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Sunday 26 July 2015
Wednesday 22 July 2015
22nd July 2015
Here is the fourth part of #BEST_FRIENDS_FOREVER?? series, Hope that you like it and do tell me if there should be any improvement.
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BEST FRIENDS FOREVER?? (Part 4)
There is a thing about secrets—it has weight. No matter how much you work out or how strong you are, if you have a secret then it will definitely start crushing you. Ankit had secrets, and a lot of them were enough to destroy the relationship between him and Alia. But is it wrong to keep someone you love away from the flames of your burning life? Is it wrong if you lie to someone to ensure that the truth won’t devastate them? Is it right to keep your best friend in an illusion that she knows everything about you and there is nothing that you can hide?
“What are you thinking?” Ankit’s mother came to him and asked.
“It’s nothing mom.” Ankit replied absent-mindedly.
“Just thinking about it won’t solve the problem son, you know it.”
“So what do you want me to do mom?” Ankit asked his mother, looking for suggestions. At that time he was open to any kind of idea which would make him feel better.
“Tell Alia the truth.” His mother said and looked at him.
“You know I can’t do that.”
“I don’t see any other way to solve your problem.”
“Some problems are meant to remain unsolved then, I guess.” Ankit replied and chuckled. Her mother scoffed and said-
“You know Ankit, when you were born your father told me that he would make you a perfect person, the person he couldn’t become in his life. He wanted to make you the person with a pure heart, not this kind of person who can’t decide himself that what he is becoming. You think you are protecting Alia from being heartbroken by not telling her the truth, but you are actually making her go away from you.” Ankit’s mother replied.
“Maybe that’s what destiny wants.”
“Maybe that’s what you want.” She said and walked away. Ankit was still thinking about the aftermath of telling Alia the truth about him. He kept thinking about it for a long time and then he drifted off to sleep.
“Which one should I choose?” Alia asked Ankit in a confused tone. They were shopping for her at a mall. It was basically a punishment for Ankit for not calling or texting her for a whole week.
“You look funny whatever you wear.” Ankit replied and chuckled. One thing that Ankit was becoming good at was hiding things that were bothering him.
“Are you Ok?” Alia finally asked Ankit. She was trying to confront him for a long time now but everytime she wanted to do that, something from inside used to tell her that Ankit will find his way out of whatever problem he was facing. But she had given him enough time…probably more than enough.
“What would happen to me? I am fine.” Ankit replied without looking at her eyes. Lying to someone while not looking at their eyes is always an easy way, but it is often the most obvious way to find out for others that you are telling a lie and if that is a person with whom you share your tiniest details, it don’t take much time.
“I can wait for the time till you realize that I won’t buy any of this ‘I am fine’ crap and then you could tell me the truth or we could skip the whole waiting part.” Alia said to him. Ankit could not resist but shaking his head in a happy disappointment. In planning to not tell Alia the truth he completely overlooked the fact that she was the only person in the world who knew him better than she knew her name. She definitely deserved to know the truth.
“Are you going to tell me Ankit?” Alia held his hand and said to him.
“If I told you, the things will never be the same Alia.”
“Everything is dynamic baby, everything is changing. But one thing that I assure you will not change is my love for you. It is going to be the same forever.”
“I highly doubt that.”
“There is only one way to find out.” Alia replied and made him look into her eyes. He couldn’t hide anything from her, he had to tell her the truth but he knew this was going to change the course of their entire lives.
“Ok, there is something I have to tell you.” Ankit replied with a lump on his throat.
“I am listening.” Alia replied, eager to listen what will come next from Ankit.
“We have to stop seeing each other.” Ankit said and looked away…
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BEST FRIENDS FOREVER?? (Part 4)
There is a thing about secrets—it has weight. No matter how much you work out or how strong you are, if you have a secret then it will definitely start crushing you. Ankit had secrets, and a lot of them were enough to destroy the relationship between him and Alia. But is it wrong to keep someone you love away from the flames of your burning life? Is it wrong if you lie to someone to ensure that the truth won’t devastate them? Is it right to keep your best friend in an illusion that she knows everything about you and there is nothing that you can hide?
“What are you thinking?” Ankit’s mother came to him and asked.
“It’s nothing mom.” Ankit replied absent-mindedly.
“Just thinking about it won’t solve the problem son, you know it.”
“So what do you want me to do mom?” Ankit asked his mother, looking for suggestions. At that time he was open to any kind of idea which would make him feel better.
“Tell Alia the truth.” His mother said and looked at him.
“You know I can’t do that.”
“I don’t see any other way to solve your problem.”
“Some problems are meant to remain unsolved then, I guess.” Ankit replied and chuckled. Her mother scoffed and said-
“You know Ankit, when you were born your father told me that he would make you a perfect person, the person he couldn’t become in his life. He wanted to make you the person with a pure heart, not this kind of person who can’t decide himself that what he is becoming. You think you are protecting Alia from being heartbroken by not telling her the truth, but you are actually making her go away from you.” Ankit’s mother replied.
“Maybe that’s what destiny wants.”
“Maybe that’s what you want.” She said and walked away. Ankit was still thinking about the aftermath of telling Alia the truth about him. He kept thinking about it for a long time and then he drifted off to sleep.
“Which one should I choose?” Alia asked Ankit in a confused tone. They were shopping for her at a mall. It was basically a punishment for Ankit for not calling or texting her for a whole week.
“You look funny whatever you wear.” Ankit replied and chuckled. One thing that Ankit was becoming good at was hiding things that were bothering him.
“Are you Ok?” Alia finally asked Ankit. She was trying to confront him for a long time now but everytime she wanted to do that, something from inside used to tell her that Ankit will find his way out of whatever problem he was facing. But she had given him enough time…probably more than enough.
“What would happen to me? I am fine.” Ankit replied without looking at her eyes. Lying to someone while not looking at their eyes is always an easy way, but it is often the most obvious way to find out for others that you are telling a lie and if that is a person with whom you share your tiniest details, it don’t take much time.
“I can wait for the time till you realize that I won’t buy any of this ‘I am fine’ crap and then you could tell me the truth or we could skip the whole waiting part.” Alia said to him. Ankit could not resist but shaking his head in a happy disappointment. In planning to not tell Alia the truth he completely overlooked the fact that she was the only person in the world who knew him better than she knew her name. She definitely deserved to know the truth.
“Are you going to tell me Ankit?” Alia held his hand and said to him.
“If I told you, the things will never be the same Alia.”
“Everything is dynamic baby, everything is changing. But one thing that I assure you will not change is my love for you. It is going to be the same forever.”
“I highly doubt that.”
“There is only one way to find out.” Alia replied and made him look into her eyes. He couldn’t hide anything from her, he had to tell her the truth but he knew this was going to change the course of their entire lives.
“Ok, there is something I have to tell you.” Ankit replied with a lump on his throat.
“I am listening.” Alia replied, eager to listen what will come next from Ankit.
“We have to stop seeing each other.” Ankit said and looked away…
Friday 17 July 2015
16th July 2015
Here is the third part of #Best_Friends_Forever?? Series. Hope you like it and please like
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BEST FRIENDS FOREVER?? (PART 3)
You may all have heard of a superhero called ‘The Flash’—the fastest man alive. He possess an ability to run fast…like ridiculously fast. Ankit always loved the Flash, how he always ran with the speed of light and outrun everything in his way. Ankit always wanted to be like him. Since his childhood whenever he used to be at stress, he used to imagine that he was Flash and started running like him in his mind, leaving behind all his problems. Over the years, he has developed this ‘thing’ as a coping mechanism for this stress and all the problems. But over the years he had learnt another thing, and that thing was—there are some things in life which you can’t outrun, no matter how fast you want to run from it, and loving Alia was one of those things for Ankit, along with the other.
“I can’t believe we are together now.” Alia said to Ankit, squeezing his arm which she was clinging to. Ankit said nothing. They were sitting on the side of
“Me too.” He said and looked away. Alia figured out that something was going on in his mind but she decided not to ask him.
“Do you want to watch a movie?” Alia asked him after a long silence. She was the one who was trying to have a normal conversation and Ankit was the one refusing to do so. It normally happens the other way but today was something different.
“No, just sit beside me and hold my hand.” Ankit said to her. Alia followed his command silently.
“Do you want to tell me what is going on with you?” Alia said in a concerned tone. She never saw Ankit this much silent and stressed.
“You know, I had a crush on you since I met you. I would sit all day long with you just to watch you talk endlessly, seeing you smile makes my day. I can’t express how much I love you.” Ankit said while looking in her eyes.
“I know all this, and you don’t have to express anything to me. We are friends for almost 10 years now, I think it’s a long time to know someone well enough to read his or her mind.” She replied and smiled back. Ankit kept looking at her for a moment and looked away from her.
“Can I ask you a question?” Ankit asked Alia. She nodded in affirmation.
“Are you sure that we are right for each other?”
“Why would you ask that?”
“Just tell me.” Ankit continued with a stern expression on his face. Alia was surprised as well as confused after this question. Not because she was sure about Ankit, but because of the fact that Ankit was not sure about him. She thought for a moment and then held Ankit’s hand.
“Come with me outside.”
“But it’s Raining Alia.”
“You are not made of paper. Just come with me.” She said and dragged Ankit out in the garden.
“What the hell are you doing?” Ankit shouted when he saw Alia climbing on a wall. Soon she was about 6-7 meters above Ankit, standing on the edge of the wall.
“Come down, you freak.” Ankit yelled at her. She didn’t listen. instead she smiled at him and gave him a flying kiss.
“What are you…” before Ankit could say anything, he saw Alia closing her eyes and falling towards the ground. Now it was not that Alia was jumping from a 10 story building that if she fells down, she will die but she would definitely get some bruises and injuries if she landed down incorrectly, and Ankit was 99% sure that she would do the ‘incorrectly landing’ part with sheer perfection, so he quickly ran towards Alia to catch her.
“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING mind??” Ankit yelled at Alia in his full strength. He managed to catch her in right time. Alia was still looking at him in his eyes.
“What were you thinking? What if you fell on the ground?” Ankit said to her, still angry with her crazy stunt.
“It is just a wall, we fell from it numerous times when we were children idiot.” Alia replied, trying to defend herself.
“But what were you trying to do?” Ankit said to Alia after realizing that it was not a big ‘stunt’ as he was making in his mind.
“You asked me if we are perfect for each other or not, here is the answer.” Alia said and smiled. Ankit stood there for some time, trying to get a hold of what Alia was trying to tell her.
“I don’t want a guy who treats me like a princess or gets me gifts every day, I just want someone to catch me whenever I fall, and I think you are doing that job pretty well Mr. Ankit Malhotra.” She said and gave him a kiss on her cheeks.
“You are crazy.” Ankit smiled at her and said.
“I know I am.” She said and walked towards the door. Ankit was trying very hard not to tell her about the secret but he couldn’t take it anymore so he decided to do it.
“But what if she gets heartbroken and leaves you?” His inner self raised voice.
“If she is going to find out she will leave me anyways.” Ankit tried to suppress the other voice.
“If you think you can live with guilt of breaking someone’s heart without even giving them a justification then you are terribly wrong.” The other voice once again tried to overpower his decision of not telling Alia about the truth.
“But if I tell her, it will break her heart even more.” Ankit replied, he was trying hard to fight with his inner self but was failing.
“Hey, what are you thinking?” Ankit got diverted from his thoughts by a tap on his shoulders. He turned around and saw Alia standing behind him, drenched in the rain, it started to rain heavily. He had to do it now otherwise he would never get a chance to tell her about the secret, but what if she won’t forgive him after knowing what he was hiding from him? What if she couldn’t handle knowing the truth? What if telling her would change the scenario of their lives forever? These questions were haunting in his mind.
“Ankit, are you going to tell me?” Alia once again said and pulled him out of his thoughts.
“I was thinking that how lucky I am to have you in my life.” He replied.
“That’s so sweet, now let’s get inside before we get sick.” Alia said and walked once again towards the door, this time holding Ankit’s hand.
“Maybe some other time.” He said to himself and walked with Alia.
There are some things that you couldn’t outrun even after running like Flash—and the fear of losing someone you love is one of them too…
You may all have heard of a superhero called ‘The Flash’—the fastest man alive. He possess an ability to run fast…like ridiculously fast. Ankit always loved the Flash, how he always ran with the speed of light and outrun everything in his way. Ankit always wanted to be like him. Since his childhood whenever he used to be at stress, he used to imagine that he was Flash and started running like him in his mind, leaving behind all his problems. Over the years, he has developed this ‘thing’ as a coping mechanism for this stress and all the problems. But over the years he had learnt another thing, and that thing was—there are some things in life which you can’t outrun, no matter how fast you want to run from it, and loving Alia was one of those things for Ankit, along with the other.
“I can’t believe we are together now.” Alia said to Ankit, squeezing his arm which she was clinging to. Ankit said nothing. They were sitting on the side of
“Me too.” He said and looked away. Alia figured out that something was going on in his mind but she decided not to ask him.
“Do you want to watch a movie?” Alia asked him after a long silence. She was the one who was trying to have a normal conversation and Ankit was the one refusing to do so. It normally happens the other way but today was something different.
“No, just sit beside me and hold my hand.” Ankit said to her. Alia followed his command silently.
“Do you want to tell me what is going on with you?” Alia said in a concerned tone. She never saw Ankit this much silent and stressed.
“You know, I had a crush on you since I met you. I would sit all day long with you just to watch you talk endlessly, seeing you smile makes my day. I can’t express how much I love you.” Ankit said while looking in her eyes.
“I know all this, and you don’t have to express anything to me. We are friends for almost 10 years now, I think it’s a long time to know someone well enough to read his or her mind.” She replied and smiled back. Ankit kept looking at her for a moment and looked away from her.
“Can I ask you a question?” Ankit asked Alia. She nodded in affirmation.
“Are you sure that we are right for each other?”
“Why would you ask that?”
“Just tell me.” Ankit continued with a stern expression on his face. Alia was surprised as well as confused after this question. Not because she was sure about Ankit, but because of the fact that Ankit was not sure about him. She thought for a moment and then held Ankit’s hand.
“Come with me outside.”
“But it’s Raining Alia.”
“You are not made of paper. Just come with me.” She said and dragged Ankit out in the garden.
“What the hell are you doing?” Ankit shouted when he saw Alia climbing on a wall. Soon she was about 6-7 meters above Ankit, standing on the edge of the wall.
“Come down, you freak.” Ankit yelled at her. She didn’t listen. instead she smiled at him and gave him a flying kiss.
“What are you…” before Ankit could say anything, he saw Alia closing her eyes and falling towards the ground. Now it was not that Alia was jumping from a 10 story building that if she fells down, she will die but she would definitely get some bruises and injuries if she landed down incorrectly, and Ankit was 99% sure that she would do the ‘incorrectly landing’ part with sheer perfection, so he quickly ran towards Alia to catch her.
“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING mind??” Ankit yelled at Alia in his full strength. He managed to catch her in right time. Alia was still looking at him in his eyes.
“What were you thinking? What if you fell on the ground?” Ankit said to her, still angry with her crazy stunt.
“It is just a wall, we fell from it numerous times when we were children idiot.” Alia replied, trying to defend herself.
“But what were you trying to do?” Ankit said to Alia after realizing that it was not a big ‘stunt’ as he was making in his mind.
“You asked me if we are perfect for each other or not, here is the answer.” Alia said and smiled. Ankit stood there for some time, trying to get a hold of what Alia was trying to tell her.
“I don’t want a guy who treats me like a princess or gets me gifts every day, I just want someone to catch me whenever I fall, and I think you are doing that job pretty well Mr. Ankit Malhotra.” She said and gave him a kiss on her cheeks.
“You are crazy.” Ankit smiled at her and said.
“I know I am.” She said and walked towards the door. Ankit was trying very hard not to tell her about the secret but he couldn’t take it anymore so he decided to do it.
“But what if she gets heartbroken and leaves you?” His inner self raised voice.
“If she is going to find out she will leave me anyways.” Ankit tried to suppress the other voice.
“If you think you can live with guilt of breaking someone’s heart without even giving them a justification then you are terribly wrong.” The other voice once again tried to overpower his decision of not telling Alia about the truth.
“But if I tell her, it will break her heart even more.” Ankit replied, he was trying hard to fight with his inner self but was failing.
“Hey, what are you thinking?” Ankit got diverted from his thoughts by a tap on his shoulders. He turned around and saw Alia standing behind him, drenched in the rain, it started to rain heavily. He had to do it now otherwise he would never get a chance to tell her about the secret, but what if she won’t forgive him after knowing what he was hiding from him? What if she couldn’t handle knowing the truth? What if telling her would change the scenario of their lives forever? These questions were haunting in his mind.
“Ankit, are you going to tell me?” Alia once again said and pulled him out of his thoughts.
“I was thinking that how lucky I am to have you in my life.” He replied.
“That’s so sweet, now let’s get inside before we get sick.” Alia said and walked once again towards the door, this time holding Ankit’s hand.
“Maybe some other time.” He said to himself and walked with Alia.
There are some things that you couldn’t outrun even after running like Flash—and the fear of losing someone you love is one of them too…
Tuesday 14 July 2015
Book Review- From Where I See by Ajay Yadav
There are two kinds of people in this world—one who believes what they are made to believe, and others which don’t believe anything just because other believes those things, and Dr. Ajay Yadav is certainly the second kind of person. I got this book from Author’s paradise to review a few days ago. It starts with Ajay being investigated by police regarding murder of her childhood friend Shruti (Shurti being her original name) whom he met after a very long time on a social networking site. The book moves slowly but steadily towards its end, deviating from the main plot of the story in between. Writing a book which contains a story and a message to the society often turns out to be like walking on the edge of a sword—a little deviation and the whole interest from the story is lost. But thankfully ‘From Where I See’ managed to grip me till the end.
The book is pretty good, but in attempt to send a message to the readers to see the world with logic, the reader gets somewhat lost in between, the suspense that was created by Shruti’s murder was lost in between but thankfully Ajay managed to regain the tempo of the book while moving towards the end. Kudos!
This book is an eye-opener for people who follow the rituals and norms of the society just because everyone follows it. This book puts light on many topics which needs to be discussed such as corruption, Dowry, Premarital sex etc. and it also tells us about the ‘controversial’ history that we read in our textbooks. Children learn only those things which they are made to learn about famous personalities of our country. Sometimes it seems a bit biased but otherwise it was purely logical and correct.
Overall I would give this book 3.5 out of 5 stars because I am expecting a lot of more good work from Dr. Ajay in future like this. If you are a logical thinker, and have the guts to face the truth, do read this book. It is worth your money.
Friday 10 July 2015
10th July 2015
here is the second part of #Best_Friends_Forever?? series. hope you like it. waiting for your feedback and reviews.
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BEST FRIENDS FOREVER (PART 2)
There was a time in our lives when we, as kids, lived our lives on our terms—we sleep when we wanted to sleep, we eat whenever our belly demanded for food, we played marriage with a girl or boy of opposite sex without even knowing what it meant. Life was simpler when we were kids. Being grown up is complex, but you know what is more complex? Being grown up with a guy or a girl with whom you played marriage with. Time is dynamic but memories remain static.
Ankit and Alia were a perfect example of how to get confused between choosing your right partner in your best friend and screwing up your friendship for something that you don’t even know about.
“How was your date?” Alia asked Ankit who looked gloomy since he came back. She was hoping to hear something good—like it didn’t go very well or she didn’t like Ankit at all. But why the hell was she thinking like that?
“It went horrible. I told you I look like a clown in this outfit.” Ankit replied and pointed towards the red t-shirt he was wearing. Normally, Alia would be sad along with sad Ankit but today was something different. She was smiling.
“Why the hell are you smiling? I got dumped by a girl.” Ankit frowned upon seeing her smile.
“Nothing, forget her. She was not the girl for you anyways.” Replied Alia, trying to hide her constant smile pasted on her face.
“And how do you know that?”
“Because I am.” Alia said and stopped. She wanted to say something more but she couldn’t.
“What?” Ankit asked Alia in a confused tone. He thought that he probably heard it wrong, but a part of him was hoping that maybe he heard it right. Maybe Alia too wants what he wants. But neither did he have the balls to ask her, nor did Alia have the courage to tell him. Friendship—sometime it is just the wrong thing to have.
“Because I am…I am perfect for you.” Alia finally muttered up the courage and told Ankit about how she feels about him.
“You are kidding, right?” Ankit asked. He was shocked. He couldn’t think of something better so say at that moment.
“Do I look like I am kidding, Ankit?” Alia said and made an expressionless face, poker face- as Ankit used to call that. Alia used to make that face when she was extremely serious about something.
“NO, NOT that face Alia, you can’t be serious about this. We are best friends, how could you even think like this?”
“Just tell me, don’t you want this too?”
“No, I don’t.” Ankit replied. Of course he was lying, but he wasn’t sure about how he feels about Alia. He only knew that he can’t hurt Alia ever, and he knew that their relationship probably won’t work because they both were terrible in making relationships.
“Tell me why? Give me a single reason and I will promise that I will never bother you again with this question.” Alia said to Ankit. She knew that he was scared, scared of coming out of the comfortable, cozy blanket of friendship and face the chilly, cold ups and downs of love but she also knew that deep down within his heart, Ankit too feels something for Alia.
“You are being stupid. We are friends since we were kids.”
“Exactly, we are not kids anymore.” Alia replied.
“But what if we fail to live up to each other’s expectations? What if the relation won’t work out? What if…” Ankit was about to say something but his lips got sealed by Alia’s, they KISSED…although it only went for some seconds but those couple of seconds answered all the questions that were raising in Ankit’s mind. It just felt right. In those couple of seconds, the whole flashback of the happiest of moments that he and Alia shared and cherished together played in front of his eyes. He knew that it was right. All his fears, his insecurities went away with that kiss. He now knows what he has to do.
“It is my first kiss, so don’t judge me for that.” Alia said to Ankit and gave him a smile.
“Are you serious?”
“What do you mean I am serious? Have you kissed someone else?”
“I could say no if that makes you happy.”
“You are gross, you know that?” Alia punched him playfully on his chest and smiled.
“I know I am, but not more than you. Seducing your best friend, how cheap?” Ankit said and chuckled.
“Shut up.” Alia replied.
“I love you.” Ankit said.
“I love you.” Alia said.
They both kissed once again, this time it was much longer than just a couple of seconds.
Life is full of surprises and Ankit thought that he got the biggest one as Alia, but like I said—life is full of surprises, some makes you happy, some makes you sad…some are the good ones, and some are really, really bad….
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BEST FRIENDS FOREVER (PART 2)
There was a time in our lives when we, as kids, lived our lives on our terms—we sleep when we wanted to sleep, we eat whenever our belly demanded for food, we played marriage with a girl or boy of opposite sex without even knowing what it meant. Life was simpler when we were kids. Being grown up is complex, but you know what is more complex? Being grown up with a guy or a girl with whom you played marriage with. Time is dynamic but memories remain static.
Ankit and Alia were a perfect example of how to get confused between choosing your right partner in your best friend and screwing up your friendship for something that you don’t even know about.
“How was your date?” Alia asked Ankit who looked gloomy since he came back. She was hoping to hear something good—like it didn’t go very well or she didn’t like Ankit at all. But why the hell was she thinking like that?
“It went horrible. I told you I look like a clown in this outfit.” Ankit replied and pointed towards the red t-shirt he was wearing. Normally, Alia would be sad along with sad Ankit but today was something different. She was smiling.
“Why the hell are you smiling? I got dumped by a girl.” Ankit frowned upon seeing her smile.
“Nothing, forget her. She was not the girl for you anyways.” Replied Alia, trying to hide her constant smile pasted on her face.
“And how do you know that?”
“Because I am.” Alia said and stopped. She wanted to say something more but she couldn’t.
“What?” Ankit asked Alia in a confused tone. He thought that he probably heard it wrong, but a part of him was hoping that maybe he heard it right. Maybe Alia too wants what he wants. But neither did he have the balls to ask her, nor did Alia have the courage to tell him. Friendship—sometime it is just the wrong thing to have.
“Because I am…I am perfect for you.” Alia finally muttered up the courage and told Ankit about how she feels about him.
“You are kidding, right?” Ankit asked. He was shocked. He couldn’t think of something better so say at that moment.
“Do I look like I am kidding, Ankit?” Alia said and made an expressionless face, poker face- as Ankit used to call that. Alia used to make that face when she was extremely serious about something.
“NO, NOT that face Alia, you can’t be serious about this. We are best friends, how could you even think like this?”
“Just tell me, don’t you want this too?”
“No, I don’t.” Ankit replied. Of course he was lying, but he wasn’t sure about how he feels about Alia. He only knew that he can’t hurt Alia ever, and he knew that their relationship probably won’t work because they both were terrible in making relationships.
“Tell me why? Give me a single reason and I will promise that I will never bother you again with this question.” Alia said to Ankit. She knew that he was scared, scared of coming out of the comfortable, cozy blanket of friendship and face the chilly, cold ups and downs of love but she also knew that deep down within his heart, Ankit too feels something for Alia.
“You are being stupid. We are friends since we were kids.”
“Exactly, we are not kids anymore.” Alia replied.
“But what if we fail to live up to each other’s expectations? What if the relation won’t work out? What if…” Ankit was about to say something but his lips got sealed by Alia’s, they KISSED…although it only went for some seconds but those couple of seconds answered all the questions that were raising in Ankit’s mind. It just felt right. In those couple of seconds, the whole flashback of the happiest of moments that he and Alia shared and cherished together played in front of his eyes. He knew that it was right. All his fears, his insecurities went away with that kiss. He now knows what he has to do.
“It is my first kiss, so don’t judge me for that.” Alia said to Ankit and gave him a smile.
“Are you serious?”
“What do you mean I am serious? Have you kissed someone else?”
“I could say no if that makes you happy.”
“You are gross, you know that?” Alia punched him playfully on his chest and smiled.
“I know I am, but not more than you. Seducing your best friend, how cheap?” Ankit said and chuckled.
“Shut up.” Alia replied.
“I love you.” Ankit said.
“I love you.” Alia said.
They both kissed once again, this time it was much longer than just a couple of seconds.
Life is full of surprises and Ankit thought that he got the biggest one as Alia, but like I said—life is full of surprises, some makes you happy, some makes you sad…some are the good ones, and some are really, really bad….
Saturday 4 July 2015
4th July 2015
Hey guys, as I promised, here is a brand new short story that I am writing. The name of this story is #Best_Friends_Forever??
I hope you like it, do share your feedback and like www.facebook.com/authorvishal for getting more stories.
BEST FRIENDS FOREVER?? (PART 1)
“You know how ridiculous you are looking?” Alia said to Ankit and burst out in laughter. She literally rolled on the floor laughing, ROFL in short. She was laughing like a maniac for a reason—she never saw Ankit wearing such an outfit while going out. Which nineteen year old teenager wears a suit for a date? Answer was- Ankit Malhotra.
“Atleast I am not looking like a potato.” He replied to her, leaving Alia’s face red in anger. Of course, the animosity was unreal but the friendship between them was real. They were neighbors since when they both even haven’t started potty training themselves, but the real friendship started between them when they both turned 10 and were admitted to the same school. They used to sit together, play together, and have their lunch together. It never bothered Alia that she didn’t have adequate company of girls during her teen life and it never was a concern for Ankit that he was missing the ‘guy time’ with other boys of the class. They were so lost in each other that they didn’t realize that they had grown up.
“Shut up, you are not going to wear this on your date. What are you, a salesman?” Alia said to him and ordered Ankit to change immediately. Ankit knew that Alia would never approve of his outfit yet he came out wearing that just so he can hear Alia chiding his choices. He was best friends with Alia for more than 10 years now and there was no single decision that he took without taking her advice. Same was the case with Alia—she does nothing without talking to Ankit first and probably this was the reason why Alia was still single. It’s not that they didn’t get proposals, friend requests on facebook and loads of stalkers online and offline, but they made a pact years ago that they will choose the right partner for each other. Alia thought she found the right girl for Ankit when she first introduced her cousin Simran to Ankit and she even arranged a date for those two after she found out that Simran was interested in Ankit too.
“What do you propose?” Ankit asked Alia, questioning her fashion skills.
“Wait a minute.” Alia said and rushed towards Ankit’s wardrobe, hoping to find out something decent to wear. Ankit was looking at her and smiling, he knew that he wants to have a girl like Alia in her life who is beautiful, cute, and gives almost all her time to him. Alia was the ‘perfect girl’ for him but he wasn’t himself sure about what he was thinking. They were best friends, and he didn’t want to make that awkward by saying something to her that both of them will regret later so he decided to put a zip on his lips and wait for the right time. This was the reason why Ankit haven’t approved of any guy for Alia, regardless of how smarter and intelligent that guy was from Ankit.
“Here, wear this. It will look good on you.” Alia said and handed him a red t-shirt with Wolverine on it and faded blue denim jeans.
“You want me to wear this and go on a date with your cousin?” he said with a doubt.
“Yeah, do you have any problem wearing that?”
“No problem but just a little issue with the color of the t-shirt, I LOOK LIKE A CLOWN IN THAT.” Ankit replied to her, emphasizing his words but they didn’t seem to affect Alia’s choice.
“It is better than your salesman suit you are wearing. Besides, you always look like a clown so the outfit will not do much harm to your appearance.” She said and chuckled. Ankit couldn’t resist smiling too. He knew that what he was doing was not right and his heart wanted something else from Alia other than a ‘best friend’ relationship but Ankit was a practical guy and he always tried to teach his mind about reminding his heart about one thing whenever this type of situation comes-
“Just pump the blood, do your work.” Ankit looked down at his chest and whispered.
“What?” Alia asked him what he was whispering to which he changed the topic.
“Nothing, I will wear these.” He said and made a face. Alia knew it was going to happen so she just smiled and pulled his cheeks.
“You are my sweetheart.” She said and walked out from Ankit’s room, leaving him to change. As she was walking outside she was questioning to herself. What had she done? He looked fabulous in that suit…any girl would die to date such a hot guy. Was she getting jealous of her own sister? If not, then why she made Ankit wear a red t-shirt? It was the only color that Simran HATED THE MOST…
I hope you like it, do share your feedback and like www.facebook.com/authorvishal for getting more stories.
BEST FRIENDS FOREVER?? (PART 1)
“You know how ridiculous you are looking?” Alia said to Ankit and burst out in laughter. She literally rolled on the floor laughing, ROFL in short. She was laughing like a maniac for a reason—she never saw Ankit wearing such an outfit while going out. Which nineteen year old teenager wears a suit for a date? Answer was- Ankit Malhotra.
“Atleast I am not looking like a potato.” He replied to her, leaving Alia’s face red in anger. Of course, the animosity was unreal but the friendship between them was real. They were neighbors since when they both even haven’t started potty training themselves, but the real friendship started between them when they both turned 10 and were admitted to the same school. They used to sit together, play together, and have their lunch together. It never bothered Alia that she didn’t have adequate company of girls during her teen life and it never was a concern for Ankit that he was missing the ‘guy time’ with other boys of the class. They were so lost in each other that they didn’t realize that they had grown up.
“Shut up, you are not going to wear this on your date. What are you, a salesman?” Alia said to him and ordered Ankit to change immediately. Ankit knew that Alia would never approve of his outfit yet he came out wearing that just so he can hear Alia chiding his choices. He was best friends with Alia for more than 10 years now and there was no single decision that he took without taking her advice. Same was the case with Alia—she does nothing without talking to Ankit first and probably this was the reason why Alia was still single. It’s not that they didn’t get proposals, friend requests on facebook and loads of stalkers online and offline, but they made a pact years ago that they will choose the right partner for each other. Alia thought she found the right girl for Ankit when she first introduced her cousin Simran to Ankit and she even arranged a date for those two after she found out that Simran was interested in Ankit too.
“What do you propose?” Ankit asked Alia, questioning her fashion skills.
“Wait a minute.” Alia said and rushed towards Ankit’s wardrobe, hoping to find out something decent to wear. Ankit was looking at her and smiling, he knew that he wants to have a girl like Alia in her life who is beautiful, cute, and gives almost all her time to him. Alia was the ‘perfect girl’ for him but he wasn’t himself sure about what he was thinking. They were best friends, and he didn’t want to make that awkward by saying something to her that both of them will regret later so he decided to put a zip on his lips and wait for the right time. This was the reason why Ankit haven’t approved of any guy for Alia, regardless of how smarter and intelligent that guy was from Ankit.
“Here, wear this. It will look good on you.” Alia said and handed him a red t-shirt with Wolverine on it and faded blue denim jeans.
“You want me to wear this and go on a date with your cousin?” he said with a doubt.
“Yeah, do you have any problem wearing that?”
“No problem but just a little issue with the color of the t-shirt, I LOOK LIKE A CLOWN IN THAT.” Ankit replied to her, emphasizing his words but they didn’t seem to affect Alia’s choice.
“It is better than your salesman suit you are wearing. Besides, you always look like a clown so the outfit will not do much harm to your appearance.” She said and chuckled. Ankit couldn’t resist smiling too. He knew that what he was doing was not right and his heart wanted something else from Alia other than a ‘best friend’ relationship but Ankit was a practical guy and he always tried to teach his mind about reminding his heart about one thing whenever this type of situation comes-
“Just pump the blood, do your work.” Ankit looked down at his chest and whispered.
“What?” Alia asked him what he was whispering to which he changed the topic.
“Nothing, I will wear these.” He said and made a face. Alia knew it was going to happen so she just smiled and pulled his cheeks.
“You are my sweetheart.” She said and walked out from Ankit’s room, leaving him to change. As she was walking outside she was questioning to herself. What had she done? He looked fabulous in that suit…any girl would die to date such a hot guy. Was she getting jealous of her own sister? If not, then why she made Ankit wear a red t-shirt? It was the only color that Simran HATED THE MOST…
Wednesday 1 July 2015
1st July 2015
There is a disease known as dry Gangrene—it is often caused when there is not enough blood reaching to the affected tissues of patient’s body, slowly killing the cells and making the infected part of the body useless. Once it is spread to an organ, the doctors have no option other than to amputate that part of the body…no matter how important that body part is to the patient. Sometimes we have to force ourselves to make someone stay in our lives, just because we think that we won’t survive without that particular person, but in reality having that person in our life is doing no good—that person is similar to that gangrene infected organ which we have to either cut off from our body or it will infect the whole of it. Rahul had became that organ for Vaishali—she was trying hard to save her relationship with him, doing everything she could to protect him from being ‘amputated’ from her life—not contacting Dr. Pankaj, changing her shifts so she wouldn’t have to face him, she even thought of leaving heritage for once but then she dropped the idea after thinking twice.
After that day when Pankaj finally confessed what he felt for Vaishali, she changed her phone number. She tried hard to hide about Pankaj from Rahul but eventually she gave up.
“He has the right to know everything.” She said to herself and called Rahul to meet him at the same restaurant where they meet often.
“I will see you at evening.” Vaishali said and disconnected the call. She felt light now, knowing that she won’t have to hide anything from anyone now. But a part of her was still afraid…afraid of the circumstances that will follow after she tells everything to Rahul. She knew that Rahul won’t forgive her and would probably never want to see her again but she have to tell him the truth—the truth that she didn’t love Rahul the same way as she did 3 years ago, that they aren’t the ideal couple that the world thinks they are, and that she started to feel something for Dr. Pankaj which she can’t explain to anyone.
It was 6 in the evening and she was preparing herself for the moment when she found her phone ringing. She saw an unknown number flashing on her screen. Normally she doesn’t receive calls from unknown numbers but that day she picked it up.
“Hello.” Vaishali said over the phone. She waited for the other person to speak but he didn’t respond. She knew it was him, it has to be him.
“Dr. Pankaj?” Vaishali tried to confirm her doubt.
“I knew that you will recognize my silence.” Pankaj said from the other side of the phone.
“How did you get this number? And why are you calling me?” Vaishali asked him in an angry tone but deep down, a part of her was happy to hear his voice.
“I have my sources. I want to meet you Vaishali.”
“But I don’t.”
“Just give me another chance to explain myself. Please Vaishali, I know that you don’t want to be with me and I totally understand that. I just want you to be a part of my life, even if I get you as a lover, a friend or a colleague I don’t care. All I want is to undo what I had done; I want to apologize, Vaishali.” Pankaj said it all in a go.
“Ok fine, I will meet you at evening.” She said.
“Great, I will come to your hostel at 8.” He replied. She said nothing and hung up the call. She was confused now—a part of her was happy that all the things were falling into place after a long time but some part of her was heart-broken because she knew that in the process of saving a drowning relationship she lost someone who could love her eternally. But again, she suppressed that part of herself and walked towards the door of the restaurant where Rahul was already waiting for her.
“So, this is all I wanted you to know.” Vaishali said to Rahul after telling him everything about Pankaj except that he proposed her—she was too afraid to lose Rahul and she knew that she will lose him for sure if she tells him that. She was cursing herself for not completing the promise she made to herself—promise of telling Rahul everything about Pankaj.
“You know what? It’s not a big deal, I mean you are at another hospital and it’s obvious that you will have male colleagues working with you, it’s nothing that you and I can control. I have full faith in you and your love for me. I too work with some of the lady doctors during my research and I didn’t bother to tell you that…because you know that you can’t control everything.” Rahul told her in a casual tone. This was not the reaction she expected from him. He was way too possessive for her to give that kind of reply. She was stunned by his statement. Was it because of the intimacy that almost ended between both of them that he didn’t bother to care? Or is it because he didn’t care at all? Maybe she should have ended this relationship a long time ago. She couldn’t take any more, she has to tell Rahul the whole story of her and Dr. Pankaj…but before she could say anything to him her phone rang. Normally Rahul asked her that who was calling everytime her phone rang. She expected him to ask her but he wasn’t even looking at her, he was busy texting someone.
“I now know who I want to be with.” She said to herself in her mind, she knew that if she continues to hold this relationship, it would eventually destroy both of them, so she decided to finally confess Pankaj about her feelings towards him. The ring of the phone pulled out her from the thoughts that were going in her mind. It was the same number by which Pankaj called her this evening.
“Hello.” She said in an excited voice. With every passing moment she was becoming more and more confident that Pankaj was the right guy for her and she couldn’t wait to meet him now.
“Who’s this?” an unfamiliar voice came from the other side which surprised Vaishali. She was sensing something got wrong, terribly wrong.
“I am Dr. Vaishali Gupta. Who’s speaking?” She asked over the phone. With every passing second, the excitement that she was having before was tuning into fear and anxiety.
“I am calling from Delhi Police. We had an accident near Heritage hospital half an hour ago, the victim died on the spot. We found your number on the call log and speed dial of his phone…we also found a driving license on the name of Pankaj Rana.” The voice from the other side said. The inspector waited for a response but the call was already disconnected…
“He has the right to know everything.” She said to herself and called Rahul to meet him at the same restaurant where they meet often.
“I will see you at evening.” Vaishali said and disconnected the call. She felt light now, knowing that she won’t have to hide anything from anyone now. But a part of her was still afraid…afraid of the circumstances that will follow after she tells everything to Rahul. She knew that Rahul won’t forgive her and would probably never want to see her again but she have to tell him the truth—the truth that she didn’t love Rahul the same way as she did 3 years ago, that they aren’t the ideal couple that the world thinks they are, and that she started to feel something for Dr. Pankaj which she can’t explain to anyone.
It was 6 in the evening and she was preparing herself for the moment when she found her phone ringing. She saw an unknown number flashing on her screen. Normally she doesn’t receive calls from unknown numbers but that day she picked it up.
“Hello.” Vaishali said over the phone. She waited for the other person to speak but he didn’t respond. She knew it was him, it has to be him.
“Dr. Pankaj?” Vaishali tried to confirm her doubt.
“I knew that you will recognize my silence.” Pankaj said from the other side of the phone.
“How did you get this number? And why are you calling me?” Vaishali asked him in an angry tone but deep down, a part of her was happy to hear his voice.
“I have my sources. I want to meet you Vaishali.”
“But I don’t.”
“Just give me another chance to explain myself. Please Vaishali, I know that you don’t want to be with me and I totally understand that. I just want you to be a part of my life, even if I get you as a lover, a friend or a colleague I don’t care. All I want is to undo what I had done; I want to apologize, Vaishali.” Pankaj said it all in a go.
“Ok fine, I will meet you at evening.” She said.
“Great, I will come to your hostel at 8.” He replied. She said nothing and hung up the call. She was confused now—a part of her was happy that all the things were falling into place after a long time but some part of her was heart-broken because she knew that in the process of saving a drowning relationship she lost someone who could love her eternally. But again, she suppressed that part of herself and walked towards the door of the restaurant where Rahul was already waiting for her.
“So, this is all I wanted you to know.” Vaishali said to Rahul after telling him everything about Pankaj except that he proposed her—she was too afraid to lose Rahul and she knew that she will lose him for sure if she tells him that. She was cursing herself for not completing the promise she made to herself—promise of telling Rahul everything about Pankaj.
“You know what? It’s not a big deal, I mean you are at another hospital and it’s obvious that you will have male colleagues working with you, it’s nothing that you and I can control. I have full faith in you and your love for me. I too work with some of the lady doctors during my research and I didn’t bother to tell you that…because you know that you can’t control everything.” Rahul told her in a casual tone. This was not the reaction she expected from him. He was way too possessive for her to give that kind of reply. She was stunned by his statement. Was it because of the intimacy that almost ended between both of them that he didn’t bother to care? Or is it because he didn’t care at all? Maybe she should have ended this relationship a long time ago. She couldn’t take any more, she has to tell Rahul the whole story of her and Dr. Pankaj…but before she could say anything to him her phone rang. Normally Rahul asked her that who was calling everytime her phone rang. She expected him to ask her but he wasn’t even looking at her, he was busy texting someone.
“I now know who I want to be with.” She said to herself in her mind, she knew that if she continues to hold this relationship, it would eventually destroy both of them, so she decided to finally confess Pankaj about her feelings towards him. The ring of the phone pulled out her from the thoughts that were going in her mind. It was the same number by which Pankaj called her this evening.
“Hello.” She said in an excited voice. With every passing moment she was becoming more and more confident that Pankaj was the right guy for her and she couldn’t wait to meet him now.
“Who’s this?” an unfamiliar voice came from the other side which surprised Vaishali. She was sensing something got wrong, terribly wrong.
“I am Dr. Vaishali Gupta. Who’s speaking?” She asked over the phone. With every passing second, the excitement that she was having before was tuning into fear and anxiety.
“I am calling from Delhi Police. We had an accident near Heritage hospital half an hour ago, the victim died on the spot. We found your number on the call log and speed dial of his phone…we also found a driving license on the name of Pankaj Rana.” The voice from the other side said. The inspector waited for a response but the call was already disconnected…
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