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Memoirs of Netscribes

No matter what, it has been 6 months now that I have left my previous work place. But all the memories of that place are still afresh in my heart, as if I never went away from it. Sitting at the window, I am thinking what is it that keeps my heart so connected and so attracted to this place. Well, there are many things which keep my heart connected, right from the place where my workstation was located, and the window outside near my aisle, the tree, and the most tempting bell. NS was a journey that started but with no destination.

Right from the day when I entered the office till the day I left that place, it has moved my life in many ways. It has been reason for my smiles, laughter, tears and some bitter marks in life.

How can I forget that place where I sat and dreamt of my future being? I found the love of my life, Hero of my life, some wonderful friends, gained ample of care and smiles from all the people whom I mattered and my presence made some differences in their life. Those memorable conversations where I used to make people crazy with my insanity, now brings unusual smile on my face.  It is a tale of unending events, funny jokes, laughter and disaster.  Well I had crushes too, and they were the reasons behind my blushes!! It gave me a valid reason to party in the night and I could roam around Marine lines at midnight 3 am. I had gang of friends with whom I shared uncountable laughs and smile. Also not to forget they also tolerated me for the then crankiest nature of mine. It was a place where my friends always made me felt warmth and happy, irrespective of my mood swings!! For the first time ever, I began writing and gradually I created my blog and I am still exploring this hobby.  The place which gave me enough reasons to understand love, and I lost my heart. Nevertheless, still there is a light of hope which is lightening my heart and is giving me enough courage to move on and live this wonderful life.

It is certainly a place that can never be forgotten from my memories and also it gave me an opportunity to meet wonderful friends.

-@nj

Coincidentally Mr. Khan

I am writing after a long time…almost after 100 days..

Recently, a very coincident, event took place in my Life and I felt that I should talk about it.

I have been using whats app on my smart phone for quite some time now. One night I was just randomly lying on my bed and was chatting with my friend through whats app. We were talking about random stuffs. Infact we dint had much to talk about. I was bored and was about to sleep, when I got a message from an unknown number.

I was really not in a mood to talk to a stranger in the midnight at least! Well I replied to that number saying that I don’t know who that person is and I am not interested in talking to him or her.

He replied back saying that his name is Khan, and asked me my name; I thought for a while and replied Anj.  He got confused, without giving a second thought I told him my real name. And that is how it all started. I called him Mr. Khan

I was just about to sleep few moments back and minutes later, I started chatting with Mr. Khan with no clue about him, as to who he is and from where he belongs to. My mind was messed. I thought my friend is playing prank or something. But that was not the case.  Well, I asked him how he got my number and he said he had no idea about it, but definitely one of his friends must have given it. That was so disgusting!! “Ladkiyon ka number paas karte hai… yeh ladke log”. Anyways I asked him where he from is and what is he doing and things like that. I dint expect that he will give an honest reply to my question, but I was totally surprised.

Mr. Khan said he is from Ghatkopar, a place in Central Mumbai and the next thing that he said was that he is working in Capgemini. I was shocked. What a coincidence! I am working in the same organization. Curiosity was killing me inside.  Now I got more interested in talking to him and knowing about him if he is really working or just like that. I asked him about his building name, where is he working, and it was correct since my firm have specific names for their units. And then I asked him in numerable questions and poor guy was replying to me, but ofcourse honest answers, as far as I know. After all our exchange of information, he asked me if he could see my pic. I was taken aback. I felt, it is definitely unsafe to share a picture with a stranger. God alone knows who he is and from where. But I just followed my heart and asked him if we both could share each other’s picture at the same time. I sent him my pic and he dint send any of his, saying that he doesn’t has any with him. I was disappointed. Saala trust karo toh problem..nahi karo toh bhi problem. Anyways I told him in a blunt tone, saying that if he dint wanted to share, why he lied and all. And I putted my cell phone aside and went to sleep.  I dint sleep though. I was thinking about all this fuss. In minutes, he sent me an audio, and I had no headphones to listen. I was too lazy till then to take headphones and hear the message and minutes later I was asleep.

Next morning I got ready for my office and I was on the way. As usual I put my headphones to listen to some good music. And some voice started playing. I dint even realized that last night I had forgotten to listen to the audio that was sent by him. Well it was a general message of apologizing saying that he dint had any pic. I dint bother that time since I was in a real rush to reach my office. Coincidentally that day I was suppose to go to my head office. I was also supposed to give my interview that day to some place. After some hectic travelling I managed to reach my office. I logged in to communicator, the first thing that I did was to search his name on the list. And I found a similar name. I pinged to that person, praying inside that he should be the same guy with whom I was chatting. I said “hi” and awaited his reply, praying deep inside my heart!

He replied and I dint had to pray anymore since he was the same guy. The reason is that we spoke about few things and he exactly mentioned about it in his reply. I did it. I found him. It was a sign of a small victory. It was coincident!

I smiled and a small rush of happiness ran through my cheeks. I blushed for some unknown reason.

Then I asked him if he could meet me or so. He was based at a different unit from the place where I was working. That day for my official work, I had to go that business unit, the place where he was working. After some coordination I managed to reach there and finished off my work. I told him that I was waiting for him. He had seen me last night, of course from the photo that I shared with him. But I had no idea how he looked, etc. I was sort of confused and nervous. He told me to wait near some gate, some landmark. I did and my mind was filled with all weird and negative thoughts. What if he doesn’t comes? What if he is playing prank on me? What if he is too old? What if…..I was really getting mad and I started walking. My eyes were on the road. I dint know what to do. Time was too less to think. I dint know whether to look at him or not.  I dint wanted to go and ask everyone around just to check if he is that guy or so. I kept my eyes firm on the road and was walking till I noticed a guy coming towards me. I smiled.  Bingo! There he came. I shook my hand with him. It was a formal casual introduction. I blushed looking at him. He was not too tall not too short.  Thoda chapding tha. I called him villain. He was having that roadies look. The more I looked at him, the more I smiled. I have this problem of smiling. For some unknown reason, sometimes I just can’t stop smiling.

Finally we met. He was wearing I card where in his name was displayed in bold letters. My heart was relieved. We spoke for a while, just random stuffs. There was an internal shuttle which used to come on specific times. I was on time. The shuttle had arrived and I had to go back to my official seat. He came till the assembly point to accompany me. We said goodbye to each other. I smiled again!

After reaching back, I was just thinking about all the happening events in my life. Sometimes I wonder why it is me. My life is so much inspired by Hindi Movies.  It was time to leave office. I was just winding up my things when I got a call from Mr. Khan.

I stay in suburbs.  So generally whenever I go to my head office, I take BEST bus and enjoy the road travel. Mr Khan called me to check if he can accompany me to Thane Station. I dint deny. We spoke on the phone till we found each other at Vikhroli Station. I bought train tickets for myself. We waited for Thane Local, since it is next to impossible to board in any train in that peek hour. It was evening, past 6 p.m. The train arrived. We both boarded a general compartment.  He was holding my laptop bag, which was too heavy for me.  After a while, I found a place near the door of the train and I kept the laptop bag there. I was standing just beside the bag. Mr Khan was standing right in front of me, facing me.  That very moment was too filmy for me. He was literally standing very close to me. I was looking at him and to my notice this guy was very shy. He was not able to keep eye contact with me. Just to ease out, he started with some or the other conversation and I simply used to reply him. My mind was not settled coz I still dint knew how he had my number. I asked him if he knew any one from my school. Then I just started taking names of my school pals. He had said no for all the names that I took, almost everyone. Then he took one name and I was surprised. My heart was in my mouth. He was a best friend of my not so good friend. For a moment I thought, definitely my not so good friend must have given him this number. After that we found out that we had many common friends. And these friends are not so good friend of mine. After a while, I was lost into my past.

We reached the bus stop. I was about to take the bus, but before I could get inside the bus I realized, I should spend some more time with him. I asked Mr Khan, if he wants me to wait. He said he is fine, as long as I am not getting late for home. We sat on the bus stop. Then our conversation began; conversations which was leading me to my past. Somehow I was not so comfortable. I dint know much about this guy and I was falling short of words to talk. But still we were sitting and talking. These were just usual conversations, more of family, education, what we did and our whereabouts, etc.

Coincidently he stayed in the same colony where I used to stay 8 years back. He was from the same native place, where I was born; moreover he was Khan, Mr. Khan.  Time passed by in this short event of knowing each other, an event of coincidences. I was surprised thinking of all the coincidences with him. Silently I was lost in my world. Suddenly I realized that I should rush off otherwise I will be super late. I said him that I had to leave in order not to get late. He agreed and we got in the queue back where other people were waiting for the bus. After sometime, the bus came. He came along with me till the door of the bus, after which I went inside and we waved each other saying “Good Bye”

In the bus, I was seated near a window seat. I was looking outside the window. It was beautiful. I closed my eyes and was thinking about all things that happened just merely 24 hours back. I was smiling thinking about this coincident. That evening I carried a memory filled with strange events and coincidences.

And that’s it friends, now Mr. Khan is my friend cum colleague. I don’t know where this event of coincidences is going to take us, but definitely I hope for the best.

-@nj

I found my Hero!!

Quite often we have heard that a boy and a girl can never be friends, especially in Bollywood movies.

Well through my experiences even I had convinced my self that it is true. But before I could stay with the same belief a boy came to my life, like a mysterious hero.

It just had happened a year back. A gang of old school friends connected on one social networking site, planning for a reunion after a gap of 6 years. Guess what will be the outcome if 20 minds are working together.  What else will happen? Chaos!! Different people, different ideas, no sync, messed up, fucked up.  All my school friends, used to be online for a specified time on this networking site. We used to chat and often plan how to meet up and discuss about this reunion. But things never turned our way. The reason, other of our school mates were not fine with the location, dates, etc. we used to connect to each other on conference calls and used to discuss how are we going to make these things work. After a lot of hard work and perspiration, a central location was decided and was accepted by mostly every one of us.

The reunion date and location was fixed after a handful of coordination, long calls, confirmations, reminders and re-reminders. We all were super excited. And why not, after all it was a meeting after a gap of 6-7 years. We had hardly seen each other after passing our board exam. Finally, we all arrived at the decided location on time.

We greeted each other. There was a group of around 10-12 people initially and it increased by 1 or 2 by the evening. Well, I don’t remember the correct number. Initially when I saw everyone, I was little uncomfortable, since I had no idea what exactly needs to be spoken about and who will be interested in talking, etc. But to my comfort, hidden was a guy, who made me feel very comfortable. His name was Adnan.

I know Adnan since Class 3. He was in the same class when I newly took admission in one of the best schools. But I hardly ever spoke to him except for taking books, if teacher asked me to do so. After that I remember that he moved to a different division, and I was in the other. And I don’t think that I spoke to him, after that. I passed my board exam and we shifted to western suburbs.

After 6 years, I saw this guy. He had changed a lot, physically and in many other ways. Amongst all my school mates, he was the only one who could make me feel comfortable to talk to and enjoy the time that we all were having together. I was surprised by the kind of warmth he was having. He was joking around of his buddies and I used to simply laugh aloud with him. It was not the first time that I was talking to him. I did speak to him on phone and smses. But that is a different feeling altogether. Time was passing by, we all were involved in chatting, discussing about each other’s lives,  kidding around with other mates, laughing, posing for pictures etc. I was pretty comfortable with him. Infact I felt that I knew him since ages, however the case wasn’t so. There was an aura of “connectedness”.

We all left for our homes in the evening. By that time, Adnan and I had developed a special bond.For everyone else, it was an evening filled with laughter, remembering our old times, getting back with friends, etc. but for me it was an evening which marked a beginning of my new bond with this hidden hero of my life. It was a sign of creating new relation, special one indeed!

It has been more than a year that he is my friend, special one and we are growing in this bond, but we are only friends, Special Friends! That day, definitely I did found my “HERO”

-@nj

Of Love and Destiny

Her Story…

Of all the things in the world, she believed in only one thing “Love”. She always desired it and went searching for it throughout the world.  With time and prayer, she did found it but it was always into bits and pieces. This was not the first time; she was feeling different for someone. But now she doesn’t really wants to take any chance. She has played well enough with her heart and soul. Her heart broke million times. And gradually she herself had to fix it and heal her wounds with her laughter and smile.

 She needs someone with whom she can share her pain, she can rest her head on someone’s shoulder and can just simply get rid of all the fear, and those dreadful dreams.  She is alone and this loneliness kills her deep within. She weeps and yells for help but all in vain. Little steps took by her in the past has completely taken over her dreams & hopes. She has absolutely no strength to run again and re-live. At present, on the outer surface, life seems to be absolutely fine. But inside, she is shattered just like broken glass.

She doesn’t know what destiny wants from her and where is it taking her, but she has the faith that sooner or later things will be fine.  She is probably waiting for a miracle to happen. She is dependent on her destiny to find that luck and get settled on her life. Deep inside her heart there is a little ray of hope which is still left and giving her enough reason to face all the challenge throughout this journey of her life!! Destiny must have already taken her decision and she is going to live with it.

  - @nj

For that special Friend...

Of love and Destiny....

His Story.....

He is crazy and does everything to make her smile.He cares for her more than himself but never lets her know about it.  He doesnt't fears anything but destiny.  He thinks that she is the one and can be forver but doesn't wants his heart to follow his thoughts. He can't let her go neither he can stay with her even if he wants to. He silently cares for her. He does not fear Love but Losing her. Love is the only that he Hates and why not if it works, it will be heaven and if it doesn't it will be worse then Hell.  He is not confused but confessing is not what he wants at the moment. And this time he just wants to flow with time and wants his Destiny to Decide for his LIFE.

Now don't smile after reading this...

For U ;)

Just  Friends and No Romance!!

Lovely Coffee Meet

I had a lovely Coffee Meet;

With this friend of mine whom I hardly meet!

On a Sunday rainy evening,

I dialed his number and it went ringing.

Unplanned, unsure, unclear,

We decided, let’s meet for sure!!

Willingly or unwillingly, our homes we left,

At a Café Coffee Day, we met.

I had a lovely Coffee Meet,

With this friend of mine whom I hardly meet!

Patiently he was listening to me;

I was the usual chatterer, as pleased as I could be.

He spoke about darkness, I spoke about brightness;

We spoke about love, we spoke about hate;

We were lost into our spicy conversation,

Later, ordered coffee and again we went on and on.

I had a lovely Coffee Meet,

With this friend of mine whom I hardly meet!

Time was running and our coffee got over;

I forgot that it was time to stop and run over.

We paid, we left in a hurry,

So that I could reach home a little early.

We dint get the rickshaw, I was in a mess,

We chose to have a walk, so to take a bus.

It wasn’t late for us to have few more talk,

Later, no doubt we had a memorable walk!

For an undefined bond that we share;

We simply connect things here and there.

We smiled, laughed, and shared;

In our hearts we knew we cared.

Finally folks, I got the bus at hand;

And the tale of our Coffee ends…

We smiled, and we waved;

And were glad that we met.

I had a lovely Coffee Meet,

With this friend of mine whom I hardly meet!!

- @nj for @udz