i just finished reading chetan bhagat's third book 'the three mistakes of my life'.
it was a wonderful read as usual baring a few printing errors. he is a good writer in a way cause his readers can relate to his stories.
every book i have read has made my belief stronger in power of love. its not only through book that i have known love but have seen it work in my every day life. my book reading has developed in the last year or so. but i have always heard stories about love and longing from people.
only those who have know love and lost it can understant the need for it.
men will try and find love from where ever he can. there is noo exception when thousands try to find it in the virtual world.
net is a totally different wolrd with its own sets of rules. people seldom have to pay for breaking these rules. i was not that lucky and i paid the price for it so there are nomore hard feelings.
every time i come online i find many new people. its silly how people play love games here.
after a certain disaster i was getting good at playing the same game. i become a player always ready for girls who thought i was a game. i had devised my own set of rules. while chatting on net there are possibilities the person whom you are chatting with will turn out to be a totally different person in real. the risk is always there , but as you know me whats life without risk.
i only prefer to use one networking site as its enough for me. i have been using orkut for a few years now. its a good place to make friends. i have a few good friends from here. i like its consept of going on to forums, chating there making friends. i dont send random friends request nither post a scrap in others scrap book unless i have known them. i have broken this rules in event where a profile has really grabbed my attention. one such profile of a ms xyz grabbed my attention and i posted a scrap to her to which she never replied. so it happens a lot on orkut and there is nothing extraordinay about it. even on the community i tried chatting with her but all was in vain. soon i forget all about it with other distractions around and they are easy to be found. i eventually stoped going to that community. i had found a new waterhole. my frequency on orkut keeps changing from regular to once a month depending on my mood. on this new community i have made some more friends and a reputation. on this community i get to see the same ms xyz again. the time passes as it does i kept seeing her more and more on the community but i didnt make any attempt to chat. then se disappeared for a while and i also decided to cut down on action. half a year has passed just like that but the day was made special bye her comment on my displayed pic. this was what i had waited for so long, taking this opportunity i started a small conversation with her on the comm, but she vanished in the middle of it. another week passed till i got to chat with her again . soon i entered her scrap book. a few sessions of chat made me realise it was not just her DP which attracted me but her way of thinking also did the trick. the kind of people i find on net makes me sceptical of them at first. the only thing i was thinking was she for real ? can any girl be like her ?
i had to see for myself and for that i had to meet her. so i asked her out once. she refused at the begining but then she gave in to my persuasive technics. even when the decision to meet was taken it was not a cake walk. she kept elluding me, making me wait a couple of time at the said place on time without even showing up.
i wondered to my self what i was doing ? then a week of nothing, no chat. she had vanished and left me wondering. the next time i got her on chat i asked for her contact number , which was immediately given to me without a fuss, which again surprised me. even with the number i restrained my self from calling her. i didnt want to comearound as a desperate guy to her.
the online chatting sessions contunied when ever we met, with abrupt disruptions with either of us getting disconnected. on eve of holy i sent her sms to wish her . upto to this point i was not sure if the number belonged to her, even with the replies. it looked like a big prank being played on me.
one morning i had set course to meet her after a string of sms's a night befor. again dissapoinment stared in my eyes but this time i refused to give up. it didnt matter to me for how long it was but i had to meet her and so she aggreed to meet me on the railway station. i had time till her train arrived. i was so awe struk to see her climb the stair.
this was the first i met her, the second meeting came in another 10 days time. things where getting better and better . the third happned with a jerk but i am glad it did , cause i was able to let her know about my feelings. her only reaction was that she is commited and wouldnt want to meet me again. it kind of broke me but i wasnt going to give up that easy.
now she is single again but still doesnt want to meet me. may be doesnt want me to get any wrong signals from her. she says i am a mad man. she is correct in her statement.
it is true, i dont know what love is. i dont know where to find it ? i just know, during the time i spent with her i felt euphoric and i would like to feel the same way for the rest of my life just. this is my final attempt at love. a failure here and i am going to succumb to my harsh reality.
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