DIRTY DATING!!!

 Mishti jain , a 21 year graduate from delhi university. Smart, intelligent and confident were the synonym for Misthi jain. Mishti experienced everything in her life in always a extreme way. Her parents were divorced when she was eight, so how she experienced extreme sadness. Happiness is something she felt now. few days back.. when her friend anuradha gave vishal( anuradha’s cousin) mishti’s cell number after mishti complimented vishal’s  looks on their family album. Vishal was eager to speak because any vaccation he comes to anuradha’s place ,like a chatter box anuradha spoke to him about mishti.. So inshort anuradha was the cupid !!!! They spoke over phone for long hours. Vishal couldn’t help but fall in love with her witty talks and smart replies. He knew it was her.. the perfect lady of his life. Mishti on the other hand was very practical, she thought it is impossible to love someone over phone.. THE DATE.. MISHTI and vishal sat together.. they odered cocktail ,starter..vishal kept on speaking … misthi couldn't even speak..she felt very uneasy sitting in front of the person.. who was of course a complete stranger(she never counted him a phone friend)..vishal was too good looking, his smile wrinkled till his eyes..sparky attractive guy ..but mishti could not think of anything else but to leave the place..vishal tried his best to make her feel good..but mishti was sweating outta nervousness.. mishti excused herself out of the place ..vishal on the other hand never believed if it was the same smart and confident mishti he spoke over phone.. What happened with mishti  was an anxiety syndrome when the conversation was just limited to technologies like –cell phone or chatting.. this is better known as “Modern female dating anxiety syndrome”

THE STORY OF A GIRL-1

She looked up. Although the drizzling rain pricked , it gave her  indefinite pleasure. The pleasure of feeling the rain drops all over her body , the water made its way from her eyes to mouth, she raised her hands the water came rolling to wet the rest of her body. She stayed there awestruck ,this was the first time she understood this rain feeling. when the drizzle changed to heavy rain , she opened her  umbrella , swinging and swirling in all the directions, just  to make  mimic one of the girl from the television,  she admired her, cause  the girl seemed so happy dancing in the rain. Now she realised it gave her happiness too, immense happiness.

Revati  is happy.

“ reva reva “ lata screamed seeing revati.  As she came closer ,revati ran away from her. The three year and a twenty four year race was obviously not fair. Revati was caught , but lata’s anger had disappeared. Lata  was long cooled when she discovered the glaze of happiness in her daughter’s eyes. They both enjoyed the rain.

Lata and revati are happy.

MY LOVE/CRUSH DON'T COST A THING-2

Nothing can be as stupid as not to let your feelings out. Well its not easy when the curry or rather a irish stew of one way track love puts on the age old blanket of ego over you... The sad toast to life was that he left,.. yaa farewell.. senior!!!!...no more secret stares not even a glance           

 sob sob…

sob sob..

 

the second last page of my small Barbie diary with a tic tac locking system... where I filled every where with half hearts.. and thought why I’m not lucky .. unlucky enough..or being lucky- no time for love..hah.!                                  

komal sat there staring at me, she raised her brow’s “ what the  old loser’ love story or rather crush story”..and was laughing her a** off… it was only she who found the words funny…for me the words pierced my heart to break it further more..…

“ u knw I ll miss him too, I miss the vintage love u had for  him , and the way u blushed like a crazy fool..hahahha..”

she came to me n saw the half hearts “oh u poor thing”

I bursted into tears and heavy sob… “ you are correct , I am a bigtime loser.. only a loser like me can have this age and lengthy crush.. but to tell u its neither flirt nor obsession..leave it!! pyaar impossible!!”….

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