The Leader He Never Was

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The Leader He Never Was

Aggressive, progressive, regressive no one really know who Rahul Gandhi is. He looks like a Messiah for the underprivileged at times and on another occasions he looks as a burden for the party. What he wants to do with party or the politics is still the secret after 11 years of him in active politics. If he is not interested in it then he must leave it and do what he really does well because we don't even know about his qualifications however if he is interested then party must trust him and follow his ideals.

I am not among those Twitter Trenders who makes mockery of people by making fun of them but his return after a long holiday reminded me of a song in Zakhm ( Ajay Devgn, Pooja Bhatt starring movie of the 90's 'Gali Mein Aaj Chand Nikla' sung by Alka Yagnik) seeing Congress's hope in him. And after not so successful year of Modi government India has also some hope in him to be alternative for Modi in future. Here is a video song dedicated to Congress and Rahul Gandhi.

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Dil Ki Deal Is A DilSe Deal

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Dil Ki Deal Is A DilSe Deal

I am a shy person and the extent of it was experienced by me during my brother's marriage four and a half years back in 2010. Everyone in my home including my brother started talking to Bhabhi ( sister-in-law ) even before her marriage with my brother. But in my case forget about talking I was hesitant to come in front of her when our family visited her home on few occasions.

My attitude didn't change even when she came in our house after their marriage. There is a tradition in India to give a welcome gift to a newly wed bride. Every relative and family members from groom's side gave something to her before looking at her face for the first time ( Muhn Dikhai ). To avoid this function I remained absent from that ritual when relatives were present in our house. I was sure that Bhabhi would have noticed my absent when all my sisters gave something or the other to her. Although she never complained me about that till now, but I knew she would have felt bad. 

I believe this tradition as one of introducing the new member of family to all relatives, it's good in a way to make her comfortable in an almost unknown place and atmosphere. This informal introduction makes one comfortable among strangers. Few more days passed relatives left the house but I neither introduced myself to her nor gifted anything to her. My sisters, mother scolded me for my this behavior. I was also ashamed of myself but that nature of mine was hard to change.

Some more days passed, everyone forgot that I hadn't gave her anything but that feeling was making me guilt ridden. I thought day and night about it and then one day a thought struck to me. I was too late in this ritual so I have to do something special. I figured out one essential thing which no body gifted her a watch. I presented her a watch along with a paper written with following message,

Ye ghadi nahin hai mein hun!
Chuti si hai badi nahin hai,
heere moti jadi nahin hai,
har kasauti par khari utregi,
sahi samay par sahi karegi,
Ye ghadi nahin hai main hun! 

These lines of Hindi means 'This is not a watch but me, all though small and not valuable but sure to stand victorious in any test of time.' Her eyes became moist she looked towards me with a smile. I knew from this smile that my gift has touched her heart. A message from heart always reaches the heart. That DilSe deal became Dil Ki Deal at that moment.

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The Lost Love (Part - 3)

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The Lost Love (Part - 3)

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All night he waited for her answer but she didn't replied. He thought that she would answer him when they would met personally the next day. He reached the airport on time in the morning. There were still few minutes to his flight when his phone beeped. It was a message from Saya.

 ‘It is not the right time to meet. You are in urgency for some commitment. I never thought you would behave childishly in such a crucial situation. I too like to talk to you but your desperation is suffocating. It feels as if you wants to stick me like a ghost. Please don't come. I need more time to think.'

His one message ruined his life. He was sensing the end of his love life before a start. His eyes became moist. He remembered Sandhaya’s face when he mistreated her, when he didn't care about her feelings. Something similar was happening with him. He was so lost in his thoughts and turmoil that he missed several announcements about his flight. He missed his flight as quickly as he missed Saya from his life. His love was lost again. He silently went to his home and locked himself in his room. He wanted to talk to Sandhaya, he wanted to repent for his doings perhaps that would change the course of his life. His phone rang at this movement blinking Sandhaya's phone number. "How she knew that I need her at that moment." He said to himself and picked up her phone.

They regretted for their conduct on that frightful day. They then talked about their beautiful childhood days when they quickly apologized when ever they fought with each other. " I missed those days." "I too." " Why don't you come here we would eat lunch together. Mom has cooked our favorite Chinese food." He also needed to share his pain with her so he readily accepted her offer. After lunch they went to her room where he told her about Saya and how he ruined that beautiful relationship.

" You are now an expert in ruining relationship." She said hinting to their incident. "I don't know what happened to me at that time. After listening about your marriage I was determined to have someone in my life. I was angry with you for not discussing your marriage with me so I wanted to do the same to you." He said all in one go but later realized that he should not express his opposition to her marriage in this way. 

"Abhishek ! Do you still love me." Her question surprised him, , he didn’t know its answer. But before he could say something she continued, " I never went to London. I was in Jaipur to my aunt's place just to be away from you. She asked me to consider Raunaq's proposal, since my family was ready for this match I couldn't do nothing but to remember your saying that we must listen to our hearts in time of confusion because it never lies. I know you will never come to my life so I accepted the proposal but I wants your happiness. I need an answer to this question for it, please close your eyes and ask your heart."

"I will definitely give you the answer and I think I too need an answer to this question," he closed his eyes, "wait a minute, you said that I told you this listening to heart thing." "Yes!" She was not making eye contact with him. " Sandhaya look at me, look into my eyes, you are Saya." She hugged him tightly and started crying.

"Abhishek! You didn't want to talk to me and I know when you were alone you spend your time writing on then I thought to keep in touch with you through this method so I created my shadow 'Saya' using first and last to letters of my name for this purpose. I was not aware that you will love my writing and then you contacted me. When you confessed your love for Saya I thought that I must not stretch this bluff any more and send you that message." 

He was still stunned with these revelations the girl he loved and was loving all these days was Sandhaya. She was crying in his arms, he consoled her, " Idiot don't you see the good side of it, we can't live without each other. The writing that impressed me was yours because only you can understand the situation of my heart being in that situation yourself but you have done a blunder in all this by agreeing to marry Raunaq and not waiting for things getting normal between us."

"No mistake is bigger than your love," their parents came inside. "Your aunt told me that you were talking to Abhishek in Saya's disguise. We know that you can't live without each other but were hesitant to express or perhaps you don't even know about your love so we planted Raunaq in your story," Sandhaya's mother explained to them. " And now be ready for your wedding the same date next month." Both of them laugh at their idiocy and embraced each other while uttering three magical words.' I LOVE YOU.' 

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The Lost Love (Part - 2)

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The Lost Love (Part - 2)

Read : Part 1 

Saya was similar to him in thinking, in reading habits. His online conversations with her also revealed that they both like Chinese food and like the same Bollywood Hero and Heroine. He never thought anybody could understand it better than Sandhaya but Saya was much higher in that aspect from her. He wanted to meet her as soon as possible but she lived in another city.

“It was not a problem with me. I can come to meet you if you wish.” He said in excitement.

“ Oh My God! You are so desperate. What’s running in your mind.” She said impishly.

“Nothing of the sort you are thinking, I am just curious to see the beautiful face behind that beautiful writing.”

“Why you are so much confident about my beauty what if I am a seventy year old granny.”

“I always listen to my heart and it says that you are very beautiful and I am sure that you would be same as my imagination.” He said with confidence. He could judge by her voice and her thinking that she was of his age.

“If you are so eager to meet me than wait till next month I am coming there for my cousin's wedding." She said softly.

“One month is a long time. I can't wait for so long. I am coming in your city this weekend” He said firmly.

"Okay if you insist. Come this weekend."

He immediately booked his flight for the weekend. First time after so many days he was not thinking about Sandhaya’s incident. The guilt of mistreating Sandhaya was not feeling as a burden to him that day. He was happy and wanted to ease Sandhaya from the burden of the relationship they were carrying. He wanted to talk to her one last time. To end everything between them amicably. He went to her home to request her mother to compel her to talk to him. They were friends and they would remain the same if she wished.

Some guest were coming out from her house when he reached there. Abhishek inquired about them when he met her mother." Sandhaya didn't tell you? Don't tell me that both of you are still not in talking terms." Before he could speak anything she said,"they were Raunaq’s parents who came here to fix the date for Sandhaya and Raunaq’s wedding next month.” " What?" Sandhaya's wedding. It was difficult for him to absorb that his best friend the ex-love of his life was going to get married without any information to him. " Aunty! Have you asked Sandhaya about this." " Yes beta! You know that we don't force our decision on her. We were waiting for her decision about Raunaq from some time and she confirmed it last night that she is ready for marriage. We are happy , Raunaq is a nice boy and a good match for her." 

He came out quietly without understanding what to say to her mother. She was feeling betrayed by his best friend. He was waiting for her return to apologize and mend their friendship and she decided on her wedding without telling him. The thought of losing her friendship in such a way filled his heart with despair. For him it was like someone giving his prized possession to someone else without his knowledge. He consoled himself ," Sandhaya has no place for me in her heart now. I should also move beyond her. I must confess my love to Saya before going to her this weekend. Sandhaya you haven't done right to me." He took out his phone and messaged ' I Love You' to Saya.

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