Before I really begin this story I just want to tell u some precautions for reading this story. First don’t read this story by your mind, just read it with heart because for understanding a love story the first priority is of a heart with love. Second thing which may be some people will not like is this story is not for them who don’t believe in real love, and as a writer of this story these expectations are not so much. So at last just enjoy it………….
12th Dec- A cold evening of December, if you ask me personally I never like any cold evening of December as much as I like that Evening. This is may be because I am in Delhi for first time in my life in winters, and Delhi is famous for its winter season………sorry but I forget to introduce myself me Rahul, a simple guy from a small town who came to Delhi for pursuing Engineering. As like all that students who came to engineering every year, just because they always got from their surrounding environment that if you want to take a big pay cheque; Engineering is the best place for you. And without any shame I can also say that I am also one of them. But what happens with me in these some days changed my whole perception about the life.
After whole day’s project research, classes and some gyan about what u want to be in your life can you think what an Engineering student can do oh sorry you don’t have to use your mind in this story so I tell you, after whole this we can only think about a bottle of Vodka or may be beer (whom I always call my best lover in this world because she never make me feel alone). So I called my friend Ajay a guy from proper Delhi. He done all the things in his 25 year’s life which I cannot do in even 250 years life like drinking 22 Pegs of Vodka (Almost 3 liter) and driving his bike on highway, I don’t know from where he got these guts. So I told him to meet me at Moka our all time favorite bar. One more friend of mine is also coming Rajiv a perfect Fattu person I never got to know that why he come with us in our parties and every time saying the same thing-
“Hey Guys I have to go home early so I will not drink too much because my father told me that if I drink he will break my both the legs.” I always think about this line that how can a father break both the legs of his son, it will be a great loss for them also because after that he can’t go on job and no job means no money……..no money means no wife and no wife means no reproductivity. Hey then what will happen with their next generation. But we cannot believe on human being nowadays he can do all the things which he cannot think.
After fix thirty minutes we are at Moka bar, our part time home. DJ Ishant is playing, best DJ in whole Delhi and also a good friend of mine we just have to say him our selection of songs and after that he will play all the songs of our selection but it sometime become risky for him because after the 2 pegs of Vodka he know that Ajay’s favorite song will be the original version of “kabhi kabhi mere dil me khayal aata hai” and if you are a drinker you can imagine that how hard to listen this song after two pegs of Vodka. Last time the manager of the bar told Ishant that he will fire him from job but that’s what I like about Ajay he never want that someone will get punishment for his work, and saying no to Ajay is a big problem for manager. So Ishant is here and our first favorite song after first peg of Vodka
“Ke aaj mera jee karda, kawa-2 me barsa”
But Moka have a problem also you cannot smoke in Bar, you have to go to backside of the bar to smoke that’s not a problem for me as I m not a regular smoker but Ajay’s lifeline is cigarette so we came back side of bar. And the worst thing for me is control myself when my best friend is smoking opposite of me, so that day I decided to not to control I lighten the next Cigratte Ajay and Rajiv went back inside bar but I decided to finish it with enjoying every puff of it…..
After sometime suddenly bar’s door opened a girl in blue jeans and black t-shirt came outside of the bar. Because of some law lighting I cannot see her face and after two peg of Vodka You can’t think much about girls….but damn god she is coming towards me. And then first time I saw the face of any girl with that much concentration which I give only to my physics Mam miss Shalini but we will not talk about her here. I became a statue when she came near to me. As I am little weak in my poetry but if I want to praise of his beauty I can copy some lines from a bollywood movie’s song-
“Chandan sa badan chanchal chit wan halke se tera woh muskana mujhe dosh na dena jag walo ho jau agar me deewana”
And finally I became deewana. In this whole incident I forgot one thing, the puff which was in my mouth. And finally I got first words from the mouth of an angel….and that words are-
“Hey hi can you tell me where the washroom, actually I am searching for it from last 5 minutes.”
At that time if Moka don’t have any washroom I can make it for them with my whole pocket money which I know not perfect for that but I can take some loan from my friends…
“It is on the upper floor”-
You will be happy that I helped a girl to get her washroom but I think you forget that puff which was in my mouth and now on the face of that girl………….oh my god she will kill me. If you are not aware of the fact I tell you that in Delhi if you do this kind of thing with any girl you will get a slap for sure but I am lucky I said sorry to her and she said no it’s ok, can you imagine how destiny sometimes become a good friend of your…..she left the place then and I also came back in bar where Ajay already drunk 6 pegs of Vodka and you know DJ is playing which song as usual Kabhi kabhi mere dil me………………
Suddenly a hard voice came from the backside table of our. When I saw backside I got shock, she is the same girl who just met me outside of bar. Manager is saying something to her; I have already four pegs of Vodka in my stomach so I understand only some sentences of that conversation-
“Who will pay these 4000 bucks?”
“But uncle we already told you that we came here for our close friend’s birthday party and when we went to washroom our friends left us and ran from here and we don’t have this much amount with us so can we pay it tomorrow.”
That was the voice for which I can do all abnormal things like cut my hand’s veins, commit suicide with the help of rope and also become mental like Salman khan in TERE NAAM. But how can an old sanki budha can understand this thing, he is repeating the same tape
“No you have to pay for this, otherwise give me your parent’s number I will call them and will take my money from them”.
A parent in bar this is one of the most embarrassing moments of someone’s life. Suddenly my heart got a feeling that I have to help that girl; I took 4000 rupees from Ajay and just went to manager.
“Take this, don’t you have manners how to talk with girls (and specially this kind of beautiful girls)”
Manager didn’t say any words to me because he knows that Ajay is there. He took the money and went back to his place. That was the first meeting of mine with that girl named Divya. She asked my number, so she can call me for giving back my rupees. And after that she left the place. First time I got that u can become happy after losing half of your pocket money for a girl for whom even who didn’t gave her number to you, but that was ok for me.
15 December- I was preparing for my next day’s assignment, suddenly bell rang. I just roughly pick up the phone and said HELLO and answer was-
“Hey hi I am Divya remember that moka bar incident, you helped me that time.”
If it was a matter of only 4000 bucks maybe I can forgot but it was that girl whom I cannot forget for even my life time. Actually she wants to meet me at Cannaught place for giving back my money. So we decided our official meeting at Connaught place. I reached there in half an hour and she was already there. How can be girls so punctual what I get to know about girls was that they take so much time for their makeup and all that? But she was not like them she looks awesome without makeup. We met for at least 20 minutes there. That was the starting of our friendship. Next in whole month of January we met almost for 5 times and spent a good time with each other. I realized now that she is perfect one for me. But as usual girls problems you cannot drink and smoke because they are bad things………..how can girls know this without drinking………that what is bad and good. But I left all the things, I think this is the reason why god made woman in this world so man cannot do bad things.
But at the same time I was in confusion also that she loves me or not? That was the last semester of my Engineering and I am sure that I will get a good job in placement interviews but my whole life is now depending on a girl with whom I was chatting till 3 in the night……..but don’t have the guts to say her that I love her….
12th February-It was 23rd birthday of mine and I, Ajay and Rajiv planned to celebrate it in mughal restaurant, Ajay’s plan was for Moka, but he came with me because that was my birthday and he can do anything for me. I also invited Divya on this occasion; she told me that she is coming with some friend so we are just waiting for her. After 15 minutes she came with a guy named Siddhartha. My mind is saying that time that I saw somewhere this guy and finally I got it.
Oh my god that was the same guy whom Ajay and I beaten in our second semester for misbehaving with a classmate of our. But what the rubbish he is doing with Divya. After sometime Ajay standup from there and he and Rajiv went out of restaurant. I was shocked what is happening here. After dinner Divya told me that she wants to talk with me. So we moved out of restaurant Siddhartha also left us in sometime. Now we are alone.
Almost after 10 minutes she started-
“You know Rahul; I never had a friend like you in my life. You are so special for me so when I think about your birthday, I was really confused but finally I got the gift for you. I love you Rahul…………………..”
I was become statue at that time I cannot believe on my ears what the Hell is happening with me, before I come out of my shock she gave me the second shock which later became a biggest mistake of my life-
“I know you are really nice person but you cannot live with people like Ajay, so I have a condition you have to leave Ajay if you really love me”
Dam god how can god give me two different type of shocks of my life at a same time, but that was a realty and I have to face that.
“I am giving you tonight for thinking so choose between me and Ajay”.
That was a hardest question for me to answer. Then Divya called a taxi and left the place……now it’s my turn of thinking……….I thought for whole night one side there is Ajay a friend cum guardian for me who gave me guts to live in a city like Delhi and another side Divya, without whom I cannot survive for even one moment..At last I decided to choose my love……….some people can blame me for this, but without experience it you cannot blame someone.
13 February-In morning I got call from Ajay who want to meet me at Moka but I refused and told him all the things which happened with me last night, and also about my decision. She just said these words to me and disconnects the phone……
“Okay so you are leaving me, the person who makes you survives in this Delhi.okk but remember you will have to pay for this”
After this conversation for half an hour I just thought about the whole past life of mine and role of Ajay’s in it. But that was past and my future is waiting for me at Mughal restaurant.
I met Divya at restaurant and told her about the decision. She said she is very happy for me that I took the right decision. After that meeting I met with Divya for almost six times in that month we were that like true lovers who will live their life on their own conditions. But that was not true; something was still in the folded hands of destiny. In March starting before some days of my last semester’s exam Divya stopped calling me and when I called her she was out of reaching. I called her for at least 50 times in a day but she didn’t take my phone. And finally worst day of my life came………………..
7th March-That day I tried for Divya’s phone for 15 times but she was not accepting my call. I thought maybe she is busy in some work so I send her a message for calling me………in midnight I got a message from Divya’s number and the message was-
“Hi Rahul sorry for not attending your calls, I have some problems at my home. My father fixed my engagement with a boy of our cast and he is a pass out from IIT Delhi. I will get marry to him in some months so I will not talk to you after this and I am also changing my number……..so bye for always take care….”
My blood was almost become Ice in my Body……how can she do this with me? But it happens….and I am now fully alone. I tried her call but it was switched off. I cried a lot that day. After this incident my life becomes just a formality. Rajiv was very upset for me. One day she came to me that I have to go with him at Moka because he has a birthday party of him there. Firstly I refused but at last I was ready, so before two days of last semester examination I was in Moka.
We were sitting on our favorite table but something is missing there that was Ajay my best friend whom I left just for a girl who has her own problems and don’t want any relationship with me. I was there after a long time. All things are the same but one table has a difference, a couple who is kissing each other. I was happy for them at least some people are there who have their love with them. But when I saw their faces it was a shock for me, you know who they are my best friend Ajay and my so called innocent lover Divya…………….I left that place as soon as possible………..
This is the end of this story before I tell you about that Rahul and his future life, I just want from you to think upon that whose fault is in this story, is it Rahul, is it Divya or is it Ajay……………….This story is purely not about the friendship or love it is about today’s world where we don’t have any respect for relations. And if I tell you about that what happens Rahul so now he is in a MNC Company a 35 year unmarried man who never believe on women. Divya is now a house wife in Delhi and living a life like hell, her husband every night beat her for what, even she don’t know. Ajay is still in Delhi doing the same enjoyment in Moka…………….thanks for reading my story and also I am thankful of some people who gave me inspiration of this story….!!!!!!!!!!!!
