Thursday, January 27, 2011

I AM SORRY MA...M


These days, social networking sites have become a part and parcel of our lives.  No one would have guessed a few years ago about today’s dependency of our lives on these sites which has caught almost all the celebrities to get attached to its realm. My morning starts almost daily now with a regular checkup of updates on my Facebook and Google accounts. I don’t know that how many of you have created a fake profile and enjoyed through it but, I really did once in my life and pledged not to do it again. The incidents which happened afterwards still make me feel sad and always want to say her “I AM SORRY MA...M “
                                                                         It was really not the same 4 years ago, when I was in Delhi for preparation of competitive exams. Facebook and orkut were very new those days. These sites were then used for forming new friends irrespective of today, when it is mainly used for being in touch with our friends and relatives. I knew very little of social networking sites, girls and flirting when I entered Delhi, but a year stay in the city provided me a bachelor’s degree in all of them. The other factor that helped me in getting better in flirting through social networking sites was that like me, many of others were new to the sites and, we considered too many friends and scraps as a matter of status, thus we helped each other to get that status and the task was very easily solved. After regularly interacting with my new friends on orkut, I was losing interest from orkut and wanted to move on. My addiction to orkut brought me back with a fresh mischievous idea of opening a fake yahoo account and creating a fake orkut profile to flirt with girls only. Thus, on 14 February 2007 shivamshankar was born and I made his orkut profile full of every quality which most of the girls’ dream of their boyfriends containing it. Shivamshankar was a 4th Year B.Tech student of NIT Warangal. I just changed his educational qualifications and made him 4 years older to me. I kept other qualities same so that I can add perfection to imaginary shivam to appear a real shivam to other people. Shivam started his tasks immediately and sent friend requests to almost 200 girls on the same day. Within a week, shivam was containing more than 80 female friends and few male friends including me in my original form. Everything was going as I have planned and till 28 February, I really enjoyed seeing my hero shivam flirting with almost all type of girls in the way I always wanted to do.
                                                                    On 1st march, a new female friend entered shivam’s friend list that not only killed shivam but also changed my life forever. Aaliya, the Mumbai girl appeared to me like his any other female friends in the early stage of their friendship with shivam but, he was dealing with her in a totally different way and within a week of friendship, they were chatting late night on yahoo messenger prompting me to spend my time and money in cyber cafes, instead of books in that crucial time of my life for shivam’s new interest, who was driving him crazy. Aaliya was pursuing bachelor’s degree in banking and insurance. Her father was an engineer and she belonged from a upper middle class family. She was a typical girlie gal kind of girl in the matter of chocolates, shopping and partying. In the early days of their chatting they both appeared to be enjoying their respective moments. I was not sure what was happening to shivam but he was getting attracted to her after chatting every day.
 a6686: so wot do u see in ur dreams
a6686: ???
shivamshankar: anything tht happens in day.............
shivamshankar: i mean something...........or daily life..........or with my freinds
shivamshankar: faltu things usually ha ha ha
a6686: n i see totally opposite things
a6686: like all imaginary
shivamshankar: good...........
a6686: i love that
shivamshankar: means u ur imaginative................hmmn
a6686: m i boring u.......??
a6686: ya i m
shivamshankar: no not at all 

After, few days I was really disturbed as I felt that the sweet Aaliya was also falling in love with shivam who really does not have any existence. Controlling shivam was on my hand but I was really confused in case of Aaliya and I did not stopped them in chatting hours and hours. shivam had created his own imaginary world in which Aaliya was getting trapped and it was really a matter of concern for me. They talked about films, actors, food, places ,hobbies and various recent topics of their daily life. They had their own opinions on each topic and they have even started to quarrel in some matters but were enjoying at their best and meanwhile, I also started liking Aaliya.

 a6686: u hav started this chattin thing recently only na
shivamshankar: ya.....................
a6686: matlab iske pehle u use to chat kya????
shivamshankar: ha thora bahut apne frnds se messenger pe
shivamshankar: but then i was more busy in my own buisness..........
shivamshankar: i want to gift u a n 91 ...............will u accept it
a6686: if u really wanna gift me somthin then giv somthin which sweeet noce simple
a6686: gift somthin that reflects ur feelings n not ur MONEY
shivamshankar: ok...................if i gift u my heart to u will u accept it...........it is sweet and simple
a6686: ha ha ver funny ha
shivamshankar: ha ha ha ....................really it will be the best gift i can give u................
shivamshankar: my feelings towards u........................
a6686: ya aur kuch
shivamshankar: and ya i m very proud tht u r such a gorgeous lady for whom money does not matter and i liked it
shivamshankar: u r gr8
a6686: thanks
a6686: ek bat batoa
a6686: batao
shivamshankar: bolo
a6686: hav u lied to me about nythin
shivamshankar: no.........................
a6686: ok
a6686: sure na
shivamshankar: never.............
shivamshankar: ya
a6686: ok
a6686: chalo then bye 

And that day after letting shivam to propose Aaliya, I was elated but a bit of guilty inside me was surrounding me for letting my imagination to enter someone’s real heart and playing with it. I never wanted to hurt Aaliya but also not wanted to let her go from shivam’s life too. Finally I left all to my heart which had tuned up with shivam’s and compelled my mind to let shivam to make dip in the river of pure love. They continued their daily chats with a daily proposal by shivam and a funny reply from Aaliya, but she was letting shivam to get more close to her. After few days the prelims of Aaliya started and she decided to give shivam her phone number after her exams. Even, Aaliya has planned her first date with shivam in Mumbai during their proposed meet in July.

a6686: u like john Abraham
a6686: u hav uploaded his pic na
a6686: y don't u upload urs
shivamshankar: u want to see me...............
a6686: naah
a6686: i maent
shivamshankar: why?
a6686: its bette to upload ur pic na
shivamshankar: can u show me ur photo...............or in mumbai visit only then?
a6686: i don't hav ny
a6686: ri8 now
a6686: on ma pc
shivamshankar: i want to hear ur voice once................plg
a6686: i told u na
a6686: after ma exams
shivamshankar: ok when ur exam finish?
a6686: 22 may
a6686: u hav friends who happen to b gals??
a6686: hav u approached a gal nytime
shivamshankar: ya i did a gal ..............in past
shivamshankar: par rejected
a6686: wen u r emotional u tend to get attachd wid someone very easily
shivamshankar: yup.................its rite
a6686: n den it hurts if the person doesn't reciprocate ur feelings
a6686: n that is y it bcomes ur weakness
a6686: samjha
a6686: see u said that u kinda love me n all
shivamshankar: chalo tumko yaad to aaya................
a6686: i jus can believe that
shivamshankar: ha i expressed u my feeling..
a6686: hmmmm
shivamshankar: accha..........wht u hav felt abt me till date say frankly frm ur heart?
a6686: hmmmmmmm
a6686: well i think of u as a nice guy
a6686: with very indian mentalities
a6686: n sweet
a6686: n a good friend
a6686: don't try to put on a different mask wen ur a differnt person altogether
shivamshankar: what?
a6686: arre matlab u behave the way u r
shivamshankar: ya............sure..........i do..
a6686: that's wot i think of u.
shivamshankar: good...................aur movies dekho yaar...............
a6686: ha
a6686: abhi aap vaha delhi me aur hum yahan mumbai me
a6686: movies kiske sath dekhe??
shivamshankar: fr knowing u is it necessary to know Marathi??
a6686: ya cos wen i meet i m goin to talk in marathi .............lol

so, after reading some of the real conversations between shivam and Aaliya, you also have thought of the love which was quite evident and their net love story was soon going to convert into real love story, had shivam went to meet Aaliya in Mumbai. He was going to talk with her on phone after 23 may 07.  Frankly speaking I was in love with Aaliya and my soft side for her has only made shivam to go ahead and win her heart. I knew that we don’t have any future but I did not want to hurt Aaliya  in any way. Days passed by, and by the mean-time while Aaliya was busy with her exams, I gave all my competitive exams in Delhi. Soon, May arrived and I packed my bags back to home. After completion of my all exams, when I should have enjoyed along with my other friends, I was busy in solving my life’s biggest mystery where I was playing with a pure-hearted girl’s real heart. Finally, I decided to end up the relationship but, I wanted a better ending and I planned an idea, which was enough to worsen the image of Aaliya’s hero and convert him to the villain of this love-story. Now, for the first time I started chatting with Aaliya by becoming me in the name of shivam and I had left my heart behind and let my brain to play the game to achieve a better ending. Till date shivam has known a lot about her closed female pals. I just made her to believe in shivam and he told unfair things about Akanksha, her closed female pal and created a misunderstanding between them.

shivamshankar: nd now pls relax
shivamshankar: u got na]'
a6686: i don't believe this
shivamshankar: now u do as u wish
a6686: she was engaged wid someone
a6686: oh ma god                      
a6686: now i thought she is a very good friend of mine
shivamshankar: ok...................good thouht indeed ha
a6686: she never told me that she was engaged wid someone
shivamshankar: ab i said na..........pls leave this matter
a6686: n that i was responsible for her break up                
a6686: i jus don't believe this
shivamshankar: now relax...........fr som time pls
a6686: u know this is getting on ma nerves
a6686: i need to ask her about this
shivamshankar: y ar u becoming so angry now?
a6686: wot do u expect frm me ha
a6686: there's somebody talkin everythin crap n shit abt me
a6686: n u think that i wud keep ma cool in such things
shivamshankar: ok take care till then..........
shivamshankar: nd dont use my name
a6686: ya u too
a6686: don't worry

I knew that this will work, and she did quarrel with akanksha, and parted their ways I knew that Akanksha will not leave me after her quarrel with Aaliya and it happened as per my plan.  Akanksha inquired about me and after getting the evidence of non-existence of shivam, she showed them to Aaliya. She was broken to tatters and started asking shivam about his originality. I tried to save shivam but seeing her adamant, I told her the bitter truth which happened accidentally and I had broken a simple girl’s heart in pieces. That day itself on 14 may, I killed shivam and hated myself for doing the thing which I should have never done or ever imagined to do in my life. Tears were constantly rolling off from my eyes as I killed my own hero and lost my dream girl. It just happened and weeds of failure were visible all over my face. I don’t know what happened after that to Aaliya .  Today, on Facebook I searched Aaliya, and found her committed and settled in Canada. I am happy to see the smile on her face in her profile picture. I know that Aaliya will never forgive me for doing all this.  Really it is true that you can’t say exactly when and where you will get in love, it just happens. Still, I will love to meet her someday and say “I AM SORRY MA…M”

  



NOTE: THIS IS A REAL STORY  BASED ON MY LIFE INCIDENTS AND I HAVE CHANGED THE REAL NAME OF CHARACTERS OF MY STORY.

BY:: MIHIR KUMAR CHOUDHARY

25 comments:

  1. really interesting.... you cant stop reading it till the last line...

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  2. luved ur writing... keep up d good work.. n keep entertaining us wid ur stories.. eagerly waiting for d next one...

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  3. Wow Mihir yaar... maan gaye u can write... Bas publish karne ki der hai... i won't be surprised if there's lot of film makers interested in ur story.... keep up the good work going...
    Pulu pulu wa wa...!!!

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  4. D same happens to so many of us...bt U had d guts nd skills to bring it out........well composed......gr8 one.....

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  5. nicely composed....keep it up party!!!

    p.s- amrita bhurke dikhne mein acchi hain

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  6. "Facebook and orkut were very new those days. These sites were then used for forming new friends irrespective of today, when it is mainly used for being in touch with our friends and relatives...."


    these lines showed how far you can think....i liked this line the most......
    and ofcourse this is a moral to those who break someones heart by using fake profiles.....
    .....
    just one thing
    .....its not akansha...its akanksha

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  7. wowooo this should be a short movie now!! awesome.. well done Mihir... I will try to make it movie... Then I will save this idea,,
    GooD Effort Dear..keep up... :)

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  8. wowooo this should be a short movie now!! awesome.. well done Mihir... I will try to make it movie... Then I will save this idea,,
    GooD Effort Dear..keep up... :)

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  9. a nice piece...come up soon with some more like this..

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  10. a very nice piece of work.
    come up soon

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  11. seems u have come up with something like a live show....factual presentation added flavour to the story.....nice 1 dude...

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  12. Gr8 story dude!!
    BCREC is all set to produce a story writer for movies along with a good engineer....Stardom is waiting fr u....

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  13. nice change..looking better...

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  14. nice effort bro... liked it.....

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  15. hey mihir
    good writing n its interesting too though u broke her heart but story gt a real masala, waise i dint xpect this u did during prep time ;)(just kiddn) gud work n go ahed to say her sry :)

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  16. Hmmmm....... we used to do the same bt our motive was to harass our seniors selected one...... lolz.. heheheh nice effort... :-)

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  17. this time ur language is gud and simple... easily understandable .... dude keep going i m lookin a good writer in u

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  18. tu iitian kyu nai bana ab pata chala,but keep it upppppppppp,and my all good wishes for uuuu for your future in this awsome field...........accha laga padh ke

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  19. nice real story bhaiya...... rely tochd my heart up t extnd,it recals my past days dat i spent in delhi(kallusarai) wer 24hr cafe service ws available... dis is d 1st tym i used t read ur touchy story... awsme :)
    waiting fr ur nxt real story.....
    muuahh..muuuahhh..:) :)

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  20. nice real story bhaiya...... rely tochd my heart up t extnd,it recals my past days dat i spent in delhi(kallusarai) wer 24hr cafe service ws available... dis is d 1st tym i used t read ur touchy story... awsme :)
    waiting fr ur nxt real story.....
    muuahh..muuuahhh..:) :)

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  21. yaar itz fab. yeh mere bhi story hain n i think yhe 48%logo ke story hain bt mere story thodi alag hain jiss dinn mere shaadi usse hog euss din me blog zaaror likhonge .n aapko issa nhi krna chahiye tha n use aapko nhi chodna chaiye tha

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  22. very well peice of writn i luvd dat.....rely very nyc, intrestng nd rely touchd........my best wishes r olwayzz with u.....

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