We drove up to the local beach, me and my girlfriend Zoya. She stopped her 2009 Porsche Boxster convertible then we stepped out. We gently closed the car doors in unison and Zoya grabbed the cooler(not an actual cooler..here it means "a container used to keep things cool") from the back seat before we slowly walked down to the beach. I smiled at her this was our 7th date so far.
We sat down close to the tide and gazed up at the thousands of twinkling stars in the beautiful night sky. There weren’t any buildings around...so nothing prevented us from really enjoying the vivid night sky, and each others company. Zoya got out two bottles of beer from the cooler. She cracked both of them open before handing me one.
"You know Zoya, This is so romantic!" I said and took a sip of beer. I looked at her eyes glittering in the moonlight.
"Only the best for you." She smiled, "You’re nothing like my ex. He was always grumpy and demanding and snapped for no reason. He used to test my patience pretty often. But I handled it." Zoya gulped down half her beer.
"Wait wasn’t he murdered? It was in the newspaper a few weeks ago wasn’t it?" I looked at Zoya and hoped it wasn’t too emotional for her to remember. I took small sips of my beer waiting for her to say something.
"Yeah it’s a shame." She finally said with a sigh, "He was annoying but he didn’t deserve that. I hear he was beaten to death, and the police say that by the looks of things it was done by someone he knew. They never did find the killer though".
Now it sounded a bit creepy. I cuddled a bit closer to Zoya, With her here with me it was a lot more comforting. She looked at me with a comforting look and we both finished our beers.
The wind then picked up. We had left our jackets back in the Porsche. I told Zoya that I’d go get them. She nodded saying that she’s a bit cold too. I got up and trekked back over to the Porsche thinking about Zoya and how cute she is. She was a great girlfriend. I reached for our jackets when a beer bottle smashed into my skull!
"You’re annoying too. You talk too much!" was the last thing I heard.
The police arrived about an hour later. They found a dead body of a guy and looked around for evidence. All they found was a beer bottle with some blood on it and the Porsche still parked there, apparently it was a stolen car! They questioned Zoya but she claimed she broke up with him for weeks now.
She was at the funeral. She spoke a few words of grief to his family. When the funeral was over she drove off in a fire red Volkswagen Beetle and apparently a guy in the passenger seat. . .
Well, this is my first attempt at writing a thriller (and second attempt at writing a story..hehe)!! Again I would expect HONEST comments from you all..Cheers! Take care:)
About Me
- Prateek Mohta
- what i feel is. .there is always lots more about oneself than what he himself discovers. .with every new day one comes to know about a new side of his. .henceforth the unending process continues here too! Cheers!:-)
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
---->D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.<----
I had not planned to ever leave my home town..which I have been residing in ever since the day I came to this world. Neither do I wish to leave my school..relatives..and most importantly my best friend Nimita.................................
Nimita and I had been best friends since elementary school. I still recall the day when we first met; it was the first day of nursery and we were in the same class. Unintentionally I collided with her trying to reach for my pencil that had been knocked out on the floor. Fortunately I didn’t know that she was trying to reach for it too. From that time on we got close, shared lunch, talked and became best friends. We used to hang around as often as I used to hang around with my family. She became like my sister[I was a the only kid of my parents!] ; a sister who I could lean to when I have problems, a sister who’s always there for me when I am in trouble, a sister who loved me for me…at least as a brother! What she did not know was that I was deeply in love with her ever since the day we first met; which saddened me the most[assuming that she only thought of me as her brother]!
In ninth grade, in spite of this, things changed. We had been together for 11 implausible years, but this year was diverse. I was moving to Australia. Moving far away from her, it’s like a new world I’m getting myself into. My deep profound love for her was still there and I did not want to leave her. We agreed to call each other at least twice a week..send letters and emails if we had time, and stay in touch with each other. Except that..it would not be the same..it would not be like old times..we would not see each other except in pictures..we could not do anything together now. We could not be there for each other, all the time anymore. Furthermore we were to be in two separate continents..away from each other!!!!! And I wanted to confess. "Tomorrow would be the perfect day.", I decided.
The day of the departure came but she was nowhere in sight. I tried calling her cell but no one was answering it. I was so worried and sad that she forgot about 'MY' departure. I left the country heartbroken and thinking that maybe she had a good excuse of not coming.
One year had passed and still no sign of her. I tried calling her home every once in a while but her mother would always say, “Oh she is not here, but I will tell her you called!” and I would be so depressed. Sometimes I just thought that she is been avoiding my calls. I tried to tell myself that, “Its okay Prem(its my name..in case you are not able to get that!), she is just busy that’s all.” However I had my doubts..lingering in my mind like a swarm of bees around their hive! What if she is not busy at all? What if she forgot about me? What if she got a boyfriend and been too busy to talk or even stay in touch with me? A lot of what if's were on my head. I tried emailing her and wrote letters but..to my dismay.. there was no reply. What if all my what if's came true?! Then maybe I should be pleased, pleased for the reason that she’s happy. But..then i thoght..on the contrary..why didn't she care to tell me?
5 years had passed and still no sign of her letters or emails or phone calls. I tried to get over her. I really tried but I couldn't! I just could not forget the fact that I love her..still.
One week later, I received a letter from her home address, assuming it was her..I ripped it open. I was so anxious to read her letter that I skipped a couple of parts, that I thought weren't that important. Unfortunately, it was IMPORTANT!! It said that she met with an accident and was in a 'COMA'. My hands literally trembled. .whole body had gone numb![well maybe am getting off the point..but you must know that i am a die-hard fan of 'linkin park'[NUMB]..they ROCK!!] ..Ok now back to my story! I was so shocked to see the letter that I ran inside to tell my parents to get me a ticket back to see her. Luckily they approved and booked me the latest flight.
I rushed to the hospital she was admitted in. I was so worried..i wanted to see her.. maybe kiss her on the forehead..all sorts of feelings were rushing through. When I got in her room my heart raised and started thumping really hard! I noticed her lying there with bandages all over her pale body. I felt sorry for her. All this time I was blaming her of overlooking me while she was being diagnosed. I had a talk with her mom and she told me what had happened to her. She told that she was crossing the street while she was writing something in a book..and a truck had hit her! That book was sadly addressed to me, it had no title and the cover was blank. I opened it and started reading the first page.
September 17, 2002
“This was the day I left.” I thought.
"Prem left today. I am so upset to see him leave. That’s why I did not go to the airport at all. But I tried to go realizing that I had to confess my love for him before he leaves but I was too late. I am going to miss him so bad. All the good times we had will never be forgotten. I wish I could be with him. I love him so very much."
My tears started falling. I admired her. I was in awe. She made a diary for me starting with the day I left. And what mostly saddened me was the fact that she LOVED me too! I scanned through the remaining pages and read the last page she had written on.
March 26, 2007
I can’t wait for Prem to see what I have done for him. I hope he will like it. I just miss him so bad. I wish he was here right now in my arms holding me tight and wishing he wouldn’t be away anymo --------
And it was cut right there. I could NOW actually imagine the scene how it happened.. the very sight shattered my soul into pieces. I saw a glimpse of her again and more tears fell down my cheeks. I was weeping..like a kid! I held her hand so tight. That time I had wished that I had not left and be with her throughout this tough time. There was this enormous amount of pain in my chest. I scanned again and all the other, remaining pages were blank. A letter dropped when I was about to close it.
Dear Prem
If you are done reading my diary I want you to fill out the other half of this book. I miss you so bad..Prem. I am sorry if I keep missing your calls I was just too busy with work. Yeah Prem.. I’m working now so I could surprise you and come there and maybe finish my college with you. I can’t wait to see you soon. I’m also sorry that it took me 5 years to get this to you its just that I did not know your address there and I had to look for your relatives to tell me your address..and about the email thing I tried to email you back but our computer is really messed up; I ought to get it fixed sometime so I can email you. I’m really sorry if you thought that I didn’t care about you, I do. I really do. I love you since the first day we met..it’s just that I was too scared to confess because it might ruin our friendship and that I think that you only think of me as a sister. I love you Prem, I love you with all my heart..and my soul..and I’m sacrificing everything...just to be with YOU.
With Love,
Nimita
By the time I was done reading her letter, I heard a beep. It was coming from her bed. I was stunned! I dropped the book and ran towards her and started yelling..calling the nurse.
“Stay with me please, stay with me… don’t leave me please. I can’t let you leave me. Please. I. Love. You.” I cried as the tears fell. I was shaking. I didn’t want her to die. I didn’t want her to leave me. I wanted her to be here by my side comforting me, and telling me that it was all a joke. But life ain't a joke. It’s all about REALITY. She is dead and here I am living my life through pages in the diary. I filled the rest of the book. I even started a new book since it couldn’t hold all my memories and thoughts of her. Till date I think no one is to be blamed. Everything is destined...........................DESTINED!!!!!!
So my friends..remember.. in my first post i referred to the 'magic of destiny'! Thats how i thought about writing a story to illustrate my feelings for the pivotal role played by destiny in our lives![ It took me fair amount of time to actually pull it off!]. There might be many discrepancies that may have crept in..pardon me for that and please give ur valued 'HONEST' comments! Cheers. :-)
Signing off--------------------
Prateek....
Nimita and I had been best friends since elementary school. I still recall the day when we first met; it was the first day of nursery and we were in the same class. Unintentionally I collided with her trying to reach for my pencil that had been knocked out on the floor. Fortunately I didn’t know that she was trying to reach for it too. From that time on we got close, shared lunch, talked and became best friends. We used to hang around as often as I used to hang around with my family. She became like my sister[I was a the only kid of my parents!] ; a sister who I could lean to when I have problems, a sister who’s always there for me when I am in trouble, a sister who loved me for me…at least as a brother! What she did not know was that I was deeply in love with her ever since the day we first met; which saddened me the most[assuming that she only thought of me as her brother]!
In ninth grade, in spite of this, things changed. We had been together for 11 implausible years, but this year was diverse. I was moving to Australia. Moving far away from her, it’s like a new world I’m getting myself into. My deep profound love for her was still there and I did not want to leave her. We agreed to call each other at least twice a week..send letters and emails if we had time, and stay in touch with each other. Except that..it would not be the same..it would not be like old times..we would not see each other except in pictures..we could not do anything together now. We could not be there for each other, all the time anymore. Furthermore we were to be in two separate continents..away from each other!!!!! And I wanted to confess. "Tomorrow would be the perfect day.", I decided.
The day of the departure came but she was nowhere in sight. I tried calling her cell but no one was answering it. I was so worried and sad that she forgot about 'MY' departure. I left the country heartbroken and thinking that maybe she had a good excuse of not coming.
One year had passed and still no sign of her. I tried calling her home every once in a while but her mother would always say, “Oh she is not here, but I will tell her you called!” and I would be so depressed. Sometimes I just thought that she is been avoiding my calls. I tried to tell myself that, “Its okay Prem(its my name..in case you are not able to get that!), she is just busy that’s all.” However I had my doubts..lingering in my mind like a swarm of bees around their hive! What if she is not busy at all? What if she forgot about me? What if she got a boyfriend and been too busy to talk or even stay in touch with me? A lot of what if's were on my head. I tried emailing her and wrote letters but..to my dismay.. there was no reply. What if all my what if's came true?! Then maybe I should be pleased, pleased for the reason that she’s happy. But..then i thoght..on the contrary..why didn't she care to tell me?
5 years had passed and still no sign of her letters or emails or phone calls. I tried to get over her. I really tried but I couldn't! I just could not forget the fact that I love her..still.
One week later, I received a letter from her home address, assuming it was her..I ripped it open. I was so anxious to read her letter that I skipped a couple of parts, that I thought weren't that important. Unfortunately, it was IMPORTANT!! It said that she met with an accident and was in a 'COMA'. My hands literally trembled. .whole body had gone numb![well maybe am getting off the point..but you must know that i am a die-hard fan of 'linkin park'[NUMB]..they ROCK!!] ..Ok now back to my story! I was so shocked to see the letter that I ran inside to tell my parents to get me a ticket back to see her. Luckily they approved and booked me the latest flight.
I rushed to the hospital she was admitted in. I was so worried..i wanted to see her.. maybe kiss her on the forehead..all sorts of feelings were rushing through. When I got in her room my heart raised and started thumping really hard! I noticed her lying there with bandages all over her pale body. I felt sorry for her. All this time I was blaming her of overlooking me while she was being diagnosed. I had a talk with her mom and she told me what had happened to her. She told that she was crossing the street while she was writing something in a book..and a truck had hit her! That book was sadly addressed to me, it had no title and the cover was blank. I opened it and started reading the first page.
September 17, 2002
“This was the day I left.” I thought.
"Prem left today. I am so upset to see him leave. That’s why I did not go to the airport at all. But I tried to go realizing that I had to confess my love for him before he leaves but I was too late. I am going to miss him so bad. All the good times we had will never be forgotten. I wish I could be with him. I love him so very much."
My tears started falling. I admired her. I was in awe. She made a diary for me starting with the day I left. And what mostly saddened me was the fact that she LOVED me too! I scanned through the remaining pages and read the last page she had written on.
March 26, 2007
I can’t wait for Prem to see what I have done for him. I hope he will like it. I just miss him so bad. I wish he was here right now in my arms holding me tight and wishing he wouldn’t be away anymo --------
And it was cut right there. I could NOW actually imagine the scene how it happened.. the very sight shattered my soul into pieces. I saw a glimpse of her again and more tears fell down my cheeks. I was weeping..like a kid! I held her hand so tight. That time I had wished that I had not left and be with her throughout this tough time. There was this enormous amount of pain in my chest. I scanned again and all the other, remaining pages were blank. A letter dropped when I was about to close it.
Dear Prem
If you are done reading my diary I want you to fill out the other half of this book. I miss you so bad..Prem. I am sorry if I keep missing your calls I was just too busy with work. Yeah Prem.. I’m working now so I could surprise you and come there and maybe finish my college with you. I can’t wait to see you soon. I’m also sorry that it took me 5 years to get this to you its just that I did not know your address there and I had to look for your relatives to tell me your address..and about the email thing I tried to email you back but our computer is really messed up; I ought to get it fixed sometime so I can email you. I’m really sorry if you thought that I didn’t care about you, I do. I really do. I love you since the first day we met..it’s just that I was too scared to confess because it might ruin our friendship and that I think that you only think of me as a sister. I love you Prem, I love you with all my heart..and my soul..and I’m sacrificing everything...just to be with YOU.
With Love,
Nimita
By the time I was done reading her letter, I heard a beep. It was coming from her bed. I was stunned! I dropped the book and ran towards her and started yelling..calling the nurse.
“Stay with me please, stay with me… don’t leave me please. I can’t let you leave me. Please. I. Love. You.” I cried as the tears fell. I was shaking. I didn’t want her to die. I didn’t want her to leave me. I wanted her to be here by my side comforting me, and telling me that it was all a joke. But life ain't a joke. It’s all about REALITY. She is dead and here I am living my life through pages in the diary. I filled the rest of the book. I even started a new book since it couldn’t hold all my memories and thoughts of her. Till date I think no one is to be blamed. Everything is destined...........................DESTINED!!!!!!
So my friends..remember.. in my first post i referred to the 'magic of destiny'! Thats how i thought about writing a story to illustrate my feelings for the pivotal role played by destiny in our lives![ It took me fair amount of time to actually pull it off!]. There might be many discrepancies that may have crept in..pardon me for that and please give ur valued 'HONEST' comments! Cheers. :-)
Signing off--------------------
Prateek....
Thursday, May 7, 2009
A SMALL STEP BY ME. .A GIANT LEAP FOR BLOGGERS!
Hello everyone..
Well..here i am into yet another venture i never thought of getting into at the first place[BLOGGING!!!. .what on earth is that??? how do you even get time for such lame stuff!! that used to be me. .the-me-some-time-back!]... but i dnt blame anyone. .life's like that! You end up doing what you had never dreamt of. .isn't it?! In the end. .its all about what makes you HAPPY!! ;-)
So. .Three cheers to the magic of destiny!
So. .here i am. .a simple fun loving guy living in Jaipur[a small town in India] thinking of all the stuff that i should write here to share with the WORLD! Good God. .am i nervous??? Hahaha...cant comment on that but yes i definitely know that a breath-taking chill is running down my spine right now. .while i am trying hard to type these letters on the key-cold-board! [damn. .its too cold in here. .two beers please!!! hehe :-)] .
Well. . I promise you all of commiting myself to this for a while now as i realy don't have much to do right now than dealing with serious issues like......watching tv and playing games on my pc. .and then again watching tv and then again. .guess what. . .yes playing games on my pc![may sound funny. .but thats the truth friends ;-)]. With this [lame] intoduction. .i would like to wrap up for the time being[as i am falling short of words about what to say now. .hehe :-)] ! And. .Do remember one thing folks. .Once your reader decides to spend some time with your post, he’s going to want to get through it without too much work. The key to that: SIMPLICITY!
So. .keeping that thought in mind. .i hereby sign off..............
--Au Revoir--
Patrick D'Souza
or is it...Prateek Mohta!!!! :-)
Well..here i am into yet another venture i never thought of getting into at the first place[BLOGGING!!!. .what on earth is that??? how do you even get time for such lame stuff!! that used to be me. .the-me-some-time-back!]... but i dnt blame anyone. .life's like that! You end up doing what you had never dreamt of. .isn't it?! In the end. .its all about what makes you HAPPY!! ;-)
So. .Three cheers to the magic of destiny!
So. .here i am. .a simple fun loving guy living in Jaipur[a small town in India] thinking of all the stuff that i should write here to share with the WORLD! Good God. .am i nervous??? Hahaha...cant comment on that but yes i definitely know that a breath-taking chill is running down my spine right now. .while i am trying hard to type these letters on the key-cold-board! [damn. .its too cold in here. .two beers please!!! hehe :-)] .
Well. . I promise you all of commiting myself to this for a while now as i realy don't have much to do right now than dealing with serious issues like......watching tv and playing games on my pc. .and then again watching tv and then again. .guess what. . .yes playing games on my pc![may sound funny. .but thats the truth friends ;-)]. With this [lame] intoduction. .i would like to wrap up for the time being[as i am falling short of words about what to say now. .hehe :-)] ! And. .Do remember one thing folks. .Once your reader decides to spend some time with your post, he’s going to want to get through it without too much work. The key to that: SIMPLICITY!
So. .keeping that thought in mind. .i hereby sign off..............
--Au Revoir--
Patrick D'Souza
or is it...Prateek Mohta!!!! :-)
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