I would like to meet her in real life and spent some time with her but….
This is a serious story about one of my friend and myself. This friend of mine has not met me in person. But we have seen each other, talked to each other, sang some duets and even fought. But never met in person. I dont know if that was because we never had time or she felt that i am not worth the time.
Those who are confused or gawking than here is full story. The story starts when i was student of school of science and a fan of the term called internet and its intricacy. The research of same led me to a new dimesion called yahoo and introduced me a long forgotten term called Y! Chat.
After a few days of jumping at yahoo rooms i came across a room where people were actually using the chat features to full use. These guys were playing Antrakshri using yahoo voice chat. Voila i was hooked. This was much better than adult 20+ room. People from diffrent part of the world singing out of tune. It was fun. Though no1 knew who is who. If the other person is sitting in india or US of A. We knew them by their chat id than their name. Names were rarely exchenged and and phone numbers were even rare.
But i was a fool who made friend there too and met some of them in person. It was a co-incidence that one fo them was from the same city and we met over. I have always thought of that person as an old person by the way he talked. but was shocked to find a smart young guy of 20 something standing there. For those who are thinking that what a fool i am, than guys mind you, Friends are rare and make sure that you make some whenever you can.
BTW we are deviating from the main point of our story. The story is about the person whom i have called Dream (I am yet to know who she really was what was her real name). We met on the same place called yahoo chat. we used to talk more than a regualr chatter should do. we became something more than a friend and she started to trust me more than i could have handled. May this was the trust that had kept us together for so long. And one fine day i told her its all over and she was gone. PUFF!!! lost for ever. gone!!
I would like to meet her in real life and spent some time with her but….
This is topic i was thinking to write for some time. but as the things were i wasnt able to do so. My first question was what is infidelity? as per the http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/infidelity
infidelity (plural infidelities)
- unfaithfulness in marriage or other moral obligation
- lack of religious belief
but what i believe is that its the unfaithfulness in any obligation. It may be the a employee leaving the employer, or a lover dumping (cheating included) his/her partner. Some times its that the people recognize that they have been cheated and sometimes they remain in the delusion of that they have done some mistake and are still reaping the fruits of the same. Where as the infidel is gone!!! and guys its not you or the gals its not you its the same in both the case. the only thing that remains is little pain and loads of memories.
Why i am talking infidelity so much? Its for the simple reason that i have seen one movie and read one novel full of same. (Though there are more profound things behind this blog)
First the Movie. A movie which was on friendship, music, love and the diffrences. A diffrent yet common story. A story about four friends, thier ex-girlfriends, present wife, jobs, making ends meet and MUSIC. I am talkign about rock-on. A movie from the maker of Dil Chahta hai and a story which reminds you of the movie. Four charcter living life diffently fight over and reunite to show the world they are the best. But i wish to know why did they fight at the first place? Wasnt the root cause of the fight Infidelity. what ever that may be but if you start scrutinise a movie you will find more flaws than good. I liked the movie though it was a bit slow at some point. but over alla watchable movie.
The second is a book from one of the indian authors. It seems that indian authors are trying really hard to make a mark on the international arena and failing in doing so. Thoug some of the authors actually done it but there are very few who are able to cross that line. This author i am talking about is Advaitha Kala and her first book “Almost Single.” The book it self is filled with infidelity in true sense. Huband betraying wifes. lovers betraying each other. Its a novel writen with first person perspective and the speaker tell how the life is bitch and they are still single. over all a good read no life changing fundas, simple story and sometimes funny.
This is post for all those ladies whom i have done anything wrong. Either intetionally, unintensionally, in love, in friendship, as a foe, mentally, emotionally or anything in between.
For those who are thinking why such an apologetic post? than it the aftermath of Ranbir Kapoor starrer “Bachna aie Haseeno.” Working for Game Development Division of Microsoft and takes off on a lonnnnnnnnnnnggggg leave of 6 month, just out of guilt feeling of all his mistakes in his life. the hearts he broke and to ask for forgiveness from the gals. Man! this guy has got guts!! Nah not because he is out there and playing i am best but 6 months of leave without telling any one. If microsoft is allowing long weekend of that sort than please refer me there. I have worked on all the OS and once upon a time worked on a Game Porting. 😛 (Yeah i am bragging).
The weekend that went by had loads of fun and we were out to watch the movie Bachna aie Haseeno. No comment on the story, Movie, direction, actors. Just a quick review. (My First)
Bachna Aie haseeno start out with the son dancing to the tunes of his father. Its in literal terms the title song is filmed on father Rishi Kapoor in the movie “Hum Kisi Se Kam Nahin.” Than start a line of comedy and fun filled part of the life ranbir kapoor (Raj). He meets 3 gals @ various stages of his life. Just to meet them again. Watch the movie to know what the above line means. The movie full of comedy and boring scenes. some places you feel oh yeah that was the way i used to think at that phase of my life.
My advice Go with an open mind without any pre thoughts about the movie and you will surely love it. All in all its and out and out Raj Shree Production “Romantic Comedy.”
For those who don’t know what does the above word means than please come to Bangalore by an aeroplane and you will hit on the face by the new bug taken over the city. Confusing!! It’s was the biggest news after the Karnatka Elections, Metro, Road Jam, Night Life (which ends at 11PM sharp).
I am talking about the new Bangaluru International Airport Limited. The airport was scheduled to be kick off on 29th of march but took its flight on 24th of may, full 2 month after the schedule. It was not because that there were some delay in completing the project but it was the breaucacy which marred the inaugration of the airport.
I was there at the airport on 25th may. The second day after the BIAL was officiallly inaugrated and the place was buzzing with people. Here are some of the obsevations i had when i was standing outside the great entrance door. (i am yet to pass throught them..)
- There is lots of empty space to stand and wait for the people. At the old airport people had to stand in rain/sun while waiting for the people they have come to receive
- You can actually have something to eat as there are few shops just outside the airport. including subway, baskin robins, katti zone and some chat shop. (Price just to pinch youa bit. Nothing much)
- They have forgotten sitting for peoplestanding outside.
- Cleaing would be an issue they have got these huge cleaing cart but the waste been was bubbling with the litter. They must have some more waste bins.
- This was something i never saw at any airport (or may have not noticed). They have got a weighing machine installed just outside departure gate. In case you are travelling over weight you can always do some last minute changes. Kudos for thinking about this.
- AC VOLVO buses from the airport to some major points in the city.
- No autos allowed. So no more nuicence of fighting with autowala’s. The charge the same as the taxi.
Rest when I visit the airport from inside. which will be soon as i am leaving for my native to meet my parents and eat some mangos and leechi (lyche) on 6th and will be back on 15th night so no blogs till that time.
P.S. -> Will try to post from my native if the dear BSNL dial up allowed me to do the same.
This is just what I believe about my life. Sometimes when I think about it I feel what an ass I have been to play with so and the next second I think whatever I have done is correct either it was love, friends, education, investment, job or anything in between.
Some of you may say that my last post was about what all we think and how our life should be. But guys forget it not that we often look back and cherish that happy moments, cry on those sad moments but its not always but just once in a while. So it was one of those days when I was thinking how have I fared in life.
Than came this realization that I have hurt of loads people down the lane. One of them was a Dream. It was the time when Google Mail was the new kid on the block and yahoo was the biggest star on the horizon. Half of the world thought that yahoo and msn chat is best thing happened to us after telephone J, including yours truly. I was in my 3rd year of engineering and the yahoo chat rooms recorded much more attendance than college classes. It was not just type and talk chat but it was full duplex voice chat (sometimes I love those techie jarons). Most of us used to play antrashri and talk out heart out. There I met this girl who had a chat id not so common.
She had a name, which meant Dream and it was truly like dream that I met someone online and talked. It was fun and than I started getting calls. The numbers from which the calls came was unknown to me but the voices were known. They were the same people who I have met online and talked and one of them was Dream. The same Dream I have talked to and wanted to see in life. But as the saying goes “ man proposed and god deposed” it was same with me some problem and we parted out ways without meeting.
So a story long forgotten remain in the Dream and I became a Dreamer. Thank you my Dream where ever you are. Sorry for whatever I have wrong.