I was feeling like ‘how could she ignore me for something else!!’ I was in pain and she should have been listening to me now. But this feeling soon went away. I realized that she must have some work and she is coming back.
FIVE MINUTES LATER
“srry…took a lil longer than expected.”
“its OK”
“so. how have you been”
“not good”
“oh..wat happened”
She never used question marks I don’t know why?
“I told u bout sneha…my love..”
“ya …wat happened to her…she got married??”
“how can she be married in this age nida???:-O”
“oops srry wat happened tell na.”
“she got a bf”
“lolz..”
“hey cmon how can u laugh?”
“srry….”
“she got a bf nida and she betrayed me .”
“u r overreacting now parth. u even didnt tell her about ur feelings. how can u say she betrayed u”
She was right.
“ok ok srry….but i m feeling lowly.”
“move on parth…..if she is for u she will be urs….now just don’t overreact”
“ok ok …..stil i just wanted to share it wid u. coz u r the only one who knows bout it.”
“heheheh…thnx “
“no thnx….by the way u wrote that u wanted to talk about something.”
“hmmm…..my father is luking for somone to marry me.”
“and u dont want to marry now…u have got a career in front of u ..”
“arey buddhu….i m still doing a job u know it….”
“so?”
“I dont want to marry someone whom I dont know.”
“ohhhhh…..so dont marry na who forced u…”
“I dont know if my father would like the person i will love….becoz of wat raja did to me..”
“chill…..i know u will get the person u love….tension not yaar……dont wrry ..”
And the door bell rang.
“brb” I went to the door and opened it. And it was Sneha standing in front of me with Akash “first me” Arora.
“SHOCKED?”, he started again.
“some what.”
“umm… Parth…you left your wallet yesterday.”, Sneha interrupted. I had forgotten my wallet in her bedroom.
“thanks.”, I tried to smile.
“your welcome.” Akash replied hurriedly. “Come on Sneha we got to go to the movie or we will miss it.”
“Bye Parth.” She smiled again and went to the bajaj pulsar220 and sat on the back seat tightly holding Akash from the back.
BACK TO THE CHATTING
“She came here Nida and i saw her holding tightly the bak of her bf.”
“so?”
“so…???”
“dont make urself a fool…leave it now….by the way …i gotto go now….shopping ….”
“ohk..bubyee tc”
“u2″
As she signed out I hit the switch of the electrical output for my PC. I was angry.
