It wasn't Me

The story starts from way back in August 2000….i have just passed my High school with a tangible score of 85%....all are happy…I have just got the membership of the a new elite club….i am enjoying it….but suddenly an angle came into my life..he was an engineering student from BHU …actually he was my cousin…he just googled some “ raw talent “ in “2k sharukh” and he just adviced my parents to coach me for the IIT JEE exams,IIT the kindergarten of all the CEOs , MDs …..well I just stepped out of my 16 year old shell and stepped toward a new horizon….i joined a coaching so I just started attending classes….

Now the most dramatic and deciding events occurred…..i got admission into the science stream of class 11th and I was just an ordinary boy of the class…suddenly GOD started following me….he sent two new girls into my class..KAJOL & KAREENA..They were not like the other common girls in CMS ….one of them were just mind-blowing …she looked awesome,…talked elegantly..and most important she had heaps of self confidence in her mind…so these grls just came and were amalgamated with the CMS culture….now the news was on the billboard that some guys are doing JEE coaching in the class and fortunately I was one of them…..i liked this grl but actually she was not up to my standards…..how can be 92% LAMATANEE,gud looking, magniloquent grl can be upto my standards…so a unavoidable warier was their between us…(KAJOL & 2k SHARUKH) so life just went on for just 4 weeks when another seasonal change happened….

AMBRISH PURI the most notorious boy of the school happened to my best friend…we just strolled in and out whole day …but I was attending my classes….now the time came when GOD decided to just implant the seeds of
“2k5 sharukh”

Now this guy happened to like this awesome kajol…..he just hunted for her home address,phone number,….and the main thing is that I was involved in these all activities with him…..now as time grew old I also started liking the grl but still I knew that she was out of my reach….i just played on with no “goal post on the field”….well I also got the details of the grl and she accidentally(I will explain y accidentally) lived near to my house…We just located her house and started peeping in like every other boy in this age( 16+) do……..well I was developing some new habits of BAD BOYS but still my conscience was not so mature to judge the trial……

Birth day of the new boy

It was just like another day in my life before this big event made “sharukh 2k “ a history…….i was sitting in he front row of the class, solving some JEE questions….a sudden , promising, candid voice crept into my ears…I just changed my vision angle and saw this big,cool,my dream grl beside me…..

”Sharukh Yeh kya Ho raha hai?????”

I was really amazed…the grl was taking to me..I became deaf for 2 seconds..But suddenly she fired some more words to break the silence…

“Sharukh can u, just come out..i want to talk to you”

She just paved her way towards the exit but I was on “cloud number 9 “ I didn’t knew what the story is all about, but still some how I reached out….all my friends were just glazing to our talk…all started peeping in the talk…actually she was the type of grl whom everybody wanted but they just feared of getting a sandal, or principal’s blessing in return……so everybody just stayed away from her….so the sight of our talk made them bite their feet nails…

The film started ….

“Yeh kya ho raha hai????”

“I don’t know , what r u taking about!!!!”,I humbly raised my voice

“Don’t try to be over smart,…u know all the things…”,she replied

“I really don’t know what r u talking about….”

I was unknown about the matter but some thing in mind told me that….
Take this opportunity to nurture your relationship…..

“yeh Ambrish puri kya kar raha??”,she banged

“I am saying that I don’t know anything”, I insisted

“So u don’t know about this letter that ambrish puri wrote to me” she sighed

I was really shocked to hear this as I was really white about this…..well some how I rowed the boat…

“I don’t know what r u talking abt”,I patched

“sharukh I want u to explain him that..he shud stop writing me these kinda letter…”

“I really hate him…..”

Now the story was crystal clear in my mind but I was still new to this flamboyant world…..I quickly changed my mind and started talking in the favor of the grl…..

This was the first step toward the moon….i understood how to be diplomatic in the bloody world….

“You, are a good guy. You should not play with boys like Ambrish”…she bogged

Now the story was getting some sun…I understood that this grl thinks that I am a good guy and I shud not go with Ambrish…..actually the apathy in her talk was blindly visible…but since I was new in the market so I wary in touching any foreign thing….I still insisted to play with the old ball…

“ I think you are mistaken,Ambrish must not have done this…”..I replied

“You don’t know any thing, he has been following me since last few weeks…” she cried

Now I knew the story, but I was amazed that I was also with ambrish in the act…and how come I was unnoticed…well I capitalized the situation and started consoling her…but she was perfect in these kind of acts…she understood the moral of the story and kicked my ass and went away….

We both entered back into the class, with teacher following us…I was feeling quite nervous in the new island but still I showed no signs of fatigue….the class ended and rushed towards my friends to share the story with them….as I started taking to my friends, their was a soft,gently,loving voice following me …

”Sharukh, please do not tell this to anyone…”

The facial expression was so candid and promising that for a moment I was into my midnight sleep, dreaming a date with this girl…

Soon I was brought back by the unpleasant noise of my friends..now mine ear had tested the best qualities so the odd sounds were deafly audible…well I pretended to hide every thing from my friends but the joy of sharing with pal as much more wealthier than confining them to my mine only….

I open the whole story in front of them…they were mentally dead after digesting my words…but they just stayed alive in hope of some deserts after the meal…..

The new period of my life passed on some how and now it’s was midday lunch….I was just flying on the magic carpet when another voice from the back broke out..

“Sharukh…do u have a computer….”

“Yeh!”..I said in a haughty voice

“Then u must have done this job…..”,she nailed on

“I..I….I never did that…by the way I do not have a printer….”I shouted in madness

“Getting a printout is not a big deal..”She replied judicially

Now the story had taken another V turn…the blame was now colored on my back…

She now passed on the “u the culprit...”Look…I was really numb..When I heard that. But still I held my actions…

Earlier this girl had complained this letter to the PTI of our school….he was Mr.KD as we used to call him KD…he was 4 feet but shouted like a hooter…everybody had a different view about him…some called him a ,dog, some said he was 3rd son of Hitler..some said that when he was born ,then the radio must have been playing the national anthem, as he always ordered to stand in “ATTENTION”…well anyways back to my girl…

Now KD had called me earlier enquiring abt the story….since I was a gud football player so Mr.KD had some undue respect for my words….so he just overlooked the girl’s words…and told me to stay away from her….

So in the lunch time after being nailed..I ran to Mr.KD telling him abt the woman of substance…but he consoled me saying that we will call her parents tomorrow…..

I returned back like a small baby being consoled by a mere word of CHOCLATE….
But I was feeling bit secure,,,..I reflected my anger on the girl and told her that tomorrow the principal and her parents will decide the matter…….

She was evaporated to here this..as she was afraid of being telling this at home…the fragments of fear were falling from her beautiful eyes…some had the privilege to reach her hands and some died in the large eyes…….so finally she was crying….now one thing I discovered that pituitary gland of girls are very active..As compared to dormant boy’s version…

I tried to console her but before my words she started…

“Sharukh I didn’t mean that”
“I was bit confused..And feared that’s why I said that u did it….”

“I m sorry please…I take back words..”

Now it appeared that I was a father of this girl..As she was repeatedly telling me the story and apologizing again and again…..but I continued the music…

“Ok I think that you must talk to MR.KD….”
“Now he can only solve your problem….”

The beautiful but painful day ended..I was getting ready for my 3pm coaching class, before I just glared the fear and wariness in her eyes….

“Bring that letter tomorrow..I want to have a look over it..”.i ordered her before leaving

She passed on some unique look which a girl can only decode…well I just drove out kissing the new air around me…..I continued my coaching and returned to the class next day…well this alcohol was certainly controlling me..i started studying hard to get the girls attention…I answered every question….soon I was Mr.IITian of the class…every boy came in drove out with the solutions by my mind…..

This stage lasted for only few days when one day……she again came close to me and started again. Frankly telling this girl had some godly ORA around her…

“Sharukh are you still in friendly with AMBRISH…”

“No not at all…I have left him after that event…”

Now my these standard words made my day….she started developing a faith me…we started sharing jokes,books,notes….and the sharable things that she demanded or I intentionally demanded…

Life moved with every moment enriching our friendship and faith in each other….I started calling her regularly…weather it be an official call or an unofficial call..I enjoyed every pulse of it….I usually called her from my home number but sometimes I dialed her from a PCO….

She too enjoyed my calls...we just shared every moment of our class over the J.L.Baird’s instrument….I usually borrowed some books from her and tried to read them as quickly as possible. So as to impress the girl…

29 good days passed when I started felling the distance between us…..I thought of some planned events that basically encompassed AMBRISH’s presence and then I told kajol that I have prevented her from being damaged…the script was prepared over nightly and implemented fortnightly. I mean was the hero who saved the girl from the all the mess I created…

Eventually I was declared the Oscars and the I was the new upcoming director cum script writer cum hero….the distance reduced exponentially but still she was not in mood to date with me….I was happy with what I had..As this undiscovered planet was now on my ballistic telescope…I was very lively…..before 28 November…

It wasn't Me

The Green Card Day

The day was her birthday…I had already bought a green double flap birthday card for her…It had some hidden meaning in it but the decoder was still not installed on her big brain…so it was totally waist buying a Rs.20 card for a girl, if the ambiguous meaning is not conveyed…well anyways back to the day..

28^th of November I just opened my dream heavy eyes and dialed her number

“ 34***8 ” a sweet sound welcomed my call..She was none other than mine Kajol..

“Happy birthday girl”, I started singing in my crooked voice

“Thank you sharukh…I was getting ready for the school…”she replied

Her words were as if she was blowing some kisses through her receiver…

I hooked the receiver and unhooked my bedcover in excitement….quickly I reached school but the quickly was not quick enough to save my name from the

“Later comer list”

This was not new to me…I occasionally reached on time..When I had some or the other problem….otherwise I was right on the time… i.e. 5 min after the gates closed…well anyways this practice led a drastic downfall in my moral values as I always missed my morning assembly…..anyways I have covered up that now…

So it was regular start to the day with an irregular morning …I settled down after 2^nd period which was a English grammar period…well I glared the lady with the best facial expressions I have ever made after my birth….

“Happy birth day...Kajol..”

“This is for you….”..I passed on that green card which I have bought for her

The girl took that with a sexy but desolate smile…well that was enough for me…at least some girl in the world cared for my gifts…

The grammar period ended and my life’s grammar also ended….

“Sharukh I can’t take this….”she talked on seriously

“No gifts please ….I can’t take this “..She handed me back the green card

My 53 days life had taken a another V turn…the same girl that cared so much for me…the girl that called my name in such a fashion that even my MOM have to think twice before she calls me…..(I mean that her voice really mind-blowing.)..

Had returned my greeting card..And that too in front of the whole class…I was bashed to death…I was totally feeling desolated…before I started shouting in pain…

Since I always sat beside her in the class so even my prayers were audible to her ears…

“What’s the problem. With this card…”

“I thought we were friends and card was more than enough to landmark it…”

The period ended and my anger period just started…I rushed out of the class to ask Kajol about the card..

“What is the problem in cards”..I pleaded

“NO I have a problem..”..She started trying to a take a suitable position in front of me

“No these people will interpret this card as…..”She said

“The people will think that we have a relationship…I mean to say. They will think…”

I quickly understood that the ambiguous meaning of the card was on the role….well I was satisfied as my 20 bugs have worked…..they have conveyed the meaning….but the after effects were no where mentioned on the manual….

My mind grew cold in anger but the heat of the girls always defrosted it….I regained my senses and started working on the script..

“If you have any problem..With me then please leave me…”

“If you think of peoples words…if you are bothered of your bad mirage..Then please..”

My words seemed to work on the big day... But still the day was too young to predict its profession…..the mid day lunch crept in the film..But I continued to show my anger to the girl…I remained aloof from all my friends..I kicked my ass and tried to remain silent for 20mins…I knew that this formula 69 will certainly work….

15 min passed on and the girl was walking towards me….I was standing tall in the physics lab… Looking at the charts that were hung there so as to save the cost of painting the wall…

“Sharukh I m sorry…It didn’t mean to break your heart…”she whispered softly

Frankly telling the girls have a natural birth right to say sorry in whispering sounds and the boys have to ultrasound that words…..while the boys have to sing a song to say sorry for the things that they never did….

Well I ultra sounded that voice but still I could not smell my victory…

"Sharukh can you just give me back that green card…”she begged like a haughty beggar...Begging for 5 rupees

“Well I will give you that but please stop talking to me in these words…”I announced

The lunch was over in 5 min…I was very hungry as I had already skipped my Tiffin but the girls had satisfied my minds hunger….I quickly rushed towards the canteen that was about to wrap out…I begged for 2 smosas…

I don’t know why I was begging all the things from the morning ….first I begged GOD to make Kajol receive my call...then I begged GOD to lend me some confidence…then I begged the gatekeeper to leave me from the regular latecomer beating ….then I begged the girl to take this card….and finally I was begging the teacher to give me some more marks so as I could get a GOOD score….

“Begging all the way….the awesome green card day”

I gave the card back to the girls and sat 10 meters away from her…because I knew that if she again sees me then certainly she would again return that card…

The day ended on a splendid note..I topped the class in the physics test….everybody but she gave me a selfish look….as I have shared my answers with her..So she was second in the class….everybody was just heating up their filaments..And she was just thinking for a good GOOD BYE line…

I packed my bag and started towards the gate…

“Sharukh what do you call this relationship between us….”a soft but familiar voice crept me ear

I was really amazed by the work of that green card…I bought it to nourish our relationship…not to give a name to this SHIP…well I recollected all my formula’s and spilled out some mantra before I finally decided to speak…

"I don’t know what you call this relationship..But I certainly call it...”

“Friendship…”

“Ok that’s good of you …but people think that we are in love with each other…,”

She blended the words

“I least care what the people think of us…I think of you and that’s enough for me”

“Ok thank you sharukh…I think we are good friends…”she whispered as flew away..

I too followed her but this was a different following…every time I followed a girl who has already kicked my ass…but this time I was following a girl who cares for my ass…with consideration under the protection of her own ass…

The event gave me a GREEN CARD to move on… as it was crystal clear that she is deeply interested in me but she was afraid of the public talks…but anyway I was happy with her as her presence gave me some exotic energy to work hard, to excel, to love people, to care for others…I mean she just change my life…I started studying very hard…I topped the coaching tests, class tests….

We shared every moment of success with each other…she was totally in-friendship with this new “sharukh 2k5”…the days went by in happiness...the year 2000 ended on the singing node…

It was December when one day she called me saying that …

“Sharukh, please do not call me for next 15 days...”

“Why..?” I inquired

“My brother Is coming back and I don’t want my brother to listen to this relationship”

“Ok girl...I will not call you...as you wish...”

I was happy that she was giving so much importance to this relationship that she just stopped the SHIP in order to face the storm…I don’t know how to face a storm which these girls sense beforehand…well anyways I just stayed patient and waited for the school re-open day

It wasn't Me

The 26th Earthquake

It was winter vacations so I decided to visit my old pals…I meet my friends that have just left the school…or have shifted to other school because of poor marks…well anyways I meet this guy called “Gulshan Grover”...he was studying in Aliganj branch of CMS mine own school…and he has grown up into a big mafia…of its own kind…this type of mafia are very common in this world...which have nothing concerned with money or drugs but they are basically concerned with their image and their fame in the kids minds...I mean to say they provide every unwanted help to these class 8^th students when they decide to sort a legal matter physically…

They just help these kids to merit their shoulders…so as they could ultimately pave a path to Indian politics….ok coming back to my earthquake….

This was a just a common day when I was off the school for my regular JEE studies…i was on a leave...but since I had to deposit my monthly school fee so I just came in to school to deposit a cheque…..

As I was passing the main gate I saw “Gulshan” standing out with two of his circuits

They were just praising their Munna Bhai for doing a fight last week….well as I saw them… I just moved on to greet them as unfortunately they were my old pals…

“Hello Gulshan…wats up...in Aliganj...”,I started

“Nothing yar...we are just bunking the classes...regularly...”one of them proudly declared

“so what are you doing here..????”,I inquired

They started reveling their heroism in order to get a new film…well anyways they played on with me too…

“We heard that you are in love with a girl called Kajol…”one of them moved on

“We have heard that one guy named “Gaurav”...Is peeping in your relationship..”

“He is trying tantrum s on your girl…”

“Is this true….????”

Well actually Gaurav was just an ordinary boy of the college…actually he had a tendency of approaching every new girl and playing games with her….he also approached my girl…but before she was with me…so this girl has kicked him on that very day but he still insisted on her…

Gaurav was 6 feet short than the regular room height and he had a very small build…I wondered how girls gapped him in their sight…well so this Mr.Gaurav…clashed with me one day…I was told that he was regularly torturing my girl…one day I just caught him by his collar and gave him a trailer…he was threatened to not to talk to Kajol anymore…well at that moment it was a local fight but I didn’t knew that it was being telecasted on AAJ TAK…well the mafia heard about the clash they approached to concerned parties to provide unwanted help….

So as Gulshan asked me that if I am in pain with this guy…at first hand I childishly nodded my head…but after few seconds I erased my nod and told them that right now he is in his limits and we should not threaten him anymore…as anymore shouting will lead our names to the principal’s file….

I feared of damaging my image by doing such kinda jobs…I tried to stay away from it as per the words of my girl…

“Sharukh, you are a good guy...You should not indulge yourself in these activities”

“Yeh you said right...these kids are insane…they have prospects for the future…”I added to her words

I understood that how easy it was to fool a girl on the emotional platform… every time you spill some standard words and the girl slips over them…but she(Kajol) cautiously took every step…that was the main thing that I liked about this girl…as she was totally different form other normal girls of the town….

Well anyways back to Gulshan

“Toh tuje yeh Gaurav pareshan kar raha hai kya????” Gulshan pushed on

“Is he trying to spoil your party…..???”,he added on

“No I have given him his dose and he is happy with it…so please go away...i will…”,I replied

“NO we are here to finish your tension...and today we will kill that bastard….”

“We will teach him a lesson…so that in future he develops an impotency for this girl..”

“No Gulshan I m fine.. no need for your help…”,I pleaded

“NO we here to do that ...and we will do it…”

I tried hard to stop them but the madness on their mind was diamond hard to break…Gulshan’s circuits too added some oil to the fire….well after 10 min it was over…they finally decided to just slap and kick Gaurav…after the school…

My plea continued but they had no effect…after sometime I gave up after all its was Gaurav that will be bashed not me….but still my heart pained a lot as it was clear that image will be certainly tarnished…well one part of my mind told me to………..

After depositing my fee and started my way back to the main gate of the college…

“Sharukh, why were you absent today…?”, Kajol interrogated

“Kajol I was just not feeling well….”,I replied sluggishly

“No you look all right to me…you must be studying hard at home…..”

I don’t know how these girls have a spy network for every boy they cared for …well any ways I was caught napping on my bike….so she knew that I was studying….anyways I just inquired about the proceeding of the day…

“Nothing substantial buddy…just some physics note…some lab assignment……”she replied

“Ok Kajol Thank you for being so helpful…to me….”I patched on

I don’t why I thanked her …but since I had meet her…my habits have changed a lot…I thank every people…even I started thanking the traffic police man for stopping me at the signal….God only know what charm these girl carry in their bag…they just change “compound of life” without even performing a chemical reaction….well she was again looking awesome in her school skirt…

“Kajol…can we just walk to the Gate...”,I begged

“Ok lets wait...I think the classes are over now so one can goooooo…”she whispered

I again ultra sounded her voice and started walking beside her….oh I really felt myself on cloud 9 as this girl was walking and talking with as if we were friends since 3…she was beating me with a book in her hand...she was simply mind-blowing..

I though if this is the effect of one Green card and some JEE questions… then how would she behave when I would get into IIT and would buy her a ticket to the Green land....well anyways that was long away now….

“Sharukh you look cool in this dress...”, pointing toward my black Ajile jacket

“Oh thank you girl…I as just going to my coaching i.e why well dressed…”

So we just strolled up to the gate before her Rickshaw wala came in front of us…

She just handed her heavy bag to him……

“Ok bye Sharukh….”, she waved her soft hands

“Ok bye I will call you today…”, I too waved my hands

As she disappeared in the mist…Gulshan appeared and pressed me wrist…

“So this is Kajol …she is really beautiful...” Gulshan started

“So we are going to kill that bastard…..” Gulshan patched

It wasn't Me

26th Earthquake (.. Contd )

I pleaded for 5 min but they were riding high to hear my requests….i tried my level best to stop them...but they were in some intoxication I suppose…I tried last time to stop them by asking them for a treat at Ganj…but they were deaf…they pushed me aside and ran towards Gaurav to hit him….

“Please do what ever you want…but plz my name should not come in between…”,I cleared on

“Please …not my name…..no sharukh...during the bashing…”,I added

“Ok sharukh….don’t be afraid…this 4 feet has no guts to tell this to anyone…”Gulshan recoiled

“But still I prefer to…. beat him after I leave this campus….plz”, I begged

I was still working on the gravy…but some of his friends…located Gaurav…and took him to the corner of the road….actually our school was just adjacent to PAC headquarters’…so the civil kids were always on the ramp…well at that moment no body was their….it looked as if it was midnight…all were in their houses….mostly sleeping……

“Gaurav….Kya bat hai ….Bahut cahrbi…ho gayi hai kya???” circuit#3 asked pulling his collar

“Tum Log kaun ho…please tell me…?????”Gaurav shouted in 20 decibel voice

I was about to kick start my BMW before I saw Gulshan running toward me…

“Sharukh…hurry up man…POLICE… POLICE….” Gulshan shouted in fear

I turned around and saw Gaurav…weeping like a 2 year kid with 2 civil Kids asscording him ….Gaurav was crying in a 50 db voice….actually his every voice was under 58 Decibels….i wondered how his 4 feet body carried such a small lungs...when their was enough space…as the skull was a barren island….anyways I again ultra sounded his fifty plus voice and rushed to the other side of the road….

“Sharukh tej cahlo...please….”Gulshan repeated continuously

“What happened Gulshan…why were you running……???”

“Nothing yar…as we were Explaining him…about your mermaid girl…..”He replied catching his breath back

“Sooooo what happened….have you used my name…in your lecture…”I stopped my bike

“Nahi we just said the ….Gaurav you should stop helping Girls…otherwise God will

Not help you from death…”

“So did you mentioned my name or not…please…come to the point…”,I begged

As he was remembering the event….I also started my remembering….my life with the mermaid…I was certain that…. if the case is nailed on me then my life would become a hell….i was praying to GOD before, Gulshan...broke up….

“Yeh we used your name...but for one time only….”

“We also used kajol’s name….No problem yar…the kid has no guts...he will sob and forget this…”

For a moment I was numb…my “skin hairs” stood up to salute my valor ….before the sound of horns broke the monotony….

I was standing in the middle of the road and 103 vehicles were behind us blowing the horn…actually we created a traffic jam…the road in front of us was clear but my road had just taken a dirty turn…

I kicked and flew in the polluted air…

“Drop me at Ganj….my friends are waiting their…”, Gulshan continued

“Don’t worry…I am their too help…any time call me…I will rescue you...”, he added

I drove hard to get rid of this Munna bhai ….well after 10 min I was left alone…my mind was out of order…I quickly gulped a Pepsi to recharge the battery…but this time the mind needed some thing more than that…

I rushed to my home and called my Mermaid at 8.05pm...this was the standard time which I used to water my visualizations….as during 8 and 9 my mom was busy with her daily soaps…so the Baird’s instrument satisfied my hourly soaps…

“Kajol…can You hear my Voice….”,I dropped my cords to 40 DB

“Hi sharukh...what’s up…so you are back from your coaching…”,she adjusted her receiver

I just remembered that I was supposed to have a physics class today…and I have missed that too in the madness of the road side nuisance ….but her voice made me think of it…

“Yeh I have just returned ….i heard that you cried today in class…” I sparked the fire

“Who told you this…you were not there…well anyways I didn’t…”, she went on

“Please stop faking me…I know you…you are very soft at heart….your love can even….”

“No sharukh…I didn’t….I was just upset….last night….”she was warming up for the big cry

I was numb for a second….as her upset attitude made me wary….as her talks were indicating me that she had cognizance of the whole event that happened in the evening….well I continued on slowly…to cross check and bandage the SHIP…

“What happened kajo.…why are you so upset….????”,I continued slowly

“Sharukh you know a street Dog died Last night in front of my house…”

“A street Dog….Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!!….What happened to him…”showing much care as 96 days before I was also a street dog

“You know he was like my own baby…I feed him for 6 months…. I just gave up my sweater for it…he was very cute…he always barked when some outside came to our house…”,

she continued praising as if I was dead and she was telling her friend about me

I also got some picture of it as once he also barked at me…when I was injured on her road while performing a stunt on my 1991 Bajaj scooter…Thank god she was not at home at that time…

“So what happened to his dead body...who did the cremation….????”, I formally played on the tune

“My neighbor took all my pain….he is very good…”,she said adding some pain to her voice

At first I though that I should go and kick “the Good Neighbor’s” ass…taking pain for my girl…my girl is not so painful… but I stayed calm to ask about him…

“Who is he….anyways…???”, I inquired

“My uncle….he works in a bank…” she replied

“Ok….i think he is good man…”,I returned my regards

“Yeh you know…he goes to temple every day…….########”,she kept on speaking before the phone line Disconnected

I checked the line but It was not on my side….I tried several times….but I could not connect to “34***8”…it seemed that the lines was jammed like my brain…finally I gave up after 15 mins…..well I was happy that she was white to the evening clash…

I was happy to thinks that still I was on the SHIP… even after a sudden attack by some pirates. I sat down to think about the after effects but all my calculations were based on Gaurav’s moves…

if Gaurav collect’s enough guts to propagate the snaps to Kajol’s mind then I was surely dead…he has this talent of puncturing the tyre at the right point i.e near the Valve body…anyways I somehow tried to condense my imagination….before I started dreaming Kajol….

It was 26th January 2001 next day so I just preferred to stay in bed …before my dad gave me a news that as an EARTHQUAKE had just stuck Gujarat….i quickly switched on the TV to follow the news…but the Quake that sharked my life yesterday was so big that this incidence had no relevance in my present life….

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