A Tale OF Love Story-2: Chatting behind

We're just surprized to think of the taste of my friend. She surely was not the right girl for him. Not so much beautiful, more of a village girl type. But someone has rightly said, " Love is Blind".

It became a matter of chatting for all of us. We're laughing every time we think about him. After few days, he came back and heard us, he really felt bad. So, we decided to drop down the issue for the time being.


then started chatting. First chatting :27Min.
Chatting:
" What're you doing?"
"Who's your favourite star?"
"Why?"


"I'm keeping down the phone........................."
This much talking and finished 50rs of airtel bill.

A Tale OF Love Story-1 : Glaring Started

This is a true love story which i witnessed in front of my eyes. It's a story of my best friend, Hrishi. For the next few blogs, i 'll be explaining his love story in details. Hope you like it.

We met nearly three years before, in my first year of my engineering life. Krish introduced him to me. He's a talkative type person, which was really unorthodox for my type of person. But soon we became nice friends. Actually, he became my roommate next sememster, and then i witnessed his different half.

His brother's wedding was coming. So, he went to his native house 15-20days before taking leave. We'd provide the usual proxies for him to avoid any loss of attendence for him. We went to attend the wedding at that particular day. Then, i witnessed that he's closely glaring to a girl. I said it to Krish, and Krish called him, and asked him about the reason. Then he said she's his brother's saali. And he liked her very much.

I asked him" how all of a sudden?"
I even warned him to be far from the girls as much as you can.

But it was too late for him to forget her.

The Day He Changed To A Man From A Boy

It was one of the most dark nights of my life. It occured during one of the college days.

It was a nice night to start with, but suddenly a call came and everything changed. The happy hours changed to mourning hours. It was nearly ten o' claock, and we were watching Spider-man3, then my friend Krish's phone rang,. He went to another room to recieve it, and next we heard was his mounful cry. We ran towards that room, and we saw Krish on the ground, crying very loudly. This scene took my heart out of my body. I felt an itching pain in my heart, when we got the news that Krish's father has died. And then started a four-hour long crying episode, but we controlled ourself to control Krish.
         But it went in vain. Adding to the problem, his Sister who also studied with us in the same college also came, and the episode became uncontrollable, but finally his cousin took him his home to calm him, and finally the episode ended.
         For me the episode ended, but for Krish, it's a life long tale.
         After that day, he became older than he was actually, and enjoyment was subdued in his life.
         
        

The Day I Met A US Girl

Don't misunderstand me as a boy, who is a flirt, but i'm a type of boy, who falls to every beauty, and then forget her for another. this is an incident of my high-school days. i's in class11th to be precise.


It's a fine morning, and i's as usual going to my school on foot. I's nearly there, when i saw an awesome beautiful girl calling me. For the time being, i thought why would someone call me, but i saw i's the only person in that direction, to which she was waving. So, i moved towards her. With every foot, my heart was jumping higher and higher. When i reached there, i saw she was a foreigner.
 From far distance she was looking completely like an Indian charm since she's wearing Indian paridhan.
       That day, i formulated " even foreign girl in Indain dress looks awesome, and every Indian girl  in western dress looks sexy, only sexy, not beautiful."
      Actually, she'd the problem in conversation with the taxi-driver who only knew Bhojpuri. So, she asked me to work as an interpreter for her. I was so excited to see her, that i agreed it very quickly. We had a conversation with her for an hour, and i offer her to show my mighty city, to which she agreed. I worked as a guide for her tour to my city, and in the evening we went to a grand hotel as a matter of gratitude she had shown towards me, but for me it was a marvellous experience.
       I could never forget her in my life.
       Her white skin, black salwaar-kameez, with her blue eyes, a real deadly combination. I was contended in the end for helping her, but it had really cost me an attendence short. But who cares about attendence at that age.


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The Day Chocolate Slapped me

You'd doubt how can chocolate slap anyone. It didn't slapped me, but caused me a slap.

Actuall, the incident happened on my childhood days. I's very much fond of chocolates from my initial days. One day i saw my neighbour making crispy chocolates. And in my greed, i entered his room, took his chocolate and started eating below his bed. But to my badluck, the neighbour locked the room from outside, without noticing that i's inside. But it didn't affect me and i continued eating. But after sometimes, my mother started searching me. Unable to find me in the house, she started searching the neighbours house. Still unable to find me, someone told him that Rohit(the chocolate neighbour) might have taken me with him. That time no mobile was there to ask him directly. She ran to the destination of Rohit's place in her home suite. And when she didn't find me there also, she started crying. My father was called, and police was phoned.Police came and i was still inside Rohit's room. Finally, when Rohit opened the door, and i ran out, everyone was eased, but my mothed slapped me i don't remember how many slaps. After that day, i promised myself, i'll not enter any other's domain to eat anything.

The Day I met the Tigress

Everyone in this earning world hates their boss, but for their job, they pretend to like them. I being not an exception. I really hate my boss.

But to be frank, she's a real hottie-bubble.But when she barks, the whole company shivers. No sound can be heard then. Its a pin-drop silence. But due to my good-behaviour, she seemed to be happy with me, and for the time-being that is important for me.
I met her on my third day of joining, and unluckily, i just got unbalance on her. I said sorry, and my good-behaviour really saved me that day, and till today. She call me fool and i like it very much.

Although now, i really like her as a boss, but when she shouts on me, i feel like throwing the paper-pad on her head.

The Day I entered Dazzling Land

Don't misinterpret it as if i'm in a dream. It's the real dazzling land.

for my first job, i's selected in Bangalore branch of the company. It's my first day, and as i entered the office venue, i felt as if i'd entered a world of dazzling beauties. Nearly 80% of the programmers, and my partners were girls, really beautiful girls. And if you're a normal person, you're surely going to fall on these, jeans-tshirt specialist, minis showing their white long legs can really tremble any heart. So beautiful, so sharp, and so cunny. I might have fallen to everyone here, but whom to love don't know.All're great by each dimension.
Now i just leave in dreamland. But frankly speaking none of them're good in character, to show to mother for marriage.
They're just good for girlfriends, and sex, but not for marriage.

The Day Fortune Made Me Meet Her

If you're thinking it is the girl to who was my first crash, then you got it wrong. It is a different girl i'm discussing about.


It was an incident in the city of hi-tech Bangalore. I's having my first job. After a month i got my salary, to which my mother said the first thing i should do is to offer gratitude to God for the job, and the salary. As an obedient son, i went to the temple near my house in Koramangala, a Sai Temple. I bought sweets for the offering. when i entered the temple, i show there is a plate where their was garland, to whom every one present there was touching, as i's new to bangalore, hence i thought it could be a ritual here. So, i also touched it, and said my name to the priest in the temple, and gave the packet of sweets to him. But further when i saw thet're talking to each other in Bengali, then i knew that they completely form a family, and then i understood my mistake. i'd been taken by the priest as the same family member and he offered the prayer of mine together with them.
But i continued, i don't know why. then he gave me the panchamreet together with them. Then i saw a girl standing next to me, real perfect looking girl for a bengali boy.A beauty with all the qualties in her. But when the priest called all the " male people, stand ahead." I just took a back step, then the priest asked me " you also come ahead". i told him the reality, then everyone look so differently to me, but when they got my name with title Ghosh they took me as a same family, and i was also tied the sacred thread. I's really happy that time. It was the first time i really understood Fortune. 


I don't know why but i told the incident to my mother, to which she chuckled that i had met her bahu, this was the same reaction of my father. But somewhere or the other, i'd fallen in those bluish-green eyes. I don't know what'd be the future, but for the time being, we're good friends.

The Day of My First Hatred With Her

I'd already told you that I's a book maniac, but i'd my other angles too like one i'd discussed in " The Day of My First Crash".

She's neither a friend nor an enemy of me. But today, i hate her the most. Might be the only girl i hate.Why? The reason is below.

It was my first year, when i saw her first. Her oversize took all the beauty angle from her.Knowing that i and she were the only healthy looking people in the class, with she overpowering me. My friends starts torturing me everytime with her name, that she talked of me with everyone. Initially, i just ignore it. But the sooner or the later this became a hurdle of my life.
And that was a wednesday, as much as i remember. we'd workshop labs, and i's wearing my usual black shirt-black pants. i thinks it look better on me. i's with nearly 10 of my friends, when we're crossing the girls hostel, that the girls called her so loudly that we can also hear, and i really got to know that their was surely some dreadful affair going on between me and her. That day, my whole workshop class was screwed by my friends taunting on me, and it was the first day I really started hating her, and it still continued, since my friend still comment on me taking her reference.

She might be a nice girl, but for me she's a devil.

The Day Of Shame

Ragging in today's world is a common thing. But the shame it brings to a junior is always remembered by them, which he transfer to the coming juniors, thus generation of ragged juniors remain flying.

It was my first year in my college, and my first day in my class. Class passed by smoothly, but the danger was awaiting outside, our seniors. We were going back to our rooms, when a batch of seniors passed by. They saw us and called us.We, like a sentious junior went there. They asked many question to us. Mainly the Introduction round. After introduction round, one of the seniors, asked us to show our muscles status. We're surprized, but like an obedient juniors, we show our muscle tone to them. Then they asked us to show our chest.How can a guy, show his body in the center of road, where many eyes watching us and laughing at us. After much talk, when we didn't agree, they tore our shirt, and let us go to our room, with the torn shirt. Many of the citizens watched this nudity show live, and we're so ashamed of that incident that it took around a week to come back to college. Till that time, the college officials had suspended the seniors involved, and the guy who asked for it, got an RC.
But the incident remained in our mind for the whole engineering life.

The Day Of My First Crush

I's a book maniac, as I'd already told you in my initial blogs. You don't know when you'll start liking someone. It can be any moment, so just open your eyes and wait for it.
 was in my school days, I'd also crashed on a girl, named Sheetal. She was a Bengali too. I had never seen her before, but she was in the school for so many years, but i'd never noticed her before. It was the Teacher's Day Celebration, and she came on the stage for dancing on the Beautiful tune of "Aaja Mahiya" song of Fiza. It was the first time I'd really noticed a girl. She's beautiful, curly hair, big eyes. There're nearly 12dancerts on the stage, but my eyes stuck to her only.I don't know why? But after her performance, my eyes was still searching her. Many times,I passed her too, but never dared to talk to her. Now, I don't know where she is, but these eyes of mine can't foget her anyday. So, I started working hard and concentrate on my studies just to overcome her face out of my mind.

The Day She Fall

Being a heart throb is always nice to feel, but it has its own disadvatages too. Let's tell me a tale of one of my cute freak friend.
He's a real heartthrob of his school names Krish Arya,which had given her a girlfriend already. It's a guest lecture of the seniors to teach their juniors, and he gave a very nice description of the topic, it's so nice of a lecture that a girl of that junior class fell flat on him.She started to send him love letters in which there was so much sexy talks by the help of her friend, Shamla which was a common friends of ours.In the starting days, he took it as a joke, but the matter soon got serious and complletely messed up his life. But after so many days, when it was out of his control, he refused to accept her offer.Then she gave a threat to do suicide.My poor friend had to leave his school, his town in fear of the girl, but now the girl is involve with another guy, and would you believe it, it's one of our friends, and my friend with a new partner in his college.
But Suppose she really had a suicide, then what'd be my friends status now? His life would surely screwed up.
So, enjoy everything, but with care, because, the world has changed now.Today, only boys do not fuck, but girls are like each department, are taking hold in this department.

Share your views with me.

Attention Of All

Hey friends, the best thing to be done in today's world is Show Of. A person who showof more, gets more attention than a simple geek who just remain keep quite in a mob. Today, where everyone in the HR dept. looks for only dynamic peoples who can even speak in a hell lot of public to advertise their product, who can tell their clients about their products in their best possible way. It can't come in just 30days of coaching for Speaking classes, you'd to be active from your initial school days. If any event happens in school campus, try to take part actively, just forget what will people think if you fail to deliver your good, but think in other way, that by participating you'll learn something, and move a step forward for good communication skills. It has an other advantage too, you're surely going to be an eye-winner of all the companies, but you'll a beautiful charm for all the girls out there.
Suppose, if a debate occurs in the classroom, most of the guys just think if they'll tell their point of view, others will laugh, while the smart takes the advantage and deliver his best.
This is the main difference between a studious teacher and a renowned teacher.
A renowned teacher knows actually how much he know, and how to deliver it to his student, but the studious teacher know too much but can't express it very well, and the student'd consider him a teacher with low knowledge.

The Day She Admit

Hey friends out there on net, I'm sharing with you my views about how to live a life. Life is a deadlier game, so try to live it before it takes you out of its domains. Life your life as much as you can. Just don't wait for the right time to come for enjoying, because you don't know it'll come or not. The future is a sucker of all the enjoyment. So, live it today. Want to do anything, do it today. Just don't go inside the books and the whole world get close for you. Want to have a girlfriend, have it today. Atleast try, so that you can't blame yourself in the future.
An Incident came into my mind today, when a handsome hunk friend of mine Raj Sinha , liked a girl seriously named Deepti Priya,our classmate, a really cute girl such that every boy wanted to be her boyfriend. My friend was no exception either, neither do I. But he can't tell her in his school days due to the fear of response what she will give, a real middle class mentality.But after some years, when she met him again she told him that she had a big crash on him. That time my friend felt what he'd missed, he'd have a girlfriend for nearly four years.but now he'd to just go on studies for his degrees, and she'd already got a new boyfriend name Arun.
Want dating, go for it today. Want to drink, try it today. But don't get addicted to it. Just have the taste of everything that the nature has provided to you. Just be a top-class and be a heartthrob, so that you can feel proud about something.

I'm telling you this because I too was a book maniac, thinking that there is lot of life to live.But now when I'm working in a company, now there's no time for myself. What the hell I'll do with the money I earn, if I don't know how to spend it, just watch movies and what. Although I work in a company which have women everywhere, but unluckily, in this Raksha Bandhan, all tied a rakhi in my hand, and deprived me of any future plans. But, really, they're BehanJi type.