Thank You!

Dear Readers,
It gives me immense pleasure to tell you that the three parts of "love comes to those who wait", were actually the first three chapters of my manuscript. I wanted to write something strong and different to persuade the publishers. I'm happy that all of you not only admired my writing but also liked the plot and characters. I hope soon after I complete my grade 12, I present before you my debut.

Stay tuned, the blog is still alive.
And, thanks to all once again. 

Love Comes to Those Who Wait [part- 3]

It was a chilly weather. The dusk looked alluring. Between the magnificent woods, there was a little cottage. Wind was striking the tinted window panes of the cottage. Harshita opened the gate of the cottage and entered through a narrow passage.

"Hi Home!" she said chirpily.

"Agya mera beta?" A middle aged woman in grey salwar-kameez embraced Harshita.

"Yes ammu. What's for the dinner?" She asked.

"Egg Curry"

"Ew! ammu you know I hate it," Harshita crincled her cute nose.

"How would Kasauli's best baker like my boring food," her mother taunted more in a funny way.

"Come on ammu! don't tease me this way. I'll help you set the dinner table," Harshita softly touched her mother's hand.

As the night grew deeper the little cottage lighted up. Between the sandalwood trees their little house was illuminated. Harshita and her mother kept themselves busy at the dining table. Their faces showed that they were somehow satisfied with life but the third plate kept untouched full of food showed something tempestuous in the house. Seeing the third plate Harshita finally broke the silence.

"Ammu, change yourself," Harshita had a stern expression on her face.

The beautiful daughter- mother moment was turning into something stressful.

"He will come," her mother said firmly.

"He won't come ever. He went never to come back. Why don't you just forget about it?" Harshita banged her hands over the table. She clenched her hands. Her pretty eyes turned red.

"He is your father," her mother said meekly drooping her eyes.

"He was my father until he decided to leave us alone. He was my father until he started hitting you. He was my father until he refused to give my university fee. He can never be my father. He..." Harshita broke into silent moans.

"Ammu...I..I just don't want to think about the man who left you for a younger woman," Harshita spoke further.

"Beta..,"

"Ammu, I have to prepare an order and send it early in the morning. Good night." Harshita see-offed her mother rudely and smashed the door of her room.

The food was left untouched. The chairs remained lifeless. Harshita's mother removed the plates from the dining table. She silently sobbed. Her past was haunting her. She wanted a happy family like everyone else's. She felt herself to be unlucky. She tried making a home but could not integrate the members of her family. She loved Harshita and all she wanted was to keep her away from the bad memories of her father.

"Why did you do this to us Rajesh?" she led off the tears from her eyes.

Love Comes to Those Who Wait [part- 2]

TWO 

One Year Back

25th January 2012

Harshita was the girl whom every guy dream of but she had always been more interested in baking. Being just twenty and owning a bakery was no less than a dream that came true. She was six when she baked her first cake. Always surrounded by sweetness she was the sweetest girl in that little town of Kasauli. She was a successful entrepreneur and earned at least 70,000 a month from her little bakery on the mall road. People of her town loved to visit her bakery.

Many guys would just visit her bakery to have a glance of her. She was an ideal girl who was hardworking, beautiful and successful.

It was a busy day for Harshita at  "Bake it up!," her bakery. She had been all the time baking and serving. Whenever a tourist would visit her bakery, she would serve and tell them about the beauty of Kasauli. It made her bakery special. She served the finest blueberry muffins. There was a magic in her hands. Whatever ingredient she touched, it turned out to be a delicious confectionery. She was that much perfect!

She see-offed the last visitor of that evening and turned the placard to "closed," when she suddenly heard her name shouted off.

"HARSHITA," it was a crisp female voice.

Harshita got out from the bakery to see whose voice it was and suddenly her lips curved exposing all the pearly white thirty-two.

"Millie!" she screamed and the two chicks hugged tightly.

"I am so happy to see you Harshu," Millie said and both of them headed inside the bakery.

Millie was the only friend Harshita had. From all her friends, Millie was the closest one. She was the one who never broke her trust. Millie was the only one for Harshita after her mother. Millie had been out from Kasauli for about two months for an university exchange program and returned back last night. They missed one another so very much.

They both sat near the fireplace in the bakery. Harshita made them a hot chocolate. Both of them had smiles pasted on their faces and various thoughts were shaking around their heads. It was supposed to be a long gossip evening together!

"So...," Millie said suppressing her smile.

"So?" Harshita replied.

"I mean, how should I tell you?"

"Speak!" Harshita puckered her eyebrows.

"I am in love," Millie said frantically.

"And how that happened?" Harshita asked in a flirtatious manner.

"Actually, um..," Millie started speaking coyly.

"I met him on a flight and we talked during the whole journey and then I realized I actually love him," Millie ended.

"And?" Harshita asked.

"What?"

"What next Millie?"

"That's it," Millie giggled.

"His name?" Harshita asked.

"I don't know," Millie rolled her eyes.

"Oh Gosh! Millliiieeee. You are still that sixteen year old girl felling in love with random people," Harshita laughed.

Both of them had a great time together. They laughed and talked about their past college days and how they used to fun around. Millie started telling about her university and how the exchange program was a big success for her. But, suddenly there was a silence. Harshita went deep in her thoughts and didn't speak anything. What was she thinking about?

"Harshu?" Millie purred.

She could see little droplets emerging from Harshita's eyes.

"I.." Harshita broke into a pool of tears. She couldn't speak a word beyond that. Beneath all that happiness she found in baking there was something intense. Millie was aware of it. She didn't ask but confronted her. She hugged her and tried soothing her hair. Millie was the greatest support Harshita had. Both were connected somewhere in their hearts. But what made Harshita cry? Did it had something related to her past life? Harshita had a lot to reveal.


                                                                            .... To be continued  

Love Comes to Those Who Wait [part- 1]

One

14th February 2013

She was standing there, behind the same counter with buns and cakes just like a year ago. A smile condensed on her milky white face as she saw him. He was the only one whom she had always wanted to be with. Unaware of one another, she loved him the moment she saw him. Fascinated by his charm and masculine character, she started feeling for him the day he entered her bakery. She knew it was the time that she leaned forward and confess to him. She went to the pantry and took something from the invisible corner of the room. It was a rose. Dried. It seemed to be rotten out with time.
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He was sitting on the corner table with few more of his male friends. She hurriedly went towards him. He put his eyes upon her and there was an unknown expression on his face. Did she know her? She bent to the ground near him and took out the rose.
"Will you be my valentine?" She said with a sweet smile on her face.
                    

                                                                                  ... To be continued

Best 15 books for you!

Tired with the semester exams? Want to relax out? Get into these pieces of fiction and make this month the most relaxing. These are the best 15 books with light stories that would take you to the world of fiction. Choose to read all of them or some of them but don't miss out. You will definitely regret! Being a voracious reader, I've read thousands of books and these 15 books are the best sorted out for giving you a happy reading time. Find out a relaxing corner and make yourself a great cup of coffee because these books will give you a ride to the center of your soul.

1. The Fault in Our Stars- JOHN GREEN

I guess, half of the world has already read it or watched the blockbuster movie. If not then what are you waiting for? It's the New York Times bestseller and the best work ever by John Green. The beautiful sky blue cover of the book will fascinate you. You'll get the drive of emotions and would feel love everywhere around. It is among the best love stories produced in the world. The only line that would escape from your mouth when you will finish reading it- "This was the best thing that ever happened to me!" Yes, it is that much amazing and would give you tears and chills. 

2. Focus, Sam- ROHIT GORE

This book revolves around a guy named 'Sam' who is prone to regular accidents. He meets a mystic who tells him that the next accident could take up his life. The only solution is to go back in his life and find out the seven women he had been with in the past years and only one of them could help him rescue the next deadly accident. The plot is really good and interesting as Sam meets all those seven women. The most enjoyable book that would thrill you and even shock you. 

3. Life is What You Make it- PREETI SHENOY

Preeti Shenoy is a writer, artist. dog lover and even a home maker. The book is written with perfection and would give you a positive ray of hope regarding love and life. Do not mistake it as a self- help or a philosophical book. It is a simple, enduring and light hearten piece of fiction. Best plot and characters! You'll skip a heart beat when you'll read the very first page and realize how the events have been woven. It takes you back to the time when mobile phones were not so common and college life was simpler. It is a good book meant for people of every age group.

4. I Too had a Love Story
               and

Can Love Happen Twice? - RAVINDER SINGH 

This was the first love story I read and trust me, it was absolutely alluring. The two books are in a sequence. The first being "I too had a love story" and the second one "Can Love Happen Twice?" The former is a tribute by Ravin (Ravinder Singh) to his dead girlfriend followed by his second book in which he tries to move on and fell in love with another girl. You'll feel love with these two books and it would never leave you. You'll immerse into the plot and the story would give you a lot many experiences. Overall easy to read and experience. 

5. The Promise- NIKITA SINGH

This is a very dramatic and a beautiful love story written by a very talented yet so young Nikita Singh. This story is woven around a rich business man "Arjun Datta" and a simple working girl "Shambhavi". Nikita Singh successfully reflected the emotions in the story. The starting of the book being a bit average won't fascinate the reader but at the mid of the book you would not even want to leave it. The best climax and an overall best attempt to give the reader an unforgettable story. 

6. Revolution 2020

"Chetan Bhagat," who actually brought the revolution in the Indian book market brings yet another life changing story. This is among the best books written and it targets youth. An amazing story woven into shocking climax. One of the best love triangle set up in a divine city of Varanasi. Read to find out best by Chetan Bhagat. The pink cover is what you'd love the most! 

7. 2 States- CHETAN BHAGAT

Watched the movie? No? Then do read it! The book is better than the movie as the events are well described in the book. It focuses on inter- state marriages and the problems of love in the sanskari country- India. You'd love reading it and would not forget it in your whole lifetime. Best for those who dared to love a girl/boy out from their state, country, religion, caste, tribe...It would be tough to marry! 

8. Deb and Avantika Trilogy- DURJOY DATTA

Durjoy Datta presents the best about today's relationships and their problems in his Deb and Avantika trilogy. The three books in sequence are- 

1. Of course I love you

2. Now that you are rich

3. She Broke up, I didn't 

The story is as interesting as the titles itself. Durjoy wrote it aiming the present day relationships. Must read! 

9. Right Here Right Now- NIKITA SINGH

One night read and a must read for every 17 year old girl who loves to fantasize. The story is well written by Nikita Singh which revolves around a 17 year old girl Kalindi. Kalindi wakes up in a hospital room and realize that she does not remember anything. It shows how she tries to live her present without any past. It is a story about disheartening truths and regular teenage life. 

10. Till the Last Breath- DURJOY DATTA

An ultimate book that would leave a deep impact on one's heart. The plot of the story is in a hospital and tells about two reputed doctors and two of their death- fighting patients. Dark pasts are revealed and unwanted deaths are tried to be avoided! Read this book that is written with immense perfection. Every medical student would enjoy reading it! 

11. When Only Love Remains- DURJOY DATTA

This book would take you on a musical ride and would make you feel loved. The best of DD! Every event is written with a perfect string of words. It has everything that a perfect story could have- happening plot, readable, extra ordinary climax and LOVE! You'll get fond of the protagnists- Devrat and Avanti. Grab the copy of WOLR and feel the love.

12. Hold my Hand- DURJOY DATTA

Once you start reading it you would not tend to take your hands off it. The story would take you to Hong Kong. A sweet love story and a surprising ending would help you have a good day. Ahana, being a blind girl becomes a guide for Deep and takes him around Hong Kong having the best time together.

13. Anthologies

Don't have time to read novels? Why not read short stories? The following are the anhologies which would bring about a new experience in every story. 

1. Turning Point- Edited by Nikita Singh

2. 25 Strokes of Kindness- Edited by Nikita Singh and Orvana Ghai

3. Love Stories that touched my Heart- Edited by Ravinder Singh

14. Someone Like You- NIKITA SINGH & DURJOY DATTA

Released on Valentine's Day, it is a wonderful story. The characters and the plot would amaze you. It would make you experience a dramatic movie taking place in your mind. It has the best climax! 

15. Never Let Me Go & Come On Inner Peace- SACHIN GARG

Co- founder (with Durjoy Datta) of Grapevine Publishers, it is the best by Sachin Garg. The two books are in sequence, the first being "Never Let Me Go" followed by "Come On Inner peace." The two books are ultimate and fascinating. You would love the male protagonist- Samar Garg. He has a lot to reveal! 

So, these were the list of those fifteen books that could be read to have a relaxing time. Light hearten and simply amazing, these stories would take you back to your souls. I have already read all of them, have you?

A Woman Can Never Lose

Life for Trisha had never been smooth. She always wished to live a perfect life where she could engage in the society and learn from the people around. Sometimes she used to think that why she was born a girl?

Being a girl and carrying yourself as a typical Indian woman is one of the most difficult task.

Trisha was sixteen when her parents married to a man twice her age. She didn’t even get a chance to complete her school and pursue something. Belonging to a backward society it was her duty to obey all the meaningless rules that she hated the most. She always dreamed of owning herself. Was that a big wish?

This is the story of Trisha who fought for her and every woman’s right.

It was raining outside. The beautiful city of Mumbai looked extremely adorable under those heavy black clouds. Trisha was looking down in her street, watching people hurrying down to their places in that heavy rain. Her string of thoughts suddenly breaks when she hears a loud thud. She rushes inside. It was her husband who threw down the bottle of whiskey on the floor.

“What happened?” Trisha says and picks up the spilled glass.                   

“You whore! When would you give me my son?” Trisha’s husband says this and tightly holds her plait from back. Trisha screams badly.

It was their routine. He would come back home drunk and beat Trisha and ask for a son. The fact that made him beat Trisha was that she would never be able to conceive. Doctors said that it was Trisha who was infertile and they would never have their own child. Since that day her husband would beat her up and rape her each night. Regular sexual assault from her own husband was intolerable for her. She always thought her life to be like the bed of flowers but for her it turned out to be worse that no one could have imagined. She didn’t have any other option rather to live in that hell. She wished to elope from there but she knew she couldn’t go back to her parent’s home as they would kill her. Her life was bad but it turned out to be worst when…

Her husband did not return back home till midnight. Trisha was worried. She was feeling insecure. Suddenly, she hears a bang on the main door. As she opens the door she looks at her husband who is fully drunk and with was his drunken friend. Trisha hurried back to her room until the other man held the pallu of her sari. Her worst dreams came true when she was assaulted by two men, one of them being her own husband.

She knew she didn’t have other options but at the same time she knew that God could never be so cruel to her. She remembered the old saying that she learnt in school, “where there is a will, there is a way.”

Next morning she woke up with a new ray of hope. She knew that Mumbai was a big city and there would be someone to help her out. She wasn’t an illiterate and she knew how strong her constitution was. Many years of constant pain made her a stone hearted woman. After that day she never returned back to her home. But then where did she go?

She went to the women’s cell and made her husband beaten up in the same way he used to hurt her in all those past years. Her family and her husband’s family were in wait to kill her for that drastic step she took but she never returned.

Now, she is the owner on an NGO in Mumbai and she fights for the rights of women like her. It took a single step of hers to change her life.

Dear women from every part of the world, never stay silent in the cage of this society… for one day you’ll realize your voice can only change it. I salute Trisha for her courage who taught her husband and all other men like him that “A woman can never lose.”

You Are No More The Person I Fell In Love With!

Not every relationship goes perfect.

Not every relationship is a fairy tale.

Not every relationship lasts longer.

Not every relationship remains the same.

But yes, every relationship has to end one day!

What is the right time for a relationship to be broken? It's when you realize that the person whom you fell in love with is not the same. You just realize that you loved him, the person 'he was' not the person 'he is' NOW. Sometimes I just ponder upon and get depressed that no relationship is perfect. Not even that of a mother and child or even that of a husband and wife. There are times when a child does not value his mother or the times when husband likes watching other chicks. Where are we heading towards? These are the days where relationships are less valued and emotions are played with. This was not what world was made for. The world was made to spread humanity!

Yes, the times have changed and people are more focused upon their career and routine. But, it doesn't mean that you would forget that there is someone who could be missing you and waiting for your text. One message could make someone's day....Just one!

One year back, you like a girl and you fell in love with her. You think about being with her, having your future with her and marrying her. One fine day you realize that she loves you back and far much much much more than you do. You feel lucky and think about happy future with her. You make a perfect couple and spend hours talking, laughing and being with one another but a single day changes everything. You go miles apart promising her that one day you'd come back and embrace her. You try keeping little promises but you get too happy enjoying the new fascinating life that you even forget to tell her, " I am there for you!" She waits. Longing just for a single phone call. There were times when you would text 1000's of messages and call 100 times a day but now even a single ping on her phone is out of the league? Her day started with your beautiful message saying, "Good morning! have a nice day" but now even a one rupee thing pinches you? Everything spoils. She feels like escaping out. She feels everything on verge. And then ultimately she realize that you are not the person whom she fell in love with.

Dear people in love or out of love, don't leave those little amazing things. Those things that are nothing to you could mean a lot to someone. If you truly love your partner, give them your time. And if you think it's irrelevant and your partner should compromise then it's better to burn the relationship. A clear rejection would be much better than this constant pain.

It is no use of being together when the things you loved are no more and the person who did them is not the same. "Understanding" is something that is needed. It's such an illogical thing to say," I am never busy for you" because you are the one who couldn't give a single second of happiness. You are the one who couldn't keep the fairy tale alive. It's you!

Neeyat and Shreyas [part- 14]

It had been fifteen days since I last looked at Shreyas and twelve days since I thought about him. I am fine. Better! But not perfect. He was the first one who came in my life. I thought every moment of my future with him. I was so engrossed in loving him that I forgot to recognize that it wasn't fairy land and love isn't perfect. I had tried to mend my heart but still there is something left. Our memories. Kriya asked me to date someone else but er, I don't want to. I am scared of getting ditched AGAIN. Life is long and I don't have any much aims left. I belong to myself. Only me. Let's see what life has to serve me. Love comes to those who wait. I guess, I never loved Shreyas. It was just an infatuation but keeping these things aside. Last thing I want to say is that people aren't perfect and neither is their love. It's the respect that wins the love. Hadn't Shreyas called me a 'slut' I would have AT LEAST forgiven him.

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EPILOGUE

Neeyat ande Shreyas had been together for about an year. They share a lot of moments together. Of happiness as well as of disheartening truths. Shreyas couldn't have ever thought of what he did to Neeyat. But Neeyat was nevertheless weak. She surely overcame her dejected past.

"Anmol, ever thought about it?" She asked me while wiping off her tears.

"Um, What Neeyat?" I asked fully amazed.

"That this could happen to you?"

"Might be but life isn't too short to be revolved around assholes like Shreyas. You'll surely get your prince in his shining armor. Life gives a lot of memories- both bad and good but one must leave the sad ones behind." I said with a smile hoping Neeyat to smile as well.

"Yeah, right! His memories have fainted now." Ultimately her lips curved into a smile posing a positive hope.

"Hey! I like that guy in that superman tee out there," she giggled.

"Oh really? You know him?" I grinned at her.

"Yeah, somewhat."

"Oh my god! Someone is blushing." I smiled in a flirtatious manner.

"Let's go." She ultimately got up to leave the room.

And, we left that depressing corner of the closet.


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I won't ever forget what Neeyat went through. She became a real inspiration for me.


~"I became strong when you set me free and I became even stronger when I let you go"~

**THE END**

Neeyat and Shreyas #Heartbreak [part- 13]

Next day I woke with a severe head ache. The bed sheet was wet and my face red. I was reluctant to open my eyelids. It felt as if someone had put some weight on my eyes. I was feeling paralyzed. As I rubbed my eyes and tried to wake up all the events from the previous day rushed back in my mind. With loads of crying and sobbing I didn't felt like crying again. I knew that it would be quite difficult for me to move on so quickly but I knew that I wasn't so weak. God provide us with what we deserve and yeah, that asshole ditched me. Might be I didn't deserve him or he was such a loser and wasn't to be loved so much? I summoned all my strengths and went towards the bathroom. I took shower and went to the breakfast table later.  My mom was sitting alone humming some lines of an old song. She was busy applying butter on the toast. I broke the ice and started a conversation.

"Where is dad?" I asked not letting my voice break.

"He leaves for office at eight. If you remember!" mom said still busy applying the butter.

I realized that how few months turned my life upside down. There was hardly any moment when I could sit and chat with my mom like I used to do earlier. I was trapped in the virtual world where Shreyas promised to keep me. And know when he had kicked me out, I had realized how badly I ignored my lovable parents. They were always there for me. Twenty two years of love and care faded away when that asshole came. Yes he was an asshole! He deserves to be called that.

I tried pasting a fake smile on my face so that my mother could not sense the emotional trouble I went through yesterday. She saw Kriya coming home yesterday. She sensed that something was wrong but she didn't asked so as to make the situation worse. She passed on the toast to me. I was sad but I could see some revenge settled down inside me. I had a hearty breakfast.

"Everything okay? I saw Kriya coming out from your room all flushed and monotonous," mom ultimately asked looking at me.

"And Neeyat did you cry your eyes out? Just look at your eyes. Why they are so red?" She further added.

I was munching my toast and was clueless about what to tell her. I wish I could tell her everything. She was my fairy godmother.

"Nothing mom. I was missing Kriya and others."

"Oh goodness! Neeyat you could have asked me and I would have arranged a home party for you girls," she said narrowing her eyebrows.

She was too sweet to be a mom. As I said, she was a fairy godmother. I all the sad things at least there was something good with me. My mom.


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I finished my breakfast and went to my room. Of course my heart was broken into thousands of pieces but my eyes were dry enough to let out another gallon of tears. I thought that Shreyas didn't deserve to be cried for. He was just a stinky pig that was to be left alone in the slurry of shit. I was hating me. Period. It was rather good for my mental health. I patted myself in my mind and logged in my Facebook account. I had to do important tasks. I had that one hot picture of mine that Shreyas had always asked me not to upload it. Jealous mother fucker he was. I uploaded it! I was waiting for him to see it and realize that he no longer ruled my life. I minimized the Facebook window and deleted Shreyas' contact from my phone. He was in my reject list. I had a long to-do list. I made my mind to be a devil and haunt him in his nightmares.

I maximized the window to look if there were any notifications. I had few of them from my picture that I recently uploaded. There were few likes and comments my Shreyas and Danish. Well, Danish was Shreyas' best friend. He asked me out few moths back (When I and Shreyas weren't together). I stop talking to him and didn't reply him much because Shreyas was insecure with me if I talked to him. I opened the comments and suddenly a tear trickled down from my eye. The comments were devastating.

Danish- Red hot ;)

Shreyas- Danish hot? :P I am proud to be single now. Look at the pik man. Hahah!

Danish- She would not like you saying this!

Shreyas- Doesn't matter. Let her bark. She is just a slut for me.

What did he say? I am a slut...for him? He was the one who tried slipping his hand inside my clothing. He was the one who tried coming close. He was the one who faked love but...I was a slut...for him? I never knew that loving him would be that hurtful. If I would have ever known this, I would have pushed him back. It would have pinched a little if Shreyas would scream at me or beat me. At least it would be better that I being called a slut. I never thought that my Shreyas, my hot shot would ever say like that to me. I would have done bad things to him but surely I didn't deserve to be called a slut. I thought I was her Barbie (As he used to call me). I thought so much but it had to end at the word "Slut". The tears didn't stop oozing. I knew I would never forgive him. He was no longer mine. He never was!

With my shivering hands I deleted the picture and removed Shreyas from my friend list. I wanted to ask him...was it easy to leave me? But I knew I was just a slut for him. I tried blocking him from everywhere. I tried erasing all our memories. Nothing was left except the hatred. I wanted to move on. Go away from his haunting memories.

Neeyat and Shreyas #Cheating [part- 12(b)]

I changed myself into warm clothes and slipped under the blanket. I didn't want to think about it. I was somewhat amused at whatever happened. It was similar to a drama created by any Ekta Kappor's daily soap.

The story that Kriya told me kept flashing in front of my eyes. She was right. She knew where everything would end. I wish I would have listened to what she meant to convey me. I was a failure. I failed to understand my best friend. I failed to watch the real intentions of Shreyas. The time his hand got into my top, I would have realized for what he was with me. I should have realized that I held no meaning for him and it was Sana he actually cared for (I don't know if he cared for her even?) He left my hand and went to explain her. What about my explanations? I wanted my answers too! My head turned into an undifferentiated slurry of thoughts. I was confused and I dozed off.

As I woke up, I saw the pillow under my head wet. My eyes swelled and my throat was sore. Everything that happened flashed again. I gazed at my phone screen and there were 53 missed calls by Shreyas plus, 12 text messages. I gave a dry laugh and thought to myself, " Atleast he got to know about my existence." I opened the inbox to read his text messages. Each message said the same thing- "Pick my call." His attitude and ways turned my life dry and monotonous. I didn't call him back. Instead, I called Kriya.

"Hello?" She picked my call.

"Kriya?" I said in a breaking voice.

"What happened Neeyat? You okay?" She said fully exhausted.

"Please come over my place. I need you." I nearly busted out into pool of tears.

I was waiting for Kriya and I knew she would cry for me. I never thought loving someone would be that devastating. She knocked at the door and came in. She saw me sitting in the corner of my room with my legs folded and my face burried inside my palms. She came over and hugged me tight. Thousands of words came out of my tongue. I was blabbering between the rapid sobs.

"My baby, what happened?" She wiped off my tears and gave me a glass of water. I took the glass with both my hands and drank the water with my shivering lips.

She held me and made me sit on the bed. She laid me down and covered me with the blanket. She laid beside me.

"Neeyat I know it's something about Shreyas. I knew he would leave you like a dreary corpse," she puckered her eyebrows and said.

I told her everything. Starting from the first time I saw Shreyas a bit indifferent. I told her how he tried to slip his hand under my clothing. I told her about the comment and the girl- Sana. I told every minute detail.

.......I love him." I ended.

I turned my head to look at her. She was starring at the ceiling. A tear flowed down to the bed from the corner of her eye.

"Kriya?" I purred.

"How did you tolerate all this? You are still saying you love him. How can this cute little girl be so strong?" She looked at me. There was a minute silence until my phone vibrated. It was Shreyas.

"hand over the phone to me," Kriya snatched it from me.

"Please don't say anything to him," I said in a low voice.

" Neeyat are you really out of your mind? He did bad to you. He turned you into a living dead but you're still thinking about him?"

"I..I..."

"Now don't say that you love him. YOU ARE NOT AT ALL SUPPOSED TO LOVE HIM. Just shut up and let me do what I want to."

She took the phone and put the call on speaker. Shreyas shouted at his loudest pitch.

"Neeyat? Are you out of your mind? You left such an expensive ring there on the table? Do you even know that it was quite costly? Oh yeah! Well, how would you know? You're just a middle class girl with middle class clothes and mentality."

"Shreyas..." my voice broke.

Kriya cut the call.

"Did you listen what he said? You still love him? Kriya asked.

I had no answers. His words were as bold as his attitude. I was scarred. He never loved me. Was all that an illusion? I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry but I didn't do anything. I was freeze.

It had been three hours and I was still dead with my senses.

"Neeyat please handle yorself," Kriya patted on my shoulder and left my room.

I still not believed if that actually happened?

Neeyat and Shreyas #Cheating [part- 12 (a)]

I was getting possessive with every day that passed. I wanted every other girl in this world to know that Shreyas was only mine. MINE. I was insecure about him. I knew I was the only one who could love him the most. Shreyas broke my heart several times and hurt me. he had stabbed me in my heart but still heart loved him. I accepted him despite of all my heart breaks. I trusted him endlessly. I was blind in his love. It's often said that when you love someone, you trust him or her blindly. Same was with me. I could never even think about Shreyas cheating upon me. But, the only thing I wanted to clear out was about that girl "Sana". It was 2nd October and we guys completed our 10 months. I planned to meet him and clear out every dilemma I had in my mind. I knew that Shreyas would understand me well. he loved me and I was insane for him.

The CCD lounge was full of buzz and vigor. There were couples sitting together with their hand held tight. I sat at one corner of the lounge waiting for Shreyas. It had been ten minutes and Shreyas  didn't arrive. I was getting restless with every passing minute. The excitement that brimmed up to my head lowered down and I was turning green in that awful situation. I was alone between the handful of love birds. I drank a glass of water and cooled myself. I started swiping my phone when I felt someone coming from behind. I turned back to see and it was Shreyas. He was looking immensely adorable in a blue shirt that was tucked inside his sexy denims. He held the bouquet of roses. I could feel the beautiful fragrance. As he smiled and held my waist to wish me, everything around lit up. I was elated!

I sensed something awkward. His hand started slipping into my top. I felt weird. Shreyas never tried doing an absurd act like that. I pushed him away. He ignored that fact and wished me again. We sat to order. The absurdness of Shreyas revolved in my head. Many question popped in my head. Why he did that?

"Your order." A waiter said that broke my string of thoughts.

Shreyas smiled and asked me to sip the cold coffee from the same glass. He was happy and his face had a different kind of gleam. He was really happy, I thought. A cute smile condensed on my face as I thought about him. He stood up from the chair opposite to me and pushed me to sit beside me on the same couch. He was close enough that i could sense his warm breath. He came closer. his lips purred and he whispered, "I love you Barbie." It sent tinges across my whole body. I never had him so close to me. My lips quivered to say him that I loved him too. He took my hand in his and kissed it gently. I smiled. I still remember the sweet words that he said ~

"To the cutest girlfriend anyone would ever had, I, hereby confess that you're the most beautiful thing that had ever happened to me. Will you be my love always and forever?"

He slipped a shiny antique ring in my left hand. I was happy to see "us" so great together. It felt like a beautiful dream but every dream has to end and so did this.

A crisp female voice said "Shreyas" and our intense eye starring interrupted. She was a tall young girl in her early twenties. There was stern expression on her face. I could not relate to whatever was happening. She was ached. I didn't know what for?

"Sana", Shreyas trembled and stood up.

All the thoughts that were hazy in my mind cleared up at once.

"Sana just let me explain," he left my hand and went towards her.

I was numb and I was trying to relate. The girl rushed outwards and so did he. Both of them got out of my sight and I was still numb trying to know about whatever happened. My eyes were dry at that time. I didn't felt like crying. I left the bouquet on the table and removed the ring from my hand. I went back to my home, my slumber where I belonged.


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Neeyat and Shreyas #Past [part- 11]

The marriage was over. The buzz was over but one thing that still flashed in my eyes was that one Facebook comment. I didn't know whether I was being over reactive or I was being jealous but getting jealous from a random outsider was not at all a genuine thing. Shreyas was back to his normal routine and our long chats resumed. I thought I would lose Shreyas and those happy moments would end. But somehow I got them back. Happiness for me was spending hours talking to him. I didn't ask him about the girl commenting on his picture. I didn't want him to think that I was immature. I didn't want him to say that I didn't trust him. I trusted him blindly. I knew he was just mine.

One fine day when everything was back to normal, I and Shreyas were bust gossiping until Shreyas started out with something serious. I still remember our chat from that day.

Shreyas- Barbie, I want everything to be clear among us.

Neeyat- I didn't get you.

Shreyas- I mean, my past. Your past?

Neeyat- I didn't had any past. My life is like an open book.

Shreyas- Don't tell me you didn't had any boyfriend earlier? :O

Neeyat- Nope!

Shreyas- You might be kidding? Right?

Neeyat- No! I am seriously serious! 

Shreyas- But I have an intense past. Since I've decided to live the rest of my life with you, I don't want to hide anything from you.

Neeyat- Hm...okay! So how many girlfriends you had? Uncountable, I guess! *chuckles*

Shreyas- Shut up Neeyat. If you are here to tease me, I am just leaving.

Neeyat- Okay Sorry! Tell me. I am listening!

Shreyas- Shall I show you something?

Neeyat- Sure!

After few minutes a message popped up. It was an attachment of few pictures. Beautiful girls they were! I was offended to see them and I thought why Shreyas had sent me all those pictures.

Shreyas- All these pictures are of the girls that I had ever been with. I never thought that one day all of them would hold no meaning to me. You are the only one Neeyat.

I ignored whatever he said.

Neeyat- Can you tell their names?

Shreyas- Hm...
The first one is Archita then it's Arohi, Ishita, Avantika, Nisha, Sahiba and that last one is Roshini.

Neeyat- Oh! I see, such a big list. So the list goes on...

Shreyas- No Barbie. It just ends at you. I love you. :)

Neeyat- hm..

Shreyas- Reply? >.<

Neeyat- I love you, too!

I was just thinking intensely about that large list that Shreyas held until he asked me something stupid-

Shreyas- Which one you found the prettiest?

Neeyat- All are pretty!

Shreyas- Dekha! My choice ;)

Neeyat- hm..

I was not in a mood to smile or laugh at his silly jokes. I was sad and I seriously didn't know why.

Shreyas- Tell any one!

Neeyat- Roshini. She is cute

Shreyas- Okay! But my favorite is Sahiba.  She was the hottest among everyone.

I didn't reply to his text. I thought about "us" that we were few months back. I wanted the time to travel backwards and freeze. The previous days were good. I was happy with him. I never knew what would be it's after- effects. I logged off. I was feeling insane. I was talking to myself. I wished everything got alright. I closed my eyes and drop of tears flowed from my eyes...

"I am sad today. I don't know why. There is a stern expression on my face and I really don't know why is it so. Am I jealous? I think so. But why? I really can't figure out. I was happy when we were just friends but now? Nothing is left between us. For you, it might be a step above our friendship but for me our friendship was everything. At least then, I had an illusion that we were close. Today you shattered me. I want everything to be the way it was earlier. I want the old you. Can you return back? please? "

I opened my watery eyes and thought about whatever happened. Shreyas, who had been so loving kept me shattered. When I wanted him to pick me up he was busy talking about his choices. That was his past but still he had their pictures. I texted him-

"Do you have any picture of mine in your cell phone?"

His reply came instantly-

"No! All your pictures are there on FB. I see them."

I read and switched off my phone. I got all my answers.

Neeyat and Shreyas #Days Passing [part- 10 (b)]

One month later...


"I am so happy," Shreyas leaned forward and hugged me.

I was bit surprised to see him so happy. At last I asked him the reason behind his broad smile and he told that it was his brother's marriage next week. It was a great family celebration time for Shreyas and I was happy to see him that way.

"Congratulations," I smiled and hugged him. He held me tighter and started to tickle me. I cuddled onto him and smiled.

"Don't congratulate me now. It's not the right time," he said.

"Why?" I asked almost puzzled.

"I am waiting for my marriage," he giggled and pulled my right cheek. There were magnificent smiles on our faces. We were happy together.

Days passed and Shreyas got busy with all the preparations at his home. He never sounded so happy after all, it was a huge celebration time for him. But, at the same time it was difficult for me to stay alone. Suddenly, our long chats and phone calls reduced. He hardly cared to text me and ask if I was fine. I felt bad to know that Shreyas didn't even bother to know if I was fine. Those days were bit depressing for me as he was not around. I wanted him badly but somewhere I understood that he might be busy with his family. Being a responsible son, he had to do all the chores.

One day, I casually logged in my Facebook and I saw him online. He was there but despite of that he didn't message me. I was numb and sad at the same moment. At last, I messaged him because I couldn't resist myself. I missed him a lot.

Neeyat- Shreyas? You don't even bother to message. :/

I waited for ten minutes and he didn't reply. I thought to myself if he was just ignoring me? I didn't message him again and logged off. It was disheartening to be all alone after so much attachment with someone. He wasn't there and I was all alone. I thought if Shreyas would have replied me. After two hours, I logged in my account and to my surprise, he was still online but didn't reply to me. I was so darn angry at him that I deactivated me account. I didn't wish to see him ignoring me that much.

And...then the day came when I thought about activating my account. It was actually shocking to know that Shreyas didn't bother to even message me. Shreyas was free from all his hectic work at home. I thought if he would have texted me back and would have missed me in the same way as I did. He was not online at that time but my news feed was full of his pictures. He looked handsome in them. There was one such picture in which he smiled like a cute little puppy. I smiled looking at him. I felt like commenting all nice things on his picture. I opened the comment box but as soon as I opened it, I saw a comment on his picture. It was-

"Sooo...cute ^_^"

The comment was by someone named "Sana." As soon as I saw the comment, Sherlock Holmes in me popped out. I checked her profile and read about her. She was not from any of his Alma mater. I thought to myself  "What if Shreyas added her randomly?" I saw her pictures. None of the pictures were of hers. Her timeline was full of love statuses and every status of hers had a comment by Shreyas. I banged the keyboard of my laptop and called Shreyas. He didn't pick up my call and I was filled with anger up-to my mouth. I was totally confused. Was I wrong? I was being just too possessive. I calmed down and thought positively. I trusted Shreyas. He was the best part of my life and I knew he would never cheat on me until that brutal day came...

Neeyat and Shreyas #Days passing [part- 10 (a)]

All my days with Shreyas passes smoothly. We mostly spent our days chatting on Facebook. We shared our relationship and togetherness on Facebook. It was the only medium that held us together. I was in love. My emotions overflowed. I felt myself to be the luckiest person alive. Everything was too good. No problems, no fights and no backstabbing. Shreyas was mine.


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My phone beeped.

Shreyas: I want you there at Facebook in five minutes.

I logged in my account and to my surprise, there was an amazing post in my new feed. It said:

"For Someone..."

And it had a picture of that black check shirt. A wide smile condensed on my face. Along with that smile were those little drops of happiness in my eyes. It was just two months that we had been together and it felt like years. Every moment of my life was special with Shreyas. He always tried to make me feel special.

Shreyas- So Barbie, how was it?

Neeyat- Aw.. :)

Shreyas- :)

Neeyat- The moment I saw that post...I was just too overwhelmed. Thanks a lot :)

Shreyas- I know that you love that shirt of mine.

Neeyat- Of course I do! :D

Shreyas- More than me?

Neeyat- Yeah! :P

Shreyas- :(

Neeyat-  Aw..
               I love that guy in the shirt more than the shirt itself.

Shreyas- Love you Barbie!

Neeyat- Love you, too!


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Just like that; days passed, months passed and each and every minute felt so special until ...

"Met with an accident. Now in DMC hospital." (Shreyas's Facebook status- 9 July 12)

That stupid guy of mine had an accident and he fractured his leg. I was worried but more than that I was annoyed. Shreyas was taking his injury so casually as if it was a public event. He was putting up status and his timeline was full of "GWS". I swear if Shreyas would have been there in front of me, I would have slapped him first and then hugged him tightly. I puked out my anger at him...

Neeyat- You dumb ass, what are you doig? >:O

Shreyas- Enjoying! :P

Neeyat- I feel like slapping you tight.

Shreyas- I'll be okay! Just a leg fracture.

Neeyat- When will you learn to take care of yourself?

Shreyas- You are there for that! :)

Neeyat- Stop flattering and tell me how that happened.

Shreyas- Oh that girl! :D I was on my bike and I saw her from behind. She was walking on the side of the road. I overtook her and turned my face to see her...She looked :* :* :* But, I was unaware about that SUV that came from the wrong side and it hit me. BAAAMMM! Uff! I couldn't see her face properly! LOL :P

I read and logged off . I knew that he was just teasing me but somewhere my heart ached. I loved him and I wanted him just to look at me. Only me. Whatever he said pinched me. I never thought Shreyas to be of that type. Watching out girls and wanting their faces to be display. That was disappointing. I started hating Shreyas at that particular time. Period.

My phone vibrated and it was a call from Shreyas. I was darn annoyed and disturbed. I felt like kicking him in his nuts but somewhere in the lost corner of my heart, I loved him. Between the mild sobs I picked up his call.

"Neeyat that was just a joke. I was just kidding. How could I feel like watching someone else's face when I have such a moon lit face to gaze upon," he said politely that dissolved all the tears in my eyes.

"Neeyat?" he called upon again.

I had nothing to say. Was that the guilt or the confusion? All I could interpret and say was,

"If that was just a joke then how come you had such a brutal accident."

"I...I don't remember," he said stammering.

I disconnected the phone and threw it across the dressing table. The perfume bottle fell off into thousands of pieces. My heart's state was the same. It broke into thousands of  undefended pieces.

It was the first time when I thought differently about Shreyas. I never knew that he wore a mask of a decent guy. He was same as other road side romeos. I hated him at that time. Just because he was at bed rest and was not in a healthy condition, I tried to forget the incident.

Neeyat and Shreyas # First official date [part- 9]

"Alright, what should I do with these spectacles? Shall I remove it? No. Nothing would be visible. Shall I wear it? No. I want to look beautiful. But, Shreyas had seen me in these spectacles before and he said I looked cute. Um, no. I'll buy contact lenses. I WANT TO LOOK BEAUTIFUL."

At that time, I was focused on only one thing-
"I had to look beautiful."

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I went at the nearest optical shop and bought myself a pair of contact lenses. I never knew I would be so much excited to meet him. I wanted him to look at me. To look into my eyes and see how much special he was for me.

His favorite colour was red. So, I managed to take out that rare red top from my wardrobe but suddenly I remembered that it was the same top I wore when he saw me for the first time. I thought about buying a new apparel. I went to see my wallet. It was as usual empty. I just had 500 bucks. I knew that I won't be able to look that ravishing with those 500 bucks.

I was all lost with bundles of clothes spread on my bed. I wasn't able to decide what to wear. Being a simple and an ordinary girl, I was never particular about my looks but this time I was mad at myself. At last I decided to wear blue check. "Check" had always been my all time favorite.

After finalizing all the stuff : hair accessories, bracelet, clothes and footwear, I finally cleaned my room and switched off the lights. My eyes were closed but nothing was blank. On that dark background was the smile of Shreyas. I knew that tomorrow I and Shreyas would actually feel something and that something was "oddness" because It was not an official date. I never thought that my first date would be like that. Well, it wasn't actually a date. It was just an in-person meeting. Keeping those creepy thoughts apart I finally drifted off to sleep.

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I woke up before my alarm rang. I was too excited about our meet that I forgot it was fresher's assembly at the college and I had to give a five minute long speech. Since I had few extra minutes left with me, I decided to write. I held a pen and a piece of paper but I stopped there.

"If I waste time writing this stupid speech, I won't be able to get ready," I said to myself. So, for the first time in my lifetime, "I", Neeyat, an A grade student closed the working stuff and started flaunting myself.

I went to the washroom and brushed my teeth. Not once. Twice. I wanted my teeth to look as white as pearl. Finally, I took shower with excess of shower gel. After coming back from the washroom I nearly emptied half the bottle of perfume on myself. I swear, I was getting insane. I left my hair open. I wanted the breeze to let my tresses flow.

Without even having my breakfast, I took the car keys and flung into it. I finally looked myself in the side mirror. I looked good but something was missing- that gorgeous lip gloss. It gave a pink tinge to my lips. I applied and smacked my lips. I was ready to go.

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I went inside the college gate, greeted my teachers and rushed to the auditorium. I really didn't know why I was in hurry. Almost three hours were left for my college to get over and still I was rushing for everything.

As I entered the auditorium, I could see girls (freshers) in full enthusiasm, ready to start a new life full of sunshine. Deja vu. I still remember I was one of them three years back. As the welcoming started, I was called upon the stage. I knew that I didn't prepare a speech but I even knew that I was not a dumb- ass that would trip on the stage due to nervousness. It was not the first time that I was on the stage. I remembered few things from here and there, I recollected them and spoke. I still remember the first line I spoke!

"If you stand for a reason be prepared to stand alone like a tree,
and if you fall on the ground, fall like a seed, that grows back again."

With all that regular ceremonies, everything was over. I checked my phone and it was 11:58. "Shreyas would be there in just few seconds." My heart started pounding and my hands sweating. Suddenly. my phone vibrated. It was a call from Shreyas.

"Hello?" I picked up the phone.

"Come fast! I am there," he replied.

I haphazardly rushed to the washroom, fixed my hair and went towards the exit gate.

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I could see him. That cute guy. Grown to perfection. Perfect height and perfect bones in perfect skin. I really didn't know how could he be so much perfect? I could see his back, his face the other side. I silently went towards him and patted him from behind.

"Neeyat!" he said and turned.

"Hey"

"Hey! How are you? You look so Beautiful."

"Thank you!" I smiled.

We stood there for five minutes with smiles on our faces. Suddenly out of blue. Shreyas held my hand and took me towards his car.

"Sit," he said and opened the door of his car.

I sat and he closed the door.

"Quite cute!" he said.

"What?"

"You, stupid!" he said and pulled my cheeks.

"Oh really? Thanks a lot!"

"You don't want to say anything about me?"

"Well Shreyas, you are just too perfect. What can I compliment a person who is made so perfect."

"I am impressed," he winked.

We both laughed. After few seconds of silence, Shreyas asked me to close my eyes. Initially, I was reluctant to do so but then I closed my eyes. I could sense him coming close. His heavy breath felt warm over my face. He held my face in my hands.

"This one for my cutest Barbie doll."

He said and planted a peck on my right cheek. I immediately opened my eyes and smiled at that cute thing he did to me.

I sat there in his car for long two hours. We talked about various things from here and there. At that time, I wanted the time to stop. I wanted to be there with him forever. That was the most precious time we spent together. That wasn't an official date but it was special for me. No matter how much I tried, I could never forget that day...

I was fully drenched into the love of Shreyas.

Neeyat and Shreyas #Getting together [part- 8]

All day so lost in lost
Each and every moment every minute every day...
Just can't, can't get enough
wanna always be together never go away!

That's all I really wanna do..
That's all I really wanna do!!

It was 2nd April when I had the widest smile on my face. That day, all my worries just fell apart. Single thing was in my mind- "Shreyas."

As my morning alarm rang, I got up and rubbed my eyes. I went into washroom and started brushing my teeth. As I was watching myself in the mirror, I saw a different kind of gleam on my face. I smiled! I had a twinkle in my eyes. Yes! it was the first time I ever felt so special. And, it was the first time when I trusted someone that much. Apart from my mother and father there was also someone else about whom I was so concerned about- Shreyas. He was one of the most important person in my life.

All things around me were perfect. I was being loved. Stupid English songs on my Walkman were replaced by the Bollywood love songs. Every time something that reminded of him, came across, I would giggle. I would usually sing few lines of "I Love You" from "Bodyguard" and try myself to be in place of Salman Khan trying all those foot steps. I knew only one thing, that i was extremely happy. But, somewhere in my mind there was a fear. Fear about losing everything. Fear about losing that happiness. I owed this happiness to Shreyas. I never wanted to lose him as all my happiness belonged to me.

The moment I came out of the washroom, I saw my phone vibrating. It was shreyas.

"Hello?" I said

"Come online. I need to talk, low balance." Shreyas said frantically and ended the call. I had no idea about what Shreyas wanted to talk. So, I just logged in.

Neeyat- What?

Shreyas- Nothing! I am disturbed.

 Neeyat- Disturbed? For what? All okay?

Shreyas- Don't ask so many questions in one go. I want to meet you.

Neeyat- Oh okay! We'll see.

Shreyas- What you'll see? I want to meet you and that too tomorrow. I don't need any excuses. 

Neeyat- Okay! Just calm down first...

Shreyas- Hmm..

Neeyat- Listen! I have some event in the college. Being a starred student in the college, my 
              teachers want me to join the freshers at the gathering tomorrow and I have to go. So,
              I guess we won't be able to meet tomorrow.

Shreyas- What are you talking about? It's cool. We can meet outside your college.

Neeyat- No Shreyas. Have you gone mad? Mine is a girl's college and if any of the security guard
              spots you there, you'll get into a trouble.

Shreyas- OMG! You think a lot. Nothing of that sort will happen. You just come outside near the 
                green belt.

Neeyat- Hey! How do you know that my college has a green belt? 

Shreyas- Come on, every college has a green belt. You just be there at 4 in the evening tomorrow.

Neeyat- okay! See you then..

Shreyas- Bye! :)

Neeyat- Bye :)


I logged off the account. Thousands of thoughts pranged into my mind. I thought that Shreyas looked dashing and i had to look beautiful. At least i could try to, I thought and smiled. That day passed just like any other normal day. Thoughts about meeting Shreyas made butterflies fly in my stomach. I smiled the widest that day. "Is this a date?" I laughed at my own sarcasm. "OFFICIAL DATE OUTSIDE THE COLLEGE...haha!"

Neeyat and Shreyas #Stalking [part- 7 (b)]

"Neeyat?" I heard my mom calling me.

I suddenly woke up and hugged her tightly.

"What happened Neeyat? Are you fine? You slept for five hours. It's 10 pm now."

"Nothing mom. I was very tired," I said hiding my tears.

"Okay. Be there at the dinner table within fifteen minutes. I have made something good for you." She said and left my room.

I went to washroom and washed my face. I tried to look little calm and normal. As I came back, I heard my phone ringing. It was Shreyas.

"Hello Shreyas?" I said hoping him to help me.

"Neeyat? What happened? I saw your message on Facebook. I was quite worried about you."

"Shreyas, I am scared!"

"Tell me Neeyat."

I told him each and every detail of that day's incident. As I was telling him, my voice started to break. Tears started flowing from my eyes. 

"Neeyat please don't cry. You know how weak I become when I see you in pain. I am right here beside you. I will surely do something. Please don't cry. For me, be fine. Be happy!" he said consoling me.

"Shreyas, please help me."

"I will Barbie."

As he said this, everything around me paused. He said me "Barbie." A smile appeared on my face. It was for the first time that Shreyas called me so. It showed how much I meant to him.

"Give me that number," he said.

"Yeah, wait." I gave him the phone number.

"What's his name?"

"Vanshu"

"Okay. Now you need not worry. I am here and now you are safe. Did you have your dinner?"

"No, not till now. Mom is waiting."

"Go fast and have something otherwise you'll become weak. Take care of yourself and you need not worry. I am here."

"Thank you Shreyas."

"You need not!"

"Bye. Good night."

"Bye. Sweet dreams," he said and disconnected the phone. 

I was feeling light hearten then. I knew that Shreyas was there with me. I trusted him. I knew he would do something for me. I had my dinner and I slept peacefully.

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Next morning I woke up totally fresh. I saw a message from Shreyas:

"Did you go to the mall yesterday and that too all alone?"

I replied:

"Yes I went alone but what happened? Why are you asking me this?"

As soon as I replied to his text, he called. I picked his call.

"Why did you go alone yesterday?" he shouted.

"What do you mean? I am not a baby. I can go anywhere I want to. Stop being my daddy." I shouted.

"I talked to Vanshu," he said calmly.

"What did he say?"

"He said that he is mad for you."

"And what did you say then?"

"I said that don't stalk her and he replied that he is not afraid of anyone. He is actually mad for you ha ha." Shreyas laughed.

"Shut up Shreyas. You don't know how much scared I am. Yesterday I cried a lot and you are laughing at my situation?"

"Sorry Barbie."

"You should be."

"Now listen to me carefully. You are not a kid, I know that but still you need to be little more responsible. Do what I say now. Be there at the same showroom  today at 12 noon! Stand near the same trial room."

"Now what is this Shreyas? For whom should I wait?"

"For vanshu," he said hurriedly.

"Shreyas. You are asking me to meet him?"

"Yes."

"Oh goodness."

"Do you trust me?"

"Yeah, I do."

"Then do what I say."

"Okay"

"Good morning and get ready now. Bye."

He disconnected the phone. I thought that he was totally mad but I trusted him. I wanted to go there just for the sake of Shreyas. I knew Shreyas would have done something. It was also a test for him. I wanted to see whether Shreyas would break my trust or make a greater bond with me. I got ready and departed.


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He was standing there. Vanshu. A chilling sensation flew through my spine. I felt very wierd. What the hell was I doing there in front of him? He looked at me and waved. I did not respond to him. I actually didn't want to face that person. He seemed quite fake. He seemed to be covered by different masks. He was the one with chameleon colors. Suddenly someone came from behind.

"Boo.."

I turned to see. He was Shreyas. I smiled and felt very relaxed to see him. In a nut shell, I felt very much comfortable. He very gently held my hand. The way he held it was something I still feel. His soft and gentle fingers touched mine. His rough palm touched my palm. I turned my head to see him but he was already staring me. My mouth gaped to see his expression. His expresiion was that of a great stupidity. He was showing his toothy grin to me.

"Let's go," he whispered in my ear.

"Where?" I asked.

"To your Vanshu."

I got irritated. I suddenly let go my hand from his hand's grip.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Nothing."

"I thought you trusted me."

"I do." I assured him.

He again grabbed my hand and took me near Vanshu. There he was. A stupid, grumpy cat. I hated him. I hated him like hell. I wanted to punch him hard on his nose. I wanted to disfigure his face.  I hated his crocodile smile.

"Hey!" he said.

I didn't reply.

"So Bro, I have brought your love to you. Say whatever you wanted to." Shreyas said to vanshu.

I was shocked to listen all that. I left his hand slowly.

"Yaar! I like you. In fact, I love you. I asked Shreyas to do so and he did this for me. I am very much thankful to him."

He smiled and gave a high five to Shreyas.

What was happening? What was Shreyas doing? He broke my trust. I tried to blink back my tears but couldn't. Tears were coming in my eyes. My eyes drenched with broken dreams. I felt bad. Really very bad. I didn't say anything and I tried to leave the situation. Suddenly, Shreyas held my hand. In just a nanosecond, he punched on Vanshu's face and said,

"Don't you dare to stalk her again."

We left the place. Tears were still in my eyes. I could not interpret the whole situation. What had happened was difficult to recall. I was in a great sense of confusion.

"Barbie, I am sorry. This was the only way by which I could beat that bastard."

"It's okay Shreyas. Thank you!" I cleaned my tears.

"I don't know why I am so possessive about you. The way you started crying, it made me weak."

"Hm?"

"Nothing Barbie. I want to confess something."

"Say?"

"I love you!"