Oh yes!! After dilly dallying for some time... And after a long struggle wherein I tried to move the blog to my personal hosting account ( free courtesy company :)) and failing due to limitations on the servers... and fiddling around with htacess and failing again.. and then finding a long way out only to stumble at the template level.. and then getting so busy that ( not updating the blogs even) I had to give up...
And then finally after 2 weeks of yes and no.. where I almost gave up moving the blogs to wordpress.. I have finally moved! Yes me too!! YAY!!
Kindly update your blogrolls and also your feeds
Catawampus me:
http://catawampusme.wordpress.com/
Song of my life:
http://mylifeinrhymingwords.wordpress.com/
Feed: http://mylifeinrhymingwords.wordpress.com/feed/
My unfinished stories :
http://myrandomattempts.wordpress.com/
Feed: http://myrandomattempts.wordpress.com/feed/
Guys, even if you haven't visited the other blogs before.. please visit this once and let me know how it looks pweez!!
A love story - a sneak preview!
>> Monday, February 16, 2009
A love Story- Prologue
I got down at Karjat station. Hustling and bustling, the station was far cry from what it was in 2005 when Soumya left the college, Konkan gyanpeeth college of engg, fondly called as King George college of engg by the students. I wonder how it was when Soumya first met Aryan. Its hard to imagine that they were friends all through their college life, never felt any attraction and eventually met down the road of life to fall in love. Destiny. It has a different style of operation.
Aryan's Journey To Mumbai
Aryan was being nostalgic. He was trying to remember Soumya that was, some 15 years ago when he was irritated by the puppy crush of a gal who was thin mousy and nerdy!! Being a butt of countless jokes, he avoided her like a plague. But years down the line, when he met her again, online, things changed.
During those lonesome nights, initially, when Prachi left, he hardly knew what to do with the time he had. Sleep was hard to come and every gesture reminded him of what he lost.. To run away from reality he had hit the online bandwagon of lifeless n lost souls. Every day was the same. The same stories only the faces change. Saga of hurt and betrayal and sorrow. However, he had struck gold. He met Soumya.
Anticipation
“Oww I am sorry to miss picking you up! I should have come. Damn the meeting! ", Soumya wailed down the phone.
Aryan laughed into the phone, “That's okay. We are meeting tomorrow anyways.”
“ I am sorry sweets, no go. The goddamn project! I can meet you on day after”
“ Hey thats okay. I understand. Work rules us.” he replied. Deflated and a bit sad.
“ Oww how sweet. I will hug you for that”
He laughs, “Waiting for that”
“Okay then, bye.”
“Bye”
The First Meeting
Sea and rocks have been a havan for lovers since long. The clashing of waves on to the rocks have sparked many a passion. It has witnessed many moans and drowned it in its overpowering roars. It has secrets untold if only you listen. On such an beautiful evening, in throes of love, Soumya was waiting for Aryan. Dreaming and apprehensive. After all those years of waiting, finally Aryan can be hers. She was terrified that he wouldn't. Then what would be left for her? Only fact that Aryan will still be hers kept her going. The wobbly and clumsy gal is long gone, buried below the layer of sophistication. It wasn't easily achieved. We won't talk about the endless years of pain and humiliation and despair. That is best left in the past. Right now, I would like you to imagine a lady in love. Anticipating her lover any minute. The sweet and shy smile needs to be seen to know. I am sure the observant of your lot would agree how invaluable that smile is......
A Day out in Essel world.
Soumya reached the flat. She saw the door was open and there was a lot of commotion. Evidently Pinky was being naughty. It warmed her heart. She entered to see Pinky sitting on the window and Aryan feeding her. Something clutched in heart. She knew at that moment she will kill for these two people if needed. She realised she was in love with Pinky just like that.
Finally, Pinky saw her and she ran to her and hugged her tight!
' What aunty you are late!" Pinky complained.
"Thank god that I atleast came", Soumya retorted and kissed Pinky..
A night to remember.
Their eyes met for the first time in the kitchen. Aryan could see desire in her. But was that love? He was not sophisticated enough to screw and forget....
Soumya knew he wanted him. But the romantic heart wanted to be wooed.. she wanted him to make the first move!
And then she lowered her eyes, took a sip and lowered the cup. The cup fell with a thud as Aryan tried to catch it...At the same time soumya reached for it. Their hands met once again.
Later when she looked back Soumya wasnt sure who started it but they shared a kiss. Lip to lip. There are no words to describe the feelings the pleasure.. It was a kiss of love and that should suffice.
In that brief moment, Aryan went to heaven and came back. It was never like this not even with Prachi in their best of the days.. Surely she loves him??
After the fight - Part I
Aryan was trying hard to keep that fake smile pasted for his daughter et al. He didn't realize until these last few days how much he had fallen for Soumya. How deep his attachment was. He cannot imagine how he will go back and live like nothing happened. But leave he did.
Its been a month since he left Mumbai. Her thoughts , her face kept haunting him. He couldn't stay awake and he couldn't sleep. His dream was all about her.. kissing her.. just being with her.
Where ever he went, whatever he did reminded him of her. He had never realized how much entrenched she was in his life... he used to wake up to her voice and sleep to that too and in between too he would get her sms, offliners etc etc.. She knew more about him then anyone else.. she was there when he needed someone and he had hurt her..
After the fight Part II
They say man proposes god disposes. And how much ever we want, we cannot change whats meant to be. Soumya and Aryan had so many dreams for each other. Some they saw together and some alone. They were sure that nothing can go wrong but god had decided some different things for them.
The next few days after the incident, Soumya didn't know how she survived. She was morose and sick, not physically but deep within.. inside her heart. All she ever wanted was to run to Aryan... She couldn't believe they acted this childishly. They evidently still have too much of emotional baggage.. She realized though that it seems hard right now, she cannot live without Aryan anymore..
They meet again
And there she was like a goddess.. and pastel pink chudidhar.. whats commonly called as lucknowi wading through the soft toy section. He thought of ducking and hiding but she had seen him.. and there was a tremulous smile on her face.. a naked vulnerability and there was pleasure too. He started towards her and Pinky rushed towards her and hugged her tightly.
The Love returns : Coming soon!
Chapter 3 - Deception
>> Thursday, January 15, 2009
"Hello. I am Rubiya.. we need to talk.. are you free?"
"Can we make a date for lunch tomorrow?", I asked as if in a daze.
"Sure thing", she said and hung up.
**********
Read more...
I was very confused by the way Dr. Ananth had given Rubiya's phone number. Also the promptness with which Rubiya had called me. I would have loved to wait for some days before I contacted her. I planned to heavily to count upon the surprise of the visit. I knew she would be now be in a very defensive position and it would be hard for me to make her trust me and sift the truth from the lies. For there seems so much going on.. so many emotions.. such contradictions and yet said with such sincerity that I was totally flummoxed. I knew this would be one of the most important cases in my life. How important., even I didn't know.
It wasn't hard to talk to Rubiya. She was a petite woman with winsome smile. Her henna dyed hair glinted in the sun. But her eyes were brown and so direct. Witchy eyes. It seemed like she looked through you and knew what was hidden deep inside you. One can never believe this person ever needed therapy. Such was her personality!
And I had to ask no questions. She was angry and she wanted to be heard. She didn't exchange any pleasant talk with me.
She said, " I have something to say to you and please listen. That woman has manipulated him enough. I guess she wants him to lose his sanity like she has. All she says is bunch of lies. He is one of the most amazing person I have ever met. I love him yes. And yet he never in anyway tried to take advantage of my vulnerability, believe me, I wouldn't have complained. Nor would have any body else. The irony is that he loves her"
She softened up when she talked about him. I could then ask her few questions and she readily replied. She simply spoke about how he had helped her when she came out of a deeply abusive relationship and how he was her pillar of support. Other females, his colleagues, their common friends every one kept saying the same thing .
I wondered how a guy can be loved so thoroughly by everyone. How can there not be atleast one person who had some grudge on him.. And yet the consensus was that she was a mad hatter and he was universally loved. And yet Akriti's words, her story affected me. I felt I was missing something. Even if the Doctor was innocent, there has to be some basis for Akriti's delusions.
I decided to hypnotize Akriti and applied for the permission from the department. I was surprised to see that Akriti readily agreed for the tests and yet, Dr Ananth resisted. I tried to reason with him and even tried to force him and yet he was adamant that as her husband and psychologist, he cannot allow it. Thats when I felt something is wrong.
It wasn't hard to talk to Rubiya. She was a petite woman with winsome smile. Her henna dyed hair glinted in the sun. But her eyes were brown and so direct. Witchy eyes. It seemed like she looked through you and knew what was hidden deep inside you. One can never believe this person ever needed therapy. Such was her personality!
And I had to ask no questions. She was angry and she wanted to be heard. She didn't exchange any pleasant talk with me.
She said, " I have something to say to you and please listen. That woman has manipulated him enough. I guess she wants him to lose his sanity like she has. All she says is bunch of lies. He is one of the most amazing person I have ever met. I love him yes. And yet he never in anyway tried to take advantage of my vulnerability, believe me, I wouldn't have complained. Nor would have any body else. The irony is that he loves her"
She softened up when she talked about him. I could then ask her few questions and she readily replied. She simply spoke about how he had helped her when she came out of a deeply abusive relationship and how he was her pillar of support. Other females, his colleagues, their common friends every one kept saying the same thing .
I wondered how a guy can be loved so thoroughly by everyone. How can there not be atleast one person who had some grudge on him.. And yet the consensus was that she was a mad hatter and he was universally loved. And yet Akriti's words, her story affected me. I felt I was missing something. Even if the Doctor was innocent, there has to be some basis for Akriti's delusions.
I decided to hypnotize Akriti and applied for the permission from the department. I was surprised to see that Akriti readily agreed for the tests and yet, Dr Ananth resisted. I tried to reason with him and even tried to force him and yet he was adamant that as her husband and psychologist, he cannot allow it. Thats when I felt something is wrong.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
